"Ok, I'm sorta fond of my my life so.. I'm coming I guess." Asha said.

"I understand!" Nehele blocked a chunk of cobblestone and it turned to dirt. "We are the descendants of dragons. I think. So we have powers? And weird eyes? And can maybe turn into dragons like those guys?" He raised his hand and a branch swung down, he climbing up it.

The drake turned his head towards the approaching children, teeth barred. He had told them to leave! Had they clearly went against his orders?! Did they not know the danger they were in?! In a las attempt of staying awake and saving the children he grabbed the group to his left with his right talons, and the lone girl with his right. With a flap of his wings he took to the sky heading north towards his stronghold. There was no way he could make it by flying there but he could get them all closer. "I will answer all your questions in time..." He growled past the wind. "Just let me get the time to do so."

Nehele clutched the bonsai. "Yay."

Despite the whole dragon destroying village thing, the flight actually was fun. Shed always envied the birds freedom and flight. Not to mention, the speed was purely exilohrating

"Woah! This is so cool!" Asha said. She laughed happily. She stared at the ground. "Beautiful!" She said.

In an attempt to drown them out he just stopped listening to them. It had been years since a dragon had been seen and this is how they react? No fear at all...they were stupid. After a few minutes he landed suddenly changing back into a human. He was going to be sick...his head was killing him and his body hurt all over. Maybe this time he had really overdone it. After a moment of throwing up and dry heaving Corvo sat up wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Sternly he turned to the group of children glaring at them. "I can't believe your parents let you get this way." He snapped. "You can't freely speak of your heritage in such ways! I get it, your observant and can make connections but don't go yelling it to everyone! That's rule number one, never tell anyone what or who you are. In fact forget life before this, change your names and back stories even. You can never been too careful. Second don't let anyone see your powers, if you do then kill the witness. Understand?" Clearly he was angry. Why had this fallen upon him to take care of? "Now...for introductions. For now tell me your real names and we can work from there. I'm Corvo, grandson of Asneara. You don't know which dragons descendant you are, which is fine I'll tell you all in turn. Now Son of Tymara could you start us off?"

Jatara, now fully over her shock, was about to scream for help until she heard what the man said. Then, once again, she stood, frozen. Me, of dragon blood? It can't be... But my eyes are strange, and so are his. And we saw him change....

Condatis/Con ~~ 28 ~~ Male ~~ Waterdragon ~~ Can transform

The rather large, blue featherd and scaly dragon looked at the children that aproached the fiery dragon next to him. His large blue wings was hanging towards the ground while he panted, looking around. If the black one had a illusion cast upon them she should atleast be somewhere close. So as the other male grabbed the children, flying away he followed closely. His own wounds was aching and it made him worried abot how strong the illusions truley were. Could they actually be strong enough to inflict real damage to them? That ... is terrefying. Shaking his large, blue and featherdressed head he followed while zig-zaging behind the fiery one, keeping an eye on the surroundings to make sure that they were not beeing tailed. However after some time he noticed a few dots on the ground tailing them. With a snort he placed his wings close to his body, diving towards the guards.

It took the guards some time to realice that he was going towards them. So in panic they raised their spears, tossing hem into the air, hitting his frontlegs and one settling down behind his left horn on his head. He gave up a low sound, turning quickly in the air so that his tail hit them all. The rusult of the impact was that two of the riders went flying and the third quickly stopping, staring at him and turning his animal to escape the blue beast. With a snort he howerd in the air some before turning and fying after the fierlike dragon. Once the other one landed, dropping the children he landed, leaning on his hindlegs to rest his injured front ones. His right leg was bleeding from one place, his left one in two places and frombehind his left horn, he could feel one warm stream of blood alling, the spear still inside his flesh.

He listend to the man in silence, looked at the children before stretching to his full hight, taking a impressive posture to say the least. 'I am Condatis, son of Tymara. My domain is water and I rule over it without question.' he let his voice be heard inside all the childrens head as well as the mans. He ignored the pain, still holding the impressive posture, his tail resting around him in a way only cats do normally. Not only was his wounds from the spears bleading, but the ones from the illusion was still bleading heavly.

Nehele held the bonsai, which had gotten damaged in the battle. He pressed his hands to the stem and it straightened. "Here." Nehele handed it to the younger girl.