To be a fly on the wall [Open]

[Lykoi]

The streets of Ketra were ever familiar. The smells he could name by heart and the sounds of the bustling people were like white noise to him. Raiga's three fire whelps circled above his head. He had grown used to them fluttering above heavily above him. They were still quite small but they would grow to be fine large dragons worthy of battle.

Their names: Brudus, Nandrir, and Nagherelth. Two brothers and one sister, respectfully.

Dragons were commonly seen, but whelps weren't often floating above the heads of men. The three dragons had followed Raiga around since their birth. He was a dragon trainer and had bonded with them quite early. They were feisty little things and overly protective of the man though he was perfectly able to fend for himself.

There were times when he wished he could more easily blend in with the people of the Ketra, but his family would scold him if he ever even tried. No, Raiga made appearances as often as he was allowed. He liked to see the state of the world and he liked to hear the opinions directly from the people. It wouldn't matter if he dressed down, not with the whelps following him everywhere. They refused to leave his side.

Raiga had not been to this section of Ketra in some time. There were many new buildings and sites, but it was all the same city to him even still. He stood out like a sore thumb, his glistening armor, and amber gems held the crest of the Valsys house. Many would think he was lost in the city for his wealthy armor, but Raiga was not lost. This was his home and his name and face were well known.

[SkyBlade]

Yet another traveller-friendly place! Ketra, the capital and one of the major attractions of Adela. Hoping for encounters with people that may boost his knowledge on dragons, Xhadaronn continued his walk around the town, enjoying the taste of surprise, never knowing what his eyes might see next.

"Fortune is not a reliable friend! I might return home with the joy of having met the king himself, or with injuries left by the tail and claws of a mighty dragon!" he thought, chuckling to himself at the thought of actually meeting the king. Anything was possible, though, and staying open to positivity could be one of the keys to actually receive this positivity, Xhad knew...

As he crossed one of the streets - listening with one ear to the ballade of a talented singer and to the rest of the noise with the other - his eyes could see, his soul could sense the presence of a rather peculiar being. It was two whelps - no! It was three of them - that flew around, Xhad soon realising they must have belonged to the man wearing the amber gems. With a squint he managed to study him better, while slowly walking in his direction. The small dragons were rather adorable, yet clearly loyal.

Suddenly, Xhad stopped for a few second. Could it be?

Always a friend to reading and especially to folklore, Xhadaronn could recognise Raiga from the tales he had heard about Xavron, the beast tamer's father. He seemed, indeed, rather strange in that huge city - though in an exotic sense, rather than a weird one.

It would be beyond awkward to just walk up to somebody like that, particularly one that is the possessor of such a famous name... but Xhad did not need everyday, normal reasons. He simply proceeded to step calmly towards Raiga, and begin the conversation in his casual manner.

"Adorable, yet young, curious, and clearly future beasts!" he said with a warm smile, studying the pointy ears of Raiga. With a slow move, he sent a gentle breeze towards the whelps. "It is a special opportunity, indeed, to meet someone from the Valsys family. Raiga, they call thee, don't they?" he took his hood off. "My name is Xhadaronn Yasé." he continued, folding his palms and bowing as a form of greeting, but also as one of general respect. "I am but a traveller, searching for the truth about the stars and their exotic side... well, at least for what the mind is capable to grasp."