Chapter 53: Touring the ADR's HQ

Group 3 split up into small teams and searched around the city replica. Aeolus was with his cousins, Bam and Meubu. They sniffed the air to try and find Mekarth's scent. If they could smell him, that meant he was close by. They looked inside buildings that were large enough to let dragons inside, which was pretty much every construction here, making Shadow Wind truly a city where dragons and humans lived together. All around, dragons from every group were trying their best to find the black dragon lord. Aeolus was determined not to lose to any of them. He was leader and main tactician of the horde, he needed to show everyone who was the best of this lot. As the three cousins continued their search on the ground, a rock flew and pelted Aeolus on the back of the head. The horde leader winced and looked behind him to see who did that. But he couldn't see anyone in sight. While he never saw exactly where the rock flew from, he knew the direction it came from by how the rock hit him. It didn't feel like it fell down on him, which means someone must have thrown it at him. 'Baltia,' thought Aeolus, knowing only one dragon who was responsible for this.

Bam and Meubu stopped and turned their heads to their cousin. The navy blue asked, "Aeolus's wrong?"

Then out of the blue, Evony from Group 2 flew down at the trio and was about to blow out his pollen breath at them. Aeolus was quick to notice the signs as he quickly shouted, "Watch out!" He was lucky to get away fast as soon as Evony blew out pollen, but his cousins were not as Bam and Meubu succumbed to the sleep pollen and fell down unconscious. The spring dragon then tried to tranquilize the horde leader next, but Aeolus reacted first and blew out his lightning breath at him, which volts were low enough to just knock him out. Evony roared in pain before he fell over stunned and knocked-out. Aeolus realized that the dragons from other groups as well as his own may resort to attacking each other to distract them from the search and remove the competition. He telepathically told his teammates, 'Group 3, it looks like we got other groups trying to attack us to slow us down. Be on the lookout and ready to defend yourselves. And take them by surprise when necessary.'

After hearing their responses, Aeolus quickly left and went back to hunting down Mekarth. Every then and now, the horde leader would glance around to see if there were any enemy dragons who were waiting to ambush him or were targeting him to land a surprise attack. As he moved on, he saw some dragons from other groups trying to subdue each other, or fight if that tactic failed. Aeolus ran quickly to get away from them before they saw him, so that he wouldn't risk getting attacked by his opponents. He found an empty street and took it, knowing it was almost safe from the other dragons. Almost as there could be anyone coming out from anywhere around here to take him by surprise. He kept his senses alert for all the groups and Mekarth.

Pretty soon, the horde leader felt movement from underground like something was burrowing its way through. 'An earth wyrm,' he thought. He sensed the wyrm's presence turning away from him and then coming back to their path to go in the direction they was going. It looks like the wyrm was avoiding him, which was good as he had no intention of fighting anyone as he would be wasting time with this distraction while someone else was getting closer to Mekarth. Aeolus continued to walk and sniff out for the black dragon. He went into the buildings to see if he was in any of them, but they were either empty or filled with a few dragons from other groups, which he avoided and sneaked past, or zapped them unconscious from a hiding spot. He came across his teammates, Hewey and Sunburn, and neither of them had found Mekarth yet. After coming out of a building and leaving it, Aeolus was suddenly ensnared by vines rising out of the ground and wrapping around his legs. Someone has ambushed him just now and he needed to get away fast. The disaster dragon tried to fly up and break free of these vines, but they were too strong to be simply snapped by his weight. So he did the other thing of using his lightning breath to zap and burn the vines. As he zapped one of the vines at the base, lighting a fire that would burn and weaken the plant tendril, he felt something hot zoom above him followed by a pained roar. He looked up behind him and saw Firefry, his teammate, engaging a spring dragoness, who was immediately tackled down by two cassares from his group. He was saved by his own team from being put to sleep. Aeolus appreciated their help, "Thank you, everyone."

"Don't say your thanks yet!" yelled someone from the other side. Aeolus looked and saw Tavurth charging towards him like a bull with his horns down to ram the horde leader with. The disaster dragon was met with a heavy force that knocked the wind out of him and sent him sliding across the ground. Knowing brute dragons were one of the toughest and the largest breeds on the planet, thus making them bigger than Aeolus himself, it was appropriate that he would feel this much damage from the brute's strength. The horde leader groaned and grunted as he fought his pain to get up. He saw vines grabbing the cassares, restraining them from attacking the spring dragoness further. Firefry was quick to zoom his way out of the reaching vines, thus avoiding being ensnared. As Salvo's clanmates tried to break free, Tavurth slashed his claw down on the male's back and then tail-whipped the female. Firefry went and burned the vines, freeing the cassares as the severed vines fell off of them. The pair retaliated at the brute with their own claws scratching at him. The spring dragoness took advantage of the distraction by blowing her pollen breath at the male. The male cassare turned and tried to attack her as she flew backwards away. Pretty soon, he succumbed to sleep and dropped to the ground out cold. Then Firefry came at her from behind with his fire aura around his body. He slashed her upwards on her back in a zooming fast speed like a bullet, making the dragoness roar out in high pitch.

Aeolus was now back up on his feet and he waited for his wound to not sore as much before he would join in on the fight to help his teammates. Then he smelled someone's scent and heard the sound of a deep breath being taken. He looked to see Sargoth breathing out fire at him. The flames touched his scales and wings, burning them with fiery agony as Aeolus roared loudly, "RRRRAARRRGGGHHHHH!"

Sargoth spewed out more fires to burn the horde leader some more and do more damage. The added fire was making the flames spread around his body. Aeolus knew the red didn't intend to kill him as they were still fellow horde members, despite being in different teams for this exercise. But if the flames weren't put out soon, then he could very well die. He used his wind magic to cast an aura of winds around him to blow out the fires around his body. The winds extinguished all the flames, leaving traces of them in the forms of smoke, which were made lighter by the aura blowing them away, and burns on the horde leader's body where the fire once touched him. Even with the flames gone and his aura now protecting him from Sargoth's fire breath, Aeolus was still harmed by the burns that were hurting him. He winced as he tried to ignore the agony and gain the energy and motivation to fight his opponent. Aeolus breathed in and blew out lightning at the red dragon, but his attack was blocked by an earthly slab that rose out of the ground. The soil broke off the hard wall where the lightning bolt hit it and a scorched crater was left there. Then Sargoth ran around from behind the wall and tackled Aeolus to the ground. The impact caused the burns that touched the ground to sting, making Aeolus hiss in pain. Sargoth lunged his head with his jaw open towards the leader's neck, but Aeolus was quick to swipe his claw up at the red's head and slash him, drawing blood on the claws.

As Aeolus was charging up his breath for an electric attack, the red dragon was fighting him back with claws and raising up vines to restrain the leader's limbs. The vines held Aeolus's forelimbs back to the sides of his head and his hindlegs down to the sides of his tail. He was trapped again. Sargoth got off the horde leader and turned himself to the side, so that his tail was facing Aeolus. The red lifted his tail and swung it back to get ready to knock out his opponent. But Aeolus won't let him as he immediately blew out his lightning break and zapped his soldier. Sargoth froze up in shock before he fell over stunned and paralyzed. With his foe out of the way, Aeolus telepathically told the crimson flare, 'Firefry, help! I've been trapped by vines again.'

'Hang on, I'm coming,' Firefry replied. Aeolus saw the orange glow from the corner of his eye and turned his head to see the flaming pygmy flying fast towards him. But Tavurth was chasing him down.

As Firefry touched the vine on his leader's right foreleg to burn it, Aeolus shouted, "Firefry, watch out!" Before the crimson flare could react, Tavurth slammed the pygmy down with his talon and held him there onto the ground. Firefry struggled to get out of the brute's hold, but the tiny dragon was no match for huge dragon's strength. Then Tavurth raised his tail up over Aeolus's head. The horde leader looked at it with worry, knowing full well that he was about to be put out of the game. Then the tail came down on him hard, bringing pain first and then turning the whole world black.

The Firestar sisters and Jarilo got to the center of the village where they will play Tag. Danielle smiled gleefully at the green dragoness, while Kylie was pouting and scowling down at the ground. The balloon certainly did not want to play this game. Jarilo looked at them from one to the other with intrigue as she said, "Now who do we choose to be 'it'? Hmm..." Both sisters didn't mind who would be picked for that role as Danielle knew she would win anyway, while Kylie knew that she would always lose. She was the slowest of the sisters, she couldn't run as fast as the whiptail or even the other hatchlings they played with back at Doubloon's village. She probably won't even escape or catch Jarilo. For her, it was just hopeless in this game. The dragoness noticed the balloon's upset expression and became concerned as she asked, "Kylie, what's wrong? You're looking quite unhappy."

The balloon answered, "I dun wike tag. It too hard!"

Jarilo asked, "Too hard? Why?"

Kylie complained, "Evewybody's too fast and I'm always 'it'!"

The dragoness said nothing for a second before she put on an encouraging face and said, "Is that so? Well I'm a lot slower than you. I'm sure you won't have to lose again if you play against me."

The balloon smiled with delight; if Jarilo said that she was slow as she said she was, then Kylie will get a win this time. She'll never have to feel like a loser this time. "Otay, let's pway!" she said.

Jarilo said, "Alright then. I'll be 'it' this time." Then the hatchlings started to run as they all laughed in joy. The green dragoness ran slower than Kylie, just like she said she was.

Bolz followed the direction Minerva showed him to get to the ADR's headquarters. Drake was flying alongside them. As they flew over the city, the woman could see the building of her workplace getting larger and larger in view the closer they get. The building had been repaired on the outside with brand new windows in place as if they were never broken by the explosions. Then after they've landed in front of the headquarters, Bolz asked Minerva, "Okay we're here. What do we do next?" He poked his nose at the door.

After the humans hopped off the dragons, the woman answered, "Well if you want to meet my friends and co-workers, we can go inside. We got a door for all dragons of any size, where you can go in. I'm sure they would love to hear about this town you came from."

The electric dragon asked confusedly, "Uh so.. How do we get in?" He pokes at the door repeatedly as if trying to also find some buttons.

Minerva said, "I'll go inside and open the door for you. We usually keep the panel inside so that thieves don't come in easily." She entered the building through the front door and went to the large room that was the lobby for dragons. This was where the dragon door connecting to the outside was. The woman push the open button on the panel to make the metal door slide up to give entrance to Bolz, Drake and Ronan. The trio walks in the building and Bolz looks around curiously as she said, "There we go, now we go look around the place and meet some friends of mine."

The electric dragon asked curiously, "So, how old is this place? What is your job here?"

Minerva answered, "Well the ADR has been around for like 5 years. I'm a journalist, I write whatever scoop I can find related to our organization or dragon & human relationships. I usually upload every article I make on the ADR's website, well until now that is. I think we'll have to put our news in our own newspaper or magazine from now on, whichever one the company's president chooses. I'll have to ask Mr. Darien what his plan is when we get to him."

Ronan smiled and proposed an idea, "Minerva, maybe you can write something about the school when we open it. It would benefit relations between species. I do plan on having a class about combat involving a dragon as a partner. Drake of course is my example. It'll definitely help people connect better with them."

Minerva smiled at her boyfriend's suggestion, knowing the benefits this will have and and that she now has her new scoop. "That's a great idea! This will be like an advertisement to your school that will bring in students from all races. Maybe it'll even help the ADR's dream come true." Then she looked to the electric and said, "Bolz, we got a fighting school that we're trying to get ready. We can go show you it after I show you my workplace."

"Okay," replied Bolz. Then the woman began to lead everyone to her workplace. As they went, Bolz commented, "Not too bad of a place, isn't it? Meanwhile my shop is literally a nest." He snorted a bit at the end.

Minerva said, "We tend to keep everything organized here. Gotta be neat and tidy if you want to look professional. That's what goes in every business." She soon got to the workplace, which was a small office-like room with a long curved desk system that forms a right angle at the corner. It has a computer, a printer, a stapler and a black mesh cup that held pens on the surface. There was also a black aeron chair. Minerva explained about the room, "This is where I go to write articles, news and everything. Then I show them to the editor to have him improve the writing and fix any mistakes I make. Once that's done, my boss looks at it to approve it."

Ronan took a look around before saying with a smirk, "Quite a nice office. Your boss must like your work."

Minerva smiled back, replying, "Thanks, he does in fact. He's commented a few times on how great some of my work is. I can print you guys some of these articles if you want to read." She wonders if Bolz can read like Drake can. Well he most likely can since he has worked in a human city before. She planned to show him the Summer Park Community Center later after going to their fighting school, regardless if he could read or not.

Ronan nodded, "Certainly."

Bolz said, "Oh sure! That would be amazing, right?" The woman printed copies of her best articles for everyone to read. As the electric read them, he replied smiling, "You're writing skills are so good!"

Minerva felt flattered by the dragon's comment on her articles. It felt good to see that other people liked her works; it made her feel like a talented journalist. "Thanks, I'm glad to see you like them. That's why I got picked for the job."

Then her boyfriend requested, "Question, did anyone do an article about the gang that torched this place? Or how they were defeated?"

She replied, "I would, but someone else beat me to it first. He was the one who witnessed the whole thing and even saw you guys trying to save us. I'll show you the article he wrote if you want; it should be in his office." The poor man who was at the HQ during the attack must have been traumatized by murders and destruction. It was amazing how he could still write professionally after the whole thing so soon.

Ronan nodded, "I'd like to see that article. Check the accuracy." Drake was reading a few of Minerva's articles. Ronan's eyes looked around the office.

"Okay then, let's go." Then Minerva lead everyone to her co-worker's room where she saw him working on a new article on the computer. She greeted him, "Hey Jordan, what are you writing right now?"

Jordan turned his chair around and answered, "I'm writing about the Equalists. They're this new anti-dragon organization that just sprung up yesterday. Did you hear about them?"

The woman nodded and answered, "Oh yes, I saw them on TV last evening."

Jordan explained, "They're supposedly trying to end this so-called "oppressive" rulership from the dragons here in Windfall." Then he noticed her companions and asked, "So who are these guys with you?"

Minerva introduced them, "This is my boyfriend, Ronan; this is his friend, Drake; and the this one here is Bolz. He just came to Windfall today."

Bolz waved to the man and said in a friendly way, "Hello, you must be her co-worker. You're writing something interesting, huh?"

Jordan nodded, "Oh yes I am. Want to see-"

Before the man could speak anymore, Ronan bowed to his girlfriend's coworker and said, "I heard you wrote an article about the attack that happened here. If I may, I'd like to see what you wrote." Drake also bowed his head in greeting to the man before looking around the office.

Jordan smiled at them and said, "Sure thing. I'll go get it for you." He went to his cabinet and searched for the article in one of the folders labeled after the month and year it all of its articles were made. He took out the one article that the assassin requested for and handed it to him. "Here you go, I hope everything on it is to your liking."

Ronan read through the article nodding. "Very well written. Though my robes aren't white. It's black with red trim," he made note of that fact.

"Oh," Jordan said when he found out about his mistake. "I guess I must have mistaken you for someone else. The fires were making it too hard for me to see. I'll go update my article soon. Thanks for letting me know, sir."

Minerva asked, "So Jordan, about these Equalists. What are they doing right now?"

The co-worker answered, "Nothing much, they're just trying to recruit new members and rally some support from humans for the time being. They're aiming to make themselves strong enough, so that they can change the laws to benefit humans at the expense of dragons." This didn't really surprise the woman at all; she knew someone was going to try something like this sooner or later. But still they needed to be stopped at all costs, and better to be soon before they become popular enough to set the recent social progress backwards.

Ronan asked his girlfriend, "Hmmm... Why do they call themselves Equalists if their goal is to raised themselves up and push dragons down? Quite a contradiction in terms. Could this become a problem for us?"

The anti-dragon group's name did indeed sound inconsistent, but that was probably due to how the Equalists sees the supposed racial hierarchy in Windfall in their eyes. To them, they thought that the city has placed dragons above humans. Minerva answered, "Possibly, if they become too powerful. The Aquarians might be able to handle them, but we'll have to see how it goes." For some reason, the woman was getting an awful feeling that the Equalists won't go down so easily. For all she knew, even if some or all their members were arrested, there would still be some influence from them that would encourage the bigoted humans to rally against the dragon citizens. People fall, but ideas never do for they were like a hydra. If an organization centered around an idea disappears, one would best expect another to take its place. She hoped that the Equalists wouldn't encourage violence against dragons and their allies, which could lead to some kind of war eventually in this city. People have suffered enough as it is and the last thing Minerva wanted to see was a further deterioration in race relationships.

Then to Minerva, he said, "Well I'm not waiting around, though. I'm going to fight them too and nail with the power of the pen! Somebody's got to see how wrong the Equalists are. I'll be watching every move, news and speech they make, and then I'll speak out against them."

The woman smiled and said, "That's great, Jordan! I sure hope your writing brings everybody to your side."

The co-worker assured confidently, "It will; watch me."

Then Minerva looked at the time and realized that it was getting late. She needed to hurry up and show Bolz the other specific locations. "Well Jordan, it's been nice hanging with you, but I got to show our new friend the other places in Windfall."

The man gave them his farewell, "Alright, you all take care now."

"You too, see you next time!" Then she lead the others out of the building as she looked at the electric dragon and apologized, "I'm sorry I couldn't get to show you my boss and the others. Maybe next time we will."

Bolz forgave, "It's okay, I get that you want to show me before night comes."

Ronan followed her out and asked, "Are we going to the school? Or somewhere else?"

Minerva answered, "We're going to the school. I want to show him that place before the sun totally sets." She went back to the room they came in from and pushed the button to open the entrance. Then she went outside and saw a man sitting on the bench outside the building. On his lap laid a black dragonet with blue wings, a line of blue fins running on the top of her tail, and blue crystals on the tip of her tail. Minerva could have sworn that he looked a bit familiar as if she had seen him before somewhere. He must have been that foreigner that she saw riding a horse yesterday when she was putting the flyers out for the literacy school. But now his horse was nowhere to be seen this time. Did he leave it at a stable somewhere or was it rented?

Ronan narrowed his eyes slightly as if suspicious and said, "That man over there...he's from the far east regions."

Bolz looked at him and asked, "You mean the southeast region?" Minerva had to disagree as this stranger's clothes didn't look like they were from there.

Drake shook his head, "No Bolz...look at his garb. Do you recognize anyone from the nearby territory that wears such clothing? He's from a land far to the east."

The girl knew the correct answer as to where the man's clothes originated from. She said, "Haniyas." Bolz's mind had been thrown off when Ronan said 'region' and confused it as one of Rudvich's regions.

The kimono-wearing man looked over and noticed them as well. He set the dragonet aside him, rose from the bench and stepped out a few feet. The dragonet chirped, looking at him curiously as to what he's going to do. Ronan matched his gaze with an uneasy expression. "Drake, Minerva, Bolz...stand back." Both men had a hand on their swords as if ready to draw. The foreigner nudged his katana out of the sheath with his thumb.

Drake warned his friend, "Ronan...be careful. His blade is like yours." Minerva was wary about this fight, knowing that they were using real weapons for this. She hoped to the gods that her boyfriend didn't get hurt too badly from this.

The Haniyan said, "That sword...belongs to the master of the south. You should hand it over before someone gets hurt."

"You want it? Let's see if you can take it," said Ronan as he drew his blade. The Haniyan shifted his stance before charging. Ronan waited until the last moment. CLASH! Their blades struck each other. The assassin leaped past his opponent. They swung at each other, matching each other. Their skills appeared to be even and they ended up locking blades.

The Haniyan said, "You have talent...I am impressed."

"You're not bad yourself," Ronan replied. They both shuffled back away from each other. The Haniyan drew his wakizashi, while the assassin drew his dagger. Once again their blades clashed. The second time they locked blades, Ronan picked up on a weakness in his opponent's defense. He somehow manage to flip the Haniyan over onto his back. Though he didn't lose his grip, the assassin made it impossible for his opponent to raise his blade in defense by stepping onto his wrist. He aimed his blade and asked, "Yield?"

The Haniyan smirked and nodded. Ronan helped him up and the foreigner asked, "You're better than I expected. What is your name?"

"Ronan, I hail from the southern deserts. You?" the assassin returned the question.

"Rick Hunter from Haniyas. I was raised by Takensho-sensei, one of many generations to wield this sword," the Haniyan referred to his katana. "I am his chosen heir, known as the "Blade of the East"."

Ronan nodded and said, "My teacher gave me this blade. He lived secluded in the mountains. I never really new his name." They both sheathed their blades.

Rick asked, "So then you do not know of the legendary four swords?"

Ronan shook his head, "You'll have to explain it to me."

"Another time, for now I must go," said Rick, who bowed his before he began to leave. He stopped by the bench and beckoned the dragonet, who immediately followed him. He said to her, "Come little one, we must leave." Then the two went away out of sight.

Minerva was glad that no one got hurt too badly from this duel. Now she won't have to lose anymore time to take someone to a white dragon for healing. Both men did well fighting in her opinion; it was clear their skill was almost dead even. They could easily take down an amateur in a matter of seconds if they went up against one. After Rick Hunter left, Minerva wondered if there was more to the legendary four swords than what Ronan told her of his blade. She wondered if they would ever meet this man again to know about the swords' tale. She looked to her boyfriend and said, "That was incredible, Ronan! You held out well against him."

Bolz agreed with her as he said, "Yeah, you were amazing."

Ronan grinned back at them and said, "Thanks, guys! It was a tough fight, but I'm glad we all enjoyed it."

Then Minerva asked everyone, "So, are we ready to go check out the fighting school?"

The electric dragon nodded and answered, "Sure, I want to see!"

Ronan said, "Then let's go there." Then the dragons let their respective riders on before they took off and flew for the Blazing Tiger Martial Arts school.

Akil ran ahead of Atlas and watched the horizon and upcoming city, looking like she was on the lookout for anything out of the ordinary. For a few minutes, she did nothing. But after a while, she started to look alarmed. "$#17! Atlas move it, there's a patrol coming and we need to hide," she said just loud enough for the woman to hear from the small distance between them.

Atlas stopped for a moment and cursed under her breath, "Shoot!" She needed to find some place to hide fast or they will be found. The woman saw a giant rock nearby and went to hide behind it. She telepathically told her daughter, 'Akil, come hide behind this rock. They can't see us there.'

Akil hid behind the rock with her mother as low as she could without crushing Atlas, though she might not care too much. They waited for the patrol to pass with them noticing them. They soon did, but not after what seemed to be a small raid followed by screams and cries. "Slavers," Akil said quietly.

"Damnable scum!" Atlas whispered in scorn for these slavers. She wanted to so much as to go out there and fight off all of these wicked people to save the victims. But she knew that doing so may cost her and Akil the mission. Looks like she would have no choice, but to leave the people to their fate, much to the woman's dismay. She hated feeling powerless to save someone in need. It was like being a terrible hero who is too useless to get the job done. The woman hoped that one day when this was all over, all these captured people plus the ones who were already slaves would be free.

They waited in silence till the slavers have passed. Akil poked around the rock again to see if the coast was clear. Apparently it was as the dragoness whispered in her usual harsh tone, "Get on, if there are slavers doing routes, they will be back and you will only slow me down if you don't move quietly and fast. One dragon is already hard to hide, two would be even harder to hide, even one with bright ass orange scales."

Atlas reminded in an equally harsh tone, "Hey, I'm still in human form you know. I'm not changing out of it any time soon." Sure Garin told her to keep a cool head around Akil, but her daughter's irritating attitude was making it hard to do so. Then the woman ran off from the rock and continued the path to the city. She ran as hard as she can, trying to prove to Akil that she CAN keep up on only two feet. The dragoness followed after her and soon went passed her. Then they proceeded into the city. Akil slowed down and her mother was able to keep up. The daughter appeared to be keeping an eye out for anything out of place. Atlas looked at the many buildings and street before her. The place looked dirty with dust and scorch marks on the buildings, a road that has a pothole on the left side and some trash on both sides of the street. It seems like the lords weren't too interested in keeping the streets clean. It makes it look like one of these ghetto places that humans spoke up, but she never got to saw. Was this one of these ghettos?

Note: To those who read the giftstories on Deviant Art, I'm sorry that I haven't edited the previous chapters & giftstories and put in which parts in them are non-canon in the notes. I got too busy trying to work on MetalSonic30's request and now I'm working on Cenor's giftstory, too. Hopefully once they're both done as well as WWotS's gift, then I'll remember to do what I said I was going to do.

Facts that might not be mentioned later:
- While waiting for the new posts to put in this chapter, I realized that I accidentally gave the spring dragons sleep pollen breath after forgetting that only the flower pygmies can put people to sleep. I won't make any changes, since that means I have to make big changes to the chapter and the giftstory where Dracul falls asleep from the pollen. I might as well make it canon that spring dragons can breathe sleeping pollen, while flower pygmies can breathe different kinds pollen that tranquilize, poison or give rashes & allergies.
- Drake isn't well versed in magic, but much like Ronan's sword was embued with it, he could feel magic coming from Rick's as well.
- Rick grew up on the legends of the four mystical swords, but Ronan however did not. Also, it looks like Ronan didn't know the name of his master. I better go edit out the master's name in one of his giftstories.
- Moonstone isn't to watch the fight in the RP.
- Ronan is also curious about the legend of the four swords.
- In the RP, Minerva is the one to make the mistake of thinking Rick is from the southeastern region.
- In the RP, Minerva, Ronan and Drake go home after the fight. But they continue their tour at the fighting school.
- LordTorch probably might not make a response to this post: topic/1526… , but if he does, then I'll go edit this chapter and include his post in.

Meubu and Jordon (c) me
Bolz (c) Rainbowlight
Moonstone (c) Airazena