The dragon's expression flattened a bit, before he very deliberately took a calming breath and turning to the two watching. "You two can approach now!"<br/><br/>Once the medusa and worm being had landed, he turned to the medusa, not sure if the spell he intended to cast would affect the apparent swarm being. "I would like to cast a spell on your liege, and will cast include you in the target to ensure she is being dealt with fairly. I will be including the healer in the spell as well."<br/><br/>Devaguea turned back to Nyrissa, and made a show of casting the spell, making it a full round action so all three of the neutral party members could easily identify the spell as Telepathic Bond. He then held out a hand to each of the two females not in his group, and offered a wingtip to Anke, before letting them experience his 'childhood.'<br/><br/>The times on the 'examination' table. When his first caretaker got killed by overly lustful bandits on the other side of wall while he sat calmly in his far too small cage. Of being stabbed to unconsciousness, or even death, again and again, but waking up back in the cage with new scars to show for it. Of being hunted like an animal with his wings bound and one leg maimed. Of finally breaking free, getting revenge with his own fangs and claws, and being called a monster by the followers of the 'good gods' as he finished freeing the rest of the sane slaves for daring to kill a 'respected member of the community.'<br/><br/>Done with his memories, he honestly added as an afterthought, uncaring if the others heard, that he was curious once again that he was still sane and not a rampaging monster after what he had gone through. Then the concerned flowed away like an uncaring breeze, and e braced for Nyrissa's memories to come back. He knew hers would be worse, but at least he could relate.