The Dragon King listened to Jamedi and waited for her to finish, before smiling softly. "Normally you would be right, a ruler walking into another's lair to negotiate would be the height of folly. But we are both dragons, and that means there are certain... guidelines that<strong>should</strong>be followed during meetings.<br/><br/>And an opponent brave enough to walk into his lair to speak directly will amuse him enough to make indulging them... something he will be very favorable toward. Because most people don't know it, but the real reason dragons sleep for years or even decades? They get<strong>bored</strong>, and hope things might be different when they wake up. Oh, here comes the next 'great hero,' here to slay the 'scourge of the nation' or whatever. YAWN, opps, a little fire turned him into a greasy stain across the floor. Ho hum, another groveling nobody here to offer a 'maiden' sacrifice, same as the last five dozen. Oh huzzah, more unimportant tithes from replaceable pawns to join the room with the rest.<br/><br/>But another dragon coming to visit to talk? That is different. That is combat of the mind, and the best way to stave off boredom for a while. Because Choral was SOMEWHERE for the last two centuries, and came back for a reason. Where, why, and what he has been doing? No idea, and while talking about isn't going to get us answers, I can bet he has been dealing with repetitive issues for at least the last quarter of it."<br/><br/>He stopped himself, before rubbing his forehead and then shaking his head. "Anyway, give me a couple weeks to see how truly bad the situation is, and I will get back with you. With any luck, this ends with a duel and I can maybe convince the Surtovans that I don't want to run Brevoy currently, but will be able to rip your people and lands out of their hands. Means you will work for me, but I think that is a sight better than the others."