[BACKDATED RL after Rueloon Tournament - Philomel and Darc in Drakyrnia/Dragon Bone Valley]

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Darc awoke the day after the tournament in the Rueloon inn. Although he was tired, he felt satisfied for having hosted his first successful public event. With a long, languid stretch, he rose from the bed and went to get ready - he had a trip to go on today.

Some time later, he awaited Philomel outside of the entrance of the inn/tavern. Escorting and protecting someone was somewhat familiar to him, as he had been Lilia's protector several times during their travels. It was this new charge that he would be watching out for that was unfamiliar. All he really knew was that she liked dragons and happened to be an artist. She seems okay though, thought Darc. With an inward shrug, he figured that he would just let things ride out.

So with a smirk at the occasional "hello King Darc" that passed him by, he waited.

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((OOC: Slight correction now that I've double-checked: it's a Dragon fossil in the wall and its eyes light up, not a design. My mistake!))
Stepping up to help his companion, Darc spoke once again. "She wants to learn about the Dragons. She's no threat to you or the Deimos - just a knowledge seeker from another world, and a friend!"

The Dragon Soul who spoke to them was quiet as it contemplated his words.
A human, friend to Deimos and Dragon.
You are different, Darc who possesses a Dragon's soul and a human's.
...Very well.

Both of the Dragon statues - one gold, one silver - came to life, stepping away from the shrine to sit with the nobility of their race before their guests.

"What do you want to know, Philomel St. James?" they asked in unison. Darc's right hand was ready to reach for his sword if need be.