Snippet #2581569

Na'ari was fast asleep in the hay pile. He was dreaming, dreaming of home, in Valsir, in one of the best taverns in the country. He was home for a brief few moments. Then he thought he felt something prod his leg. Did a horse get out of its pen? "Hmmm, horse, how did you get out of the pen??" To that something gave Na'ari a good solid whack on the head.

"OW! What the hell?! Can't you wake someone up like a normal person?!" He shouted angrily before there was a small chuckle.

"Growing up around male soldiers is usually how the wake up call is to a lazy recruit." Said the source. "I am Kazu, one of Princess Akari's bodyguards. And you must be the Dragon my Princess caught, according to the stable boy. Wow, Sakura did a number on you." Sakura was the mare that Na'ari was just taking care of. "At least, I believe that this was Sakura."

"The mare? Don't worry about her. She just needs a different diet to handle some horomones. Techinically a temporary diet once a month avoids such an issue." Na'ari stated. "I am Na'ari."

"Well Na'ari, you're to be set up in some guest quarters whilst the queen gets a report from Junko. She's another bodyguard. Do you have any questions?" Kazu asked as she helped the man up from the hay. "We will walk to your quarters."

"Why is she the way she is? The princess anyway? I mean, one moment she's evil and cruel, next its....umm.."

"Seems kind and like a true princess?" Kazu finished with a small smile. When Na'ari nodded she shrugged. "I've been her friend a long time and even I don't know the sudden change. Maybe she's going through her post break up phase. Though, Izo was a kind man. The circumstances to me, seem like something was up, but I don't question it. Maybe one day she'll return to that kind woman, maybe not. I'll still protect her. As will anyone else in her personal guard. If we get her approval that is."

Na'ari raised an eyebrow. "Next question, are you a competitive person?" He asked.

"Yes, which is why I'm a tad jealous you got one of the international titles. Has the Dragon Circle contacted you yet and gave you your coin? If not, it may be awhile before they do due to your current situation." Kazu chuckled. The Dragon Circle is an international band of individuals who had battled against dragons and either killed them, or survived barely. The two warriors are walking inside the castle now, the topic now shifting to more about Na'ari.

"They say you're a descendant of your namesake, Na'ari of the Valsir Mountains. The blacksmith. Is this true, and also how you decided to be who you are?"

"If Draconil is in my room I can show you." Na'ari stated, as the two stopped in front of a door which Kazu opened, the black sheath holding a red handled blade was sitting on his bed, "and there's my cling to the proof. The Blade of the Blessed Dragon. Draconil." He drew the sword partially to expose the black blade, detailed by a symbol of white and red below the hilt. "How it was forged is lost to legend."

Kazu nodded. "I see. Interesting, a sword this old I expected it to be very old thing. But yours seem to be in tip top shape. Good care through the ages. Well I must resume my duties and return to Akari. She'll be wanting to check on me. Have a good night." She stated as she closed the door.

Na'ari looked around the room, it was bare yet livable. With a bed and a fireplace. He nodded to himself in small approval as he moved the sword onto a table as he lies down on the bed to get slightly comfortable.