Hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving, this chapter will be a bit different as it takes a break on the main story and focuses on Rosie and Clod Guy. After the last couple of chapters think of this as a breather and a break from the actions.

Cloud Guy suddenly stopped the story, taking a deep breath he got up and walked towards the sandy beach and looked out at the ocean. Rosie was curious about Cloud Guy's sudden pause and action. Getting up she walked to the spot on the sand that Cloud Guy was sitting and took a seat next to him.

That was when Rosie noticed the look on Cloud Guys face. His face was buried in his hands, and he was crying. Those memories that he was reliving for her was painful for him and he needed a break to get himself back together.

"Cloud Guy?" Rosie asked concerned "Are you okay?"

"Just give me a minute," Cloud Guy responded, lowering his hands from his face. "Generations of memories, of history was lost when this land fell, Creek never made it out of here alive. You know his body is still here?"

"What?"

"The riders never returned to give him a proper funeral. When they fled the , they never returned."

"But why?"

"The Hunters was on their trail, they was so focused on trying to save the dragons, to save their remaining tribe, they never came back to properly bury their rider that sacrificed himself for Branch that day."

"That's not right," Rosie replied "Creek died a hero, died saving my grandfather, he deserves a proper heroes, funeral. You know where his body is?"

"I am all seeing and all knowing."

"Take me to it."

"You sure? It's been decades, his body has decayed by now."

"Creek was a hero, he deserves a proper sendoff."

Sighing Creek got up and signaled for Rosie to follow. As Creek led Rosie towards Creek's body Rosie saw more and more of the decay that was once the village of their people.

"These use to be powerful infrastructures," Cloud Guy replied, pointing towards what was now just a bunch of burnt timber. "Your Great, grandfather's business use to be over there, Branch use to work for him you know?"

"Grampa use to work for Great Grampa Peppy?"

"I'm surprised you didn't already know that."

"Grandma didn't tell me much about my Grandfather, all she told me was that he was the chief of Troll Tree and was the leader of the dragon riders and gave his life for the dragons. I think revisiting those memories of him was to painful for her and mom that's why they never brought anything up past that. Which is why I came to you, you know everything about him. You know everything."

Cloud Guy was surprised Poppy told Rosie so little about Branch. No wonder she came to him, he was almost like a mystery to her.

Soon they arrived to where Creek's body was. There was a big stack of burnt timber wood from the tree that the two of them had to remove but when they removed them all they both saw it. Creek's remains, now just a skeleton, sat in a patch of dead, burnt grass, laying next to him was the mace that he threw to disarm Grim, rusted with age.

Despite the wood being burnt, Cloud Guy and Rosie was able to put together a small boat to put Creek's remains in. Pulling it out to sea Rosie gave a eulogy in honor of the hero that died saving her grandfather's life.

"Rest now in Valhalla oh mighty warrior, may the gates open wide and welcome you with rewards for your bravery and sacrifice. The world has lost a great warrior, a hero, a friend. And may your sacrifice never be forgotten by those who remember your name."

Cloud Guy shot out a lightning bolt that struck the boat and set it on fire. The two of them watched as the boat was engulfed in flames, and both the boat and Creek's remains soon sank into the ocean, finally giving Creek the funeral he deserved.

This time it was Cloud Guy noticing Rosie getting tearful.

"I never met the Troll, never even heard of him until your story, but I feel like we are so close. Which is weird, because I never knew the troll."

"When you admire someone then even though you might not of ever knew them personally doesn't mean you don't feel pain over their loss. Creek's action's that day, got your grandfather to safety, his actions ensured that your grandfather finished the war and saved the dragons and his people. Creek's sacrifice was admirable, so for you to feel close to him because of that, for you to feel pain for what he did to save your grandfather's life, it is perfectly acceptable."

"There is still so much I don't know about my grandfather or the riders. I didn't even know he used to work for Great grandfather Peppy. I need to know more."

"Tell you what, it's getting late, let's get some dinner and I will tell you everything you want to know about your grandfather, as well as the riders."

"I would very much appreciate that."

Despite there not being any vegetation on the Troll Tree thanks to it burning to the ground due to Grim, Cloud Guy was still able to catch the two of them some fish. Rosie had never seen anybody catch fish the way Cloud Guy did it, he literally just dived into the ocean and pulled out two fish for the two of them to eat.

"How did you do that?" Rosie asked surprised.

"When you're a immortal Cloud Guy like me you learn to pick up a few things in your never ending life, like learning how to catch fish without a line. Keeps you from going board in your everlasting existence."

"Wow, you really are immortal?"

"Yep, though it does have it's plenty of shares of disadvantages, I have grown close to several trolls throughout my many lifetimes not just your grandfather. And sadly, like every mortal they all pass."

Cloud Guy was noticing Rosie starting to get sad over that revelation and decided a change of topic was need. "Anyway, let's eat!"

"You know, even though Branch was my chosen dragon savior, Branch wasn't the first one in his family that dedicated their life to help dragons."

"Really?" Rosie gasped in amazement.

"Oh no, both Branch's parents and grandfather I both sensed the urge to help dragons instead of killing them. Years ago, trolls used to bring their newborns to me for me to sense if they would be dragon killers or not. I sensed something different in great, great, grandfather though, something I had never sensed before, a dragon protector. When he married your great, great, grandmother, a dragon hunter I figured their offspring wouldn't be the savoir of dragons I sensed would come someday. Then your great grandfather was born, another dragon protector, he would go on to marry the only female troll in the village I sensed would be a dragon protector, your great grandmother. And from them came…"

"My grandfather," Rosie finished."

"Yep, the savior of dragons I predicted for years would one day come. I knew the day they brought them to me he was the one that would free the dragons."

"What happened to my great grandparents?"

Cloud Guy's face went sad again, "Long ago the dragons were enslaved by a man who was cursed into becoming a dragon, he enslaved the dragons and forced them to do his will. Your great grandparents tried to free them but they died in their efforts. It wasn't until years later that Branch along with his riders freed them."

"How did my Grandfather know he was destined to free the dragons?"

Cloud Guy started chuckling this time. "It's a funny story actually. Despite me saying he wasn't going to be a dragon hunter, your grandfather was the most stubborn troll in the planet. He wanted to be a dragon hunter like his grandmother but his grandmother put him at work at your great grandfather Peppy's shop as a blacksmith along with Reby, Smidge, Fuzzbert, Suki, Cooper, and Guy Diamond."

"Some of the riders," Rosie noticed.

"Yes and one day during a attack from the dragons your Grandfather took one of Peppy's weapons and shot down a feathered fury. He didn't see where it landed and of course nobody believed him because nobody had ever seen a feathered fury much less killed one. Anyway Branch went to find the feathered fury he shot down and when he found it he saw in her eyes that she was more scared than he was found himself unable to kill her and instead sat her free. Well by that time it just so happens that Chief Rosiepuff decided to finally let Branch train to be a dragon killer. By that time Branch didn't want to be one but Branch got his stubbornness from his grandma so of course she didn't listen. So next thing Branch knows he is training to fight dragons alongside your grandmother, Biggie, Creek, and the twins, Satin and Chenille."

"Grandma was training to be a dragon hunter too?"

"Yes, in fact your grandmother was the best of the bunch, well she would have been if Branch hadn't used the tricks he learned training Melody to cheat in the arena and be named top student by me. Of course that made your grandmother furious and when she discovered the truth she was about ready to throttle him." Rosie laughed at that part.

"But when Branch took her on a ride on Melody, by force mind you, she discovered herself that dragons weren't the killers they all thought they was. Of course they still had to prove that to the whole village and when Rosiepuff found up what he was doing oh boy, she locked him in his room, took Melody and used her to find the dragon's nest where the demon dragon was. But with the help of Branch's friends, Branch defeated the demon dragon, showed the village the truth about dragons and Branch and the riders became the saviors of the dragons."

"Wow," Rosie replied amazed.

"Oh yeah, they went on many adventures along the years, saving dragons from poachers and other threats."

"They seemed like the most amazing trolls on the planet."

"They was, they really was."

"Can you continue the story you was telling me. Now that I know their backstory, I am ready to know the rest."

Cloud Guy chuckled. "I believe, you are my child."