The 'young' dragon chuckled softly, before shrugging with his wings. "I guessed that most of you aren't meant for a 'true' adventuring lifestyle. Torak is likely to take a place in the town guard, either a sub-commander or a special group in it meant to respond to real emergencies the rest of the guard can't handle. Damien is going to either find or found a druid town near a temple that is supposed to be in the area. Talia isn't going to hang around long, I think she is planning to found her own guild of lock-masters and never-do-wells at some point. And I believe you mention a magic shop at one point?"<br/><br/>He frowned, before shaking his head. "Either way, while I hope the excitement ends when I have my own lair and legally own the lands around it, I rather doubt it. I will likely have to recruit more adventurers, who don't mind the hazards and wandering for long times on end. But I will not begrudge any of you trying to find you own dreams. I certainly didn't know this was mine until that soothsayer flung a bag of gold into my face."<br/><br/>He paused, and then scowled. "Which reminds me, I need to find him and... 'thank' him for his 'suggestion.'"