something glorious - open; iron forged visit

[rhosmari]

FIRE AND "BRYMSTONE"

Standing the test of time would always be difficult. His father had told him this, gave him lessons of tenacity. He needed to be vigilant and think of his people. Have back up plans in place so that things could flow better. This included finding friends for their group to be friendly with. So after all of the information that he had picked up he noticed one particular group that had this tenacity. No matter if they had failed or not. They had proven their strength. They had conquered all groups and nothing else needed to be said. They were to be feared and taken seriously or the rug could be pulled out from underneath their weak paws again. The journey here had been a smooth one, through the channel. With his offering in tow. He had made sure that his group was well notified of his departure and he would be returning with hopefully good news by the morn. As he stepped onto the frigid lands he huffed in the air, black tongue dragging on bone cheek before he shook himself. "Quite the opposite." He mused mostly to himself as the two large wagons were pulled onto land.

With a small note on what all he had brought with him he lifted his skull to the heavens, calling out to let them know he was upon their coast. "Hello! I am the Dragon King of the Iron Forged. We live on the opposite land to your own and I've come to ask for an alliance. I've brought with me two wagons of herbs that we have stolen from the Typhoon's temple as a friendship offering." There the skeletal tiger like creature would sit and await for someone to approach him.

AND I'M BACK TO MY WAYS, CAUSE I'M HEARTLESS
SEVEN YEARS I BEEN SWIMMING WITH THE SHARKS NOW

Reggan