A small Copper dragon circles the top of the Tree of Life. 'It is beautiful is it not Cyrus?' A gauntleted hand caresses the neck of the dragon as the Wyrm lands on the hill near the tree, a man slightly taller than 6 foot dismounts the dragon. His armor glistens in the dying light of the evening sun, alternating scales on his armor blue and red shift as he strides towards the tree. Cyrus goes for a swim in the lake, his partner having removed the dragon saddle. The young knight walks directly up to the group of ladies gathered at the base of the tree and salutes and stands at attention. 'Warren Wyrmrider, reporting as ordered.' Emerald looks at him a moment and laughs 'Chill out soldier boy.' Milly pats Emerald on the arm, 'He is a young man dear just looking to do his duty.' Warren removes his helmet and holds it under his arm, his black hair is slightly matted down with sweat as clearly this man had rode fast to get here. 'I was told by the king to report here and assist as needed and that I was to follow the orders of one Zora Berk.' Zora smirks, 'Well your first order is to relax and secondly you should talk with the group's leader.' Zora points to Vhoori as he comes out from behind the tree. Warren once again stands at attention.
