Zendell the Dragon Dancer,
mother of Drago.

A message to E'Mor and leather wings. She circled four times around the city to get their attention and then landed just outside of the Main Gate and her name was Landward. Her dragon master was a young man that was dressed all in blues and now the Master Messager for the new young Dragon High Lord. He came with a skeleton of a hatching to offer in friendship from the High Lord, he also came with something else, an invitation.

E'Mor called for one of the finest swords to be brought to him. He gave it to the messager and told him that he would be at the Dragon's Keep in three days. The messager nodded, mounted Landward and left as powerful as he arrived.

E'Mor was not the one for games so it came as a complete surprise when he was invited to the Dragon's Keep for a couple of days of games and fun. How could a guy like him turn down such a request? E'Mor did not have a lover at that time. His last one was five years past and he really did need to get away from all of this mess.

E'Mor arrived in style to the Dragon's Keep, complete with Royal Guard and servants. The new Dragon High Lord welcomed him with just as much fan fare as he arrived with. He was just younger then E'Mor, so he had a taste for the finer things in life. E'Mor believed he had earned some unmannered days of partying and womanizing.

The young Dragon High Lord took E'Mor to the center of this mighty fortress. Their main throne was more like a lounging area with nothing more then pillows and mats. They sat on the floor and ate from mates that were in front of them. The main floor was cleared for the dancers. The dragon masters believe that their women were the finest on Quadstar and wanted to show them off. So most women of the Dragon's Keep had very little if any clothes on.

The young Lord took E'Mor to sitting area right in down in from of the dancing area. His pit was lined with large pillows and dragon skins of every color that they come in. Just as they sat down he clapped his hands and servants come with the food, as E'Mor took in all he could they exchanged formalties. E'Mor stressed that bring the world together was something that should be done and that if the Dragon's Keep was with the Royal Throne then others would follow. The young Lord sat and listened to what E'Mor had to say, as big plates were loaded up with meat on the bone and other delights. The young Lord agreed with E'Mor that it was time that the sons mended what the father's destroyed.

After this discussion, the games were started by some of the other dragon masters. Just then, the young High Lord called for the dancers of his hold, none other. He wanted to show them off. All the female dragon dancers danced topless so as if to gain the young Lord's favor. He pointed out his favorites to E'Mor as danced by, but there was one that did not that caught E'Mor's eye. He asked for her name and the young Lord smiled and told him, it was Zendell.

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By Laurlee Harbig

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