He stayed in silence for a while before speaking. " What did you tell him to make him ran like that ?"

He is my nephew... he wouldnt remember much about me though. Last I saw him was like 3 years ago. I just told him that his dads sister-in-law needs to talk. She said. She looked away from Skaaul. She hated admitting all this. She had avoided her mates family since his death. Though, to be fair, they had never reached out to her either.

Wait, what am I thinking?! Elenor shouts silently. She obviously wants you to kill the dragoness, and is angry you did nothing. She'll be long gone now!

"I apologise for my hesitation, forgive me. I'll track her down and return to you with her stinking corpse," she declared, jumping from the balcony without a second's thought and disappearing down into the streets, not waiting for Kona or Tsun's answer or giving them time to follow. What an idiot she had been. As if Kona had meant to never mention anyone following them.

She merged in with the crowds of dragons in the street, deciding against using her sense of smell to literally sniff the dragoness out. Elenor didn't want her headache impeding on her fighting abilities.

Instead she trotted towards the centre of the city, considering the possibility that this dragon was a mercenary. It was a common scenario used in her training. Always look out for possible connections that the dragon would have to the city - going to the centre was an easy way to find out some.

Usually if it was a mercenary they would be working alone - that seemed to make sense considering that the spy didn't appear to have anyone else flying alongside when she retreated. And a single mercenary needed to find work where they could - if they were desperate for money they made more mistakes, making it easier to find them.

So where was the most obvious place a dragon would advertise their work? The centre of the city... beyond that her mind was blank. She was specifically trained to be a bodyguard, not much effort had went into preparing her for dragonhunting.

She wandered around, pretty much lost. She had been wanting to avoid this, but it looked like she had no option. She would have to speak to locals to find out if they knew anything about this dragon.

Elenor began to dip in and out of restaurants and cafes, asking about the fire in the marketplace and if anyone related to those who got hurt might want revenge. She managed to converse, barely - but that didn't change that she didn't find anything out.

By the fifth or six cafe she was very close to starting a fight just to get the stress out of her. She knew it showed in her posture, but she couldn't do anything to prevent it.

Why can't this dragoness just be easy to find? Elenor thought irritably, looking around to single out someone she could interrogate. To be honest, she was barely a couple of seconds from just leaving and trying another tactic.

(Oops, that was a bit long... eh. Elenor's gonna find Cesura though, just you wait! That'll be a snazzy battle .o.)

He nod and scaned the area, glaring at those who dared to be too nosey and look in his direction for too long. He wasn't too sure about brigning her familly into the picture but if his encestors had manage to protect the castle almost on their own at their time surely he could deal with keeping a few dragons away from 'him'. As he was looking around, he noticed a dragoness that was seemingly looking for someone. Woried that she was working with his father he kept his eyes on her and set himself slightly in front of Zilla while trying to make it seem as if he was simply sitting himself more confortably.

(uhhh you may just have her on her back in three seconds flat cuz she is an assassin, not a warrior and not the best in hand-to-hand. She will probably try and flee or use some lowly tactics cuz that's just who she is lol.)

-Well, that was... interesting-

An old sickly looking brown-green dragoness had just left. Cesura still held the scroll that told her what she needed to do. It was actually a stroke of luck for her. Usually, an assassination needed months of watching, tracking, waiting, and preparation but this one was different. She had already found the targets. She knew what they looked like and she knew they had some sort of connection with Tsun.

-He could be hiding them-

She also knew that they had started the fire in the markets and killed that green dragon's son. That's why they were wanted dead.

The old dragon was pretty wealthy and had given her a downpayment as large as she would usually be paid for a whole job. Cesura touched the weighty pouch that now hung at her side just under her black hooded cloak. She shivered and pulled her warm woolen cloak closer to her (it is wool and warm but thin enough not to hinder her or be heavy. It muffles her movements and she usually wears it for assassinations) It got cold in the sky islands but now that she was away from the city the cold had really set in.

Zilla looked at him. She smiled awkwardly. The young dragon came back down. Zilla walked back to him. They talked for a few minutes then he gave her a muffin and began talking with the next person. She took it and walked back to Skaaul. She set the muffin on the table. He doesn't want to talk to me. I can't ask them for help. Probably best anyways. I have sort of avoided them since the death. She said with a regretful tone. She nudged the muffin towards him. I'm sorry, I'm making everything harder for you. She whispered.

(Hmm, probably. Elenor hasn't had a chance to fight yet so you'll have to wait and see her skill level ^.^)

Elenor searched through the room for someone, anyone, who looked suspicious, anxious, like they had a problem they wanted fixed.

Her headache pounded with her quickening heartbeat, clouding her judgement. She rubbed her temples, willing it to go away.

She only realised she was still standing in the doorway when a dragon slammed into the back of her. She spun round, her wings shooting out and a hiss erupting from her lips. Her vision was a bit blurry, so she couldn't really make out any features of the dragon - hopefully others around would see so she could identify who it was once she clawed their face off.

"You've picked the wrong dragon to annoy," she growled loudly. She was distantly aware of dragons around her standing up and backing away.

Who was this dragon anyway? She still couldn't make out what they looked like.

(You can choose who this dragon is Cian or Bluepearl)

" If anything you got caugh inside of this because of me so you should not apologise." He mutter, it was the best he could offer as his own apologie for exposing her to his familly problem. The moment was soon broken by the strange dragoness from earlier walking into him an spewing threats. Growling he wrap his tail around her neck and ler his golden flames shine through his fangs as he hiss back. " One more word from your filthy mouth and you will taste the encestral fire of the golden flame bearer."

Skaaul! Don't hurt her! You are drawing attention! Zilla cried. She gulped hoping no one would notice.

Cesura shivered again. It was getting colder. She could see dark clouds in the distance.

-A blizzard?-

A few small snowflakes fell to the ground and Cesura let out a small flame to keep herself warm. It was time to move her camp. She found a small cave nearby and it went farther back into a little cavern. She packed up her tent and bedroll and picked up her supplies and put them in a pack. She put out the fire and scattered it as best she could to make sure no one knew she had been there.

Cesura went into the cave and made her tent again. She rolled out her bedroll and dropped her pack at her feet. She found some branches outside and made another fire and laid by it to keep herself warm. The wind howled outside now, if a dragon were to fly in this they would be swept away.

-This puts me behind schedule-

Cesura frowned. She couldn't leave and carry out her mission in the blizzard. She would have to wait until it passed.