The Army column stops, people flock to see Amelia, some whisper "witch", lack of overcoat called attention increasingly, until some horse riders offer to take her to the head of the column where she is expected. Some riders complain that Parannos should not accompany her, but thanks to his previous work as a healer some see him with good eyes allowing go with her. After a few minutes galloping the column they come to the forefront, where they are received, some lords and chiefs curiously approach her or call Amelia attention, some more daring invade her personal space until she looks at they. The fights are formed, some teeth flying until the swords are unsheathed, at that time some girls take Paranhos and Amelia to a wagon, which houses an old woman / Oracle dozing. The wagon began its march awakening the old woman and ask with slurred voice "How was your trip girl?"

"Confusing.." said with a straight voice. "And it didn't get any better once I reached my destination..." Amelia still has the voice of the soldiers in her mind calling her a "witch" and the breaths of the chiefs and warlords that were coming so close to her. All this brought back memories, unlpeasant memories. "But maybe you can give me some answers.." says and waits her reaction. "I was told I was expected."

"Yes, Amelia, so it very much seemed," Parannos says as he removes his mittens, "unless there's another 'raven woman' hereabouts." He looks at Amelia and Shadow with a measuring gaze. "I must admit I'm quite curious to know by what means you should arrive here. Perhaps describing it to us might alleviate your own confusion? The venerable lady here," he nods respectfully at the Oracle, "may well have some perspective on the matter."

"come on girl, tell us about you" accentuate the old lady to the comment of Parannos

"You want to know about me? And How I came here?" the sorceres replies with a long pause... Looking at the Oracle "Alright, I understand, in order to take information I have to give some first." With a knott in her neck, she is not used to opening her past, she starts talking. "I was born in the south. As a teenager I had to leave my village. The community was not "used to" people with other "abillities". I was consider a "bad omen" and that's how I got my scar." she takes off her hood and shows her mark. It's clear that it was once deep, almost fatal... "I somehow survived, been an apprentice for some time, and once I felt "ready" I just started moving towards the North" with a sense of confusion in her words she adds. "Don't ask me why, I just had this crazy idea that people in the north would be different than the ones back there. It turns out now that nomatter how far I go the people don't change..." "The past few days is the ones that brought me here, I think. I arrived at GreenRock, which at the same night got attacked by orks. We tried to find refuge in the catacombs of the fortress where we encountered undead, actually a very nice man, a cleric, was left behind to fight. And trying to find a way out of the catacombs I met a dragon..." Realising what she just said "I'm not crazy! That's exactly what happened." sharing her uneasy feeling Shadow flips his wings shouting "DRAGON! DRAGON!"

Parannos lifts his hands in a conciliatory gesture. "All things deserve the benefit of the doubt, be they unusual individuals, fearful locals or fantastic tales. And this tale, I must say, is quite peculiar," he says with a pondering look in his eyes. "I take it your encounter with the dragon went rather well, considering that you now stand here, unchewed and unswallowed?"

" Well yes, he is the one that brought me here..." Amelia says and starts stroking Shadow's chest.... "Shhh, it's ok friend" "I also had a dream conserning the past..." the sorceres is trying to remember the words spoken in her dream... "Arfast has been destroyed, Gleimhall is next... ehhh You know that your hand is not to intervene, only guide them" after a pause " I'm sure I can remember some more but now is a bit difficult." Looking at the Oracle and still stroking Shadow "Your turn..."

"Arfast did not exist when the Great Ice Castle of Gleimhall was destroyed, but now the captives tell us Arfast was sacked ... or destroyed depending on your point of view, right? a slug laugh come out of the toothless mouth of the crazy old woman. Present or past??, What do you think Parannos?

"The present, I would say. The Orcs that follow us were carried here by Arfast ships. I wonder, was Gleindhall, our destination, built on top of the ruins of Gleimhall? Judging by what Chief Pryngvas tells me, it is a formidable fortress."

"ahhh about the ruins of Gleimhall we have Draugthuilion, he might say more to us..." says the old woman

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"What kind of creature might this Draugthuilion be?" Parannos furrows his brow and his left hand strokes the rim of the chalice at his belt absent-mindedly. The old woman's comment has obviously disquieted him. "And how, and at what cost, could we contact him?"

Just when Parannos finishes his sentence the wagon's door opens and a cool breeze blows in. One of the Oracle's girls comes in and curtseys. "Draugthuilion is here, Mother", she says an gives way to a slender and rather short man dressed in warm pelts and fur lined cloak. On his hips he carries two swords, a long sword on the left side and a short sword on the right. On his back he has quiver and a long bow. The man bows to the Oracle. "You called for me, Wise One" he says with a clear voice and takes off his hood revealing long dark brown hair that is braided to keep it away from his face. His pointy ears tell that the man is an elf but that is not the most notable thing about the man. The right side of his face is covered with four scars, clearly caused by claws, reaching from his temple to the corner of his mouth. One of the scars goes over his right eye that is covered with an eyepatch and the only remaining eye is amber and it gives the room an obsevant look. The sharp one-eyed gaze lingers a bit longer in Amelia, and especially in Shadow and then turns to Parannos. "I couldn't help hearing your conversation and indeed I know something about Gleimhall. Gleindhall is not built on Gleimhall. The ruins lie much further in the north and no one with an ounce of sence in their head would go near them", Draugthuilion's voice is grim. "Even I don't dare to go there if I don't absolutely have to. The place is cursed and filled with the most vicous beasts I've ever seen, and believe me I've seen a lot".

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"Well well, Draugthuilion has arrived just in time, he know the Gleimhall's ruins and some of their secrets, will help us understand the ..." suddenly the old seagull keep silent and jumped to Amelia, despite being an old woman she moves particularly fast "DRAGON?, Girl, you said Dragon?????? 've talked to a live one?, they are dead since hundreads of years"

"Well this one was pretty alive..." says as she gives a look to the new guest of the wagon. "I also said that he brought me here!" Amelia moves a bit closer to the Oracles ear " I was put to magic sleep and brought here, I didn't have the chance, or was too overwelmed, to show him this"... The sorceres reaches inside her fur vest and takes out the pendant. "I was told that it is very old". As she holds it the light flickers inside the light blue teardrop shaped stone.

The old woman leans muttering to fall asleep. "The great serpent of fire is watching us", "The great serpent of fire is watching us!"... One of the girls looks out from behind a curtain "the mother requires rest, please" and with a gesture of a hand shows them politely out of the wagon

When the Oracle mentions the dragon Draugthuilion turns to look at Amelia, raising his left eyebrow and a curious look in his eye. An expression that looks a bit weird on his scarred face. He is just about to say something when the sorceress takes out the pendant. The elf's only eye widens in surprise and he takes a sharp breath and whispers in disbelief: "It cannot be..." At the same moment the girl comes to usher them out. Draugthuilion bearly remembers to bow to the Oracle when she hurries to Amelia's side and reaches for the pendant. "Let me see it! Where did you get that?" he blurts out.

With a sharp move Amelia brings the pendant close to her and gives the elf a better look. The three of them stop right outside the oracle's wagon.. "It's nice meeting you, too!" says to the rude elf with a strict voice.

Parannos pulls on his mittens hastily and notes, "Sir, I must admit to some curiousity about your keenness for this pendant of Amelia's." His interested gaze moves between Amelia, Shadow and Draugthuilion, and pulls up his hood. "I take it this is no ordinary trinket."

Draugthuilion frowns, clearly displeased that Amelia didn't give him the pendant. He looks at his feet and takes a deep breath collecting himself and when he turns to look at Amelia again he has an apologising smile on his scarred face. "Yes, of course. Forgive me my manners. My name is Draugthuilion and that pendant belongs to my people", he explains, nodding at the pendant but not reaching for it. "It's a reliq from Longurox, first and the most powerfull elven kindom there's ever been but that was a long, long time ago. Though my kind has long lives, no one I know is old enough to remember that time. Many of us consider Solar, the king of Longurox, some kind of deity. Th e legends tell that he was the father of all elves and creator of arts and all the things my people hold dear. After his death no one has been able to gather all elves under the same banner", the elf speaks looking at Amelia. "You must understand that the pendant you are holding is extremely rare and valuable", he keeps a short pause. "And I promise I will give it back to you if you let me hold it just for a moment".

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Seeing the expresion on Draugthulion's face Amelia realises... It wasn't rudeness that drove the elf, it was eagerness... "Your words are honest. You chose to tell the truth about the pendant even if it meant that I would keep it for myself or sell it for a fortune." her face lits up and she kindly smiles. "I'm Amelia and this one is Shadow, we have no idea why we are here, our only chance to find out something just fall asleep but you on the other hand.... here...." she reaches for his hand and gently places the jewel inside is palm. "You get to take a very good look at the Dragon Stone... but I want it back...." says and quickly turns to Parannos. "Now, why don't we all grab a bite, Shadow is very hungry."