War of the Dragons III
 

"Well, I was courious on how you came across the gold dragon. It looks to be about 75 years old, and I doubt you're that old. Plus I'm surprised it doesn't really know how to talk." Draca said.

Suroz looked at the girl, and laughed.

"Thanks for the compliment, mam. About my age. It's nice to know that I don't look old. But trust me, I am." He took his hat off, and showed his mixed ears. One was human, the other was elf. He put his hat back on. He rubbed his hand, and squinted his eyes.

"I'm half-elf. Hence, the extended lifespan. I can't really remember how old I am. I lost track around 273." Suroz opened his eyes, and looked at Ryu-yuuki.

"As for that little guy, I got him when he was an egg. You see, I'm a mercenary by profession. One person couldn't afford to pay me for a job, so he gave me an egg. A year or so later, he hatched. I named him, and kept him. As for talking, I never really thought about it. He'll probably talk, when he feels the need to talk. Until then, I'm not gonna force him." Suroz looked at Draca.

"And why did you really need to know this? That was more catogorized in my personal business."

"Well, I just thought it was a bit unusual. Though I don't think this was as private as you first thought." Draca said, flipping a small rock in the direction of the front door with her tail.

Jack was, meanwhile, sleeping peacefully and not stirring up trouble where he needn't stir up trouble ...

Satsu didn't sleep like most elves. He instead meditated and slipped into the realm of elvish dreams.

With a slight yawn, Draca said "Well, I'm heading to bed. Good night."

When Satsu woke up he began to play his guitar softly. He always liked to play at dawn.

Suroz had gone back to sleep near Ryu-yuuki, until he heard Satsu play his guitar. He opened his eyes.

"Satsu. Take that outside. I still need my sleep."

"You're more human than you look." Satsu whispered in elvish. He then walked outside and began to play outright.

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The next morning, there was a loud knock at the door. Draca, being the closest one, grabbed the mage robe hanging next to the door, threw it on, and opened the door. A solder was standing there. "Excuse me ma'am, but we must ask that all non-combatents evacuate south at once. A battle is going to happen. If you have any arms, they would be helpful." And with that, he headed back to a nearby horse, got on, and rode off. Conserned, she ran back to the others. "Hey, wake up!"