|Title||The Prince Of Dragons|
|Affiliation||The Pantheon - The Dragon Council|
|Occupation||High Councillor of The Dragon Council|
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The forest was dark and mysterious. The small grove lay deep in the heart of the darkness, a huge tree was in the middle, with a wondrous pathway up to it’s roots, made from a stunning white stone and it had long, stretching vines climbing up it’s walls. The grove remained quiet, a large verdant green almost “ghostly” looking dragon with her beautiful green shine all around the ground below her awaited at the grove, her slightly transparent eyelids shut. Ysera looked around and waited for quite some time for the arrival of Nozdormu… But she knew for a fact he wouldn’t be late. For Nozdormu… that was truly impossible. Of course, not soon after a brightly shining, bronze, winged figure could be seen gliding from the shadowy skies above. The dragon landed nearby with great speed. His eyes seemed to be made for gemstones, which shine with the colour of the sun, his scales were a metallic bronze colour, his body seemingly quite slim and agile. Nozdormu peered around his surroundings curiously and quickly before turning his head to Ysera to speak; “Ssso… dear Yssera… Perhapss you conssidered my propossal…?” His tongue continued with a hissing noise quite alike to a snake. Ysera’s head turns to Nozdormu… her eyes remained shut. “I do wish for more information Nozdormu… You are certain that this unborn Whelpling shall ruin the future?” “I am certain of it. I have sseen it. But if you do thiss, the future will change for the better. You can teach him in wayss to resspect our world rather than Onyxia’ss teachingss to desstroy it…” “Onyxia…? That name is unknown to my ears…” Ysera eyebrows raised although they remained closed. “Yesss… Onyxssia… she is Deathwing’s brood. She will become a big name in the near future no matter what we do with this Whelp.” “I see…” Ysera seemed to be trying to think of the current situation. “Think of it Yssera… Thiss isss the chance for a new sstudent in the wayss of Nature…” Nozdormu seemed to be trying to pressure on Ysera. “Perhaps I shall… Maybe this could be the redemption for our Black Dragon cousins and I can only find it in my heart to save this child from the corruption of them…” “That and you wissh to ssee a better future for the innocent livess he will take if you don’t” Nozdormu smiled quickly. “Hmm… that also…” and this moment a slight warmth could be felt from Ysera. “Well… Find the whelp… Dusstwallow marsh… two yearss from now, DO NOT forget… as of now I must quickly leave… I have no more time to be here…” Nozdormu smiled at his little pun and took to the skins once more, his radiance shining in the night sky… Ysera simply sighed, she had already adopted a demi-god child… and soon she shall need to teach a Black Dragon the ways of nature… She was simply finding herself buried in more work.