A young man wearing leather of earthly tones was leading a horse through the forest area. He had left a companion over a day ago and was more skilled in his line of work making his effort to find this dragon a bit more easy then what his friend was going through trying to find the hunter. He'd heard tales of a half dragon living in a small elven community and those tales had lead him to the place he was now.<br/><br/>He wasn't a boy but still barely a man but carried much more courage then the friend he left a day ago. Besides he had heard often the humans and elves still held a bond, as fragile as it might have been. Stepping into the deeper forest he could feel eyes on him. All in all he was still just a pampered noble messenger and if danger occured he was most likely done for. Still he had a job to do and intended on seeing it through.<br/><br/>The horse he was leading suddenly stopped and began jerking nervously though not enough to break free of the young man's grip. The boy glanced around but still saw nothing, his eyes weren't trained to see into the darkened areas of the forest. So he swallowed deeply then took a deep breath, trying to sound as important as possible. "I come in the name of the Royal Family to present, Sir, Celgion Veledian, with a message of the utmost importance."