User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/The Fatekeeper/@comment-28718853-20161124020325/@comment-28358106-20161126205837

''We remember. We remember well. Our lives are etched into these very halls, so escape  from the past is not possible.''

Aidlis becomes her normal, serious self. '' I was once the ruler of Iveria, a province of Harpies in the realm of Whitemarch. I was the most powerful Dragon on the continent. My life ended when Conrad Wulf used part of My Lord's power to bind me between life and death. I was forced to become Wulf's servant. When my bindings were destroyed by Ibrahim and my soul set free, My Lord took pity on me, and offered His hand to me. ''

''In life I was as many Dragons are. I lived and I ruled as best as I was able, as afforded me by my circumstance. But now I am more powerful than any mortal Dragon could ever hope to be, and I bask in the glory and sanguine love of the Dark Father. ''

Heloise speaks to Cyndwella while looking at Flamer. "Should we tell him our stories, too?"

"I dunno.  Aidlis' is pretty tame.  He's not gonna like them..." Cyndwella smiles her Glasgow smile while licking her fingers.