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Skulblaka sat beside a tree in the dark of night, listening to the sounds of the darkness. He Called to Glaedr through their mental bond. I'm not so sure about the new generation of riders, Glaedr; I've only seen one that's any promising and using his head.
Yes, Skulblaka...they are a bit irrational, but they are going to mature eventully and learn when to act and when not to. It will take time, my young friend; give them a little room for error.
Would Oromis give them a lot?
No, no he would not, but you should. You are not completely Oromis, and they are not you at all. So we, should allow them to learn differently than you did. At least they have yet to abuse what power we have given them, true?
Yes, you're right my friend. And they won't be allowed to abuse their power as long as we're around to keep our eyes on them.
Skulblaka turned his head to the night sky, glistening with stars overhead.
He closed his eyes and muttered a few inaudible words in the ancient language. He then saw, in his mind, the images of all the riders of this new generation; he smiled ever so slightly and shook his head as he stood up and stretched.
"This," he said with a wry grin, "could get interesting."
The black sky lit up as Glaedr flew into view and landed with a quake on the ground. Skulblaka Lept onto his back, saying, "Let's ride, Glaedr; I think it's time that we met another young rider." And with one beat of his massive wings, Glaedr soared into the sky, leaving a trail of light in his wake as though they werea commet in the sky.
As they burnt through the sky, Skulblaka thouched Demaji with his mind from far off.
Follow the trail of a commet and you will find us; make haste young one. And tell your rider that he has done well.
Skulblaka sat beside a tree in the dark of night, listening to the sounds of the darkness. He Called to Glaedr through their mental bond. I'm not so sure about the new generation of riders, Glaedr; I've only seen one that's any promising and using his head.
Yes, Skulblaka...they are a bit irrational, but they are going to mature eventully and learn when to act and when not to. It will take time, my young friend; give them a little room for error.
Would Oromis give them a lot?
No, no he would not, but you should. You are not completely Oromis, and they are not you at all. So we, should allow them to learn differently than you did. At least they have yet to abuse what power we have given them, true?
Yes, you're right my friend. And they won't be allowed to abuse their power as long as we're around to keep our eyes on them.
Skulblaka turned his head to the night sky, glistening with stars overhead.
He closed his eyes and muttered a few inaudible words in the ancient language. He then saw, in his mind, the images of all the riders of this new generation; he smiled ever so slightly and shook his head as he stood up and stretched.
"This," he said with a wry grin, "could get interesting."
The black sky lit up as Glaedr flew into view and landed with a quake on the ground. Skulblaka Lept onto his back, saying, "Let's ride, Glaedr; I think it's time that we met another young rider." And with one beat of his massive wings, Glaedr soared into the sky, leaving a trail of light in his wake as though they werea commet in the sky.
As they burnt through the sky, Skulblaka thouched Demaji with his mind from far off.
Follow the trail of a commet and you will find us; make haste young one. And tell your rider that he has done well.
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