Nadriina nodded, then shimmered slightly. "Ahh, that would be our daughter. I'll have someone visit you shortly," she said, with a sad smile, before she disappeared.<br/><br/>A few minutes, or possibly hours, later, a familiar voice calls to him, as a massive golden dragon bounds into view; immediately, he feels the connection with her, as he did all those centuries ago, when he first bonded with her as a wyrmling. "Draiss!" Vorela cried, as she raced towards him, tears in her golden eyes.