Seaian hadnt been here sence he was six... He had run off and become a dragon rider then... thats when it all had started. The raids, the attacks, all of it. Because of him... No one recognize him anymore. his face used to be on all the lost signs and tree boards. No one cared about the lost prince anymore. It was all so tormenting again. The memories of the days hed spent hiding underneath thr floorboards. He walked through the town and stopped on a plateform. He had lived here for a year when he was five. He sat dowwn on the edge and thought for awhile. He needed to remember how he had gotten his first dragon. For his had died only recently.

*grindal was walking through the woods. He loved these places and enjoyed everything that he found calming. he was walking on his usuall way when he saw a stranger in the way. He loved to meet new people and wanted to meet this man too. He walked up to him and smiled.* My name is grindal. May i ask yours? *grindal slid his hands through his hair and then put his right hand out. He hoped that they would shake as a greeting. He wondered what this mans name was for he seemed nice and very intresting.*

OOC: sry i gtg. .......bye........ i didnt think i did but hey what can u do?

Seaian stood up and looked at grindal. He reached out to shake his hand. He gresped only slightly. Hello grindal. I am seaian dragonsbane. Seaians gaze peirced grindals face, he tryed to remember anything he knew about grindal, if he did. You are cursed... I can tell by the markings on your body. You seem to torcher yourself often..... Seaians gaze peirced mind body and soul. He could practically read minds. But, he wouldnt go that far. He noticed burn marks, stab wounds, and blisters. It was obvous.