Thrall shook his head. 'I do not know if this is a test, a trap, or something else. I do not understand.' 'Are you sure it was Ysera?' 'It was a huge green dragon.' Sal snapped, then Lower the sound to continue the dialogue. 'And ...... I feel it was her.' 'Is not a test or a trap is not important. It seems like a trivial task is not important. If you are asked to do something Ysera, you should . mmors go, Sal. '' But I'm here to help - 'Agra with his hand covering the Saar's hand. 'Now you do not need is not the help you need to provide not completed yesterday you saw the -... We have all seen now you no good to anyone on earth ring is, for the tribe is. , for me, too, but you certainly is. 'Sal face some distortion, but the sound of Agra and no anger or contempt. Indeed, her voice and her hands attached to his hands as he could remember than since a period of time to be gentle. 'Al Gore, My Love.' She continued. 'To do it. To follow the requirements of guardian dragon, do not care about it in the end is big or small. Go, take back what you've learned.' She teased like a smile. 'You're not in the entry rituals learned a lot from it?' Sal recalled his introductory ceremony Garadar, it seems a long time before things. He recalled that he was asked to wear a plain robe, recalling what you get reminders should find a balance in a shaman's pride and humility. He refused to think of a guardian dragon of the requirements that not very humble. Thrall inhaled deep breath, holding for a while, then slowly exhale the air. 'I will go.' He said.
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