(Hooray!)

"Not bother, is just adorabe!" Brian said softly to himself.

Jessie shrugged, shifting fully to her human form and pulling out her phone.

(*applauds my amazing skills* =p
Name: Azrail Smith
Nicknames: n/a
Age: 16
Gender: male
Human Appearance: (not my art)
Dragon Appearance: A midnight blue, periwinkle eyes, white mane that runs all the way down to the tip of the tail, has white scales here and there, sort of like stars on a night sky. A few missing talons/claws. No wings, doesn't talk about why. Not a Dreamer and hates being mistaken for one.
Powers: healing, flight
Personality: He is friendly and accepting, but calm and not one to really talk. Some say he is mute, and if he is mute, then it is by choice. Azrail is very tender hearted, and can't bear to see anyone in pain, no matter who they are, what they are, or what side they are on. An extreme push over, Azrail will do anything to make someone happy, bending over backwards to help anyone and everyone.
Extra notes: he is a pacifist and dedicated to healing. Will not hurt anything. Maybe. Cannot heal himself. Lemme know if I need to change anything.)

Riley doesn't know either, so he keeps silent. He glances at Kisa, the one who was all over gold eyes and royalty. His eyes narrow slightly as he watches her. There was something he couldn't place off about her...

Scarab was listening to everyone talk.

(*Salutes* All is good! Azrail good child =3)

"Your... your..." She stutters pointing a finger at him, hissing a bit, "Your supposed to be dead! Why are you still alive? The... poison... did you find the cure?"

"Poison. Is that what that was," Oliver looked confused, blinking at her with huge innocent eyes as he continued to hold his right arm close, winching a bit in pain.

Jessie watched Oliver, now looking the smallest bit interested in what type of drama would unfold.

"Poison? You poisoned my child?" Riley says, referring to Oliver as his child even though he wasn't. He hugs Oliver protectively. "What do you want?" Riley snaps at Azrail as he came close.
'Just wanted to heal him.' He says, backing away slightly.
"If you know the antidote, then by all means." Riley releases Oliver and keeps a close eye on Azrail.
Azrail hesitates before shrugging. 'I don't know if my magic will work. So far it hasn't failed. The only thing I can't do is death and emotional wounds.'

Oliver smiled as Riley hugged him, liking the hug. He didn't mind being anyones child because he technically didn't have any parents. He didn't want Azrail near him, mostly because he had no idea what he was saying, so he hid behind Riley.

"Why would I poison him? I don't even have poison," Kisa huffed glaring at Oliver, "It would be stupid of me anyways. He'll die soon anyways so their isn't a point."

Mr. Lit frowned, "Wait a second, poison? The only creatures are a rare kind of dragons and... the Queen of the Dreamer. Please say it's just a normal dragon because the cure is easy to get."

(Me: Should we tell them? My mind: No no no. Later. Me: You sure? I waaannnntttt to tell them!)

(*Becomes curious and confused.*)

'Drama.' Jessie hissed in her mind, smirking at all that was starting to unfold.

(Me: *trying to convince your brain to spill the beans* And I wannnnnttt you to tell me.)

'I guess it's going to be a quest to find the antidote if it's not normal dragon poison?' Azrail asks.

Riley glares at Kisa. "He won't die on my watch." He snarls.

"Yeah, no one knows the cure to the Queen Dreamer's poison," He walks over to Oliver, who still tries to hide behind Riley.
He gently pulls him forward, pulling up his sweater sleeve as he squeaks in protest. First thing to say... it ain't look good. There was a huge bite mark, though it was more of a scar, suggesting that was very old. There was pink around it, starting to go up his arm a bit.

Oliver yelped, pulling it away and hiding it with his sleeve again. He hurried to hide behind Riley, holding his hand with his small hand. He looked scared, but he always looked like that.
"That's deffaintly a Queen Dreamer poison right there. She is the only creature who's poison is pink. That would also explain the pink in his eyes," Mr. Lit explained, "But why him?"

Kisa snickered, surprised at how stupid they are. Tell them! Hissed Taku, one of the Dreamer's who could talk telepathically, Send them to their deaths! She stood up, pulling out two knives.
"Let me spell it out to you simply. He's Prince Charcoal, the only and last heir to the throne," She hissed with a smile.

(*Smiles* I was going to wait till later to reveal this bbbbuuut, this is way more fun and interesting)

OOoo! Cool!)

Brian stopped their bouncing, seeing the knives.

Jessie's snake like tongue flicked out once. She gave a hiss now.