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Isadora gave a sigh as she watched the knights and lords run around preparing for war. In the distance loud cries of anguish and steady bloodshed was occurring. She picked up her skirts and started to walk at a fast past. In the corridor she could hear hushed voices speaking about a dragonrider? She hadn't heard that word in ages -- not since she was a child. Legend was they had all died out. She went to the library and picked out a book before reading through gasping at the information she found. She bit down on her lip before going and asking the people that had been having the conversation where they thought he might be. Once they told her, she thanked them before finding the knight she knew was a good friend of hers and asked him if he would aid her.

Soon enough she had her cloak on, a bag of food and was on her way to find the last dragonrider to help her in saving her kingdom.

Tyler had been hiding out, it had become a necessary part of his survival. As the conflict raged on to the north, slowly moving south as the kingdom lost territory; Tyler knew he had to keep his existence secret. It had been an age since dragons had been seen, having been hunted down. It had been even longer since a mortal had befriended one.

Tyler had left his only friend two days hike away in the mountains. He was fairly confident that a dragon could survive on it's own for awhile. He needed to pick up some supplies. He was oblivious to the fact that villagers had seen them fly into the region.

Tyler had made his way to a small farming village, cradled in the shadow of a large mountain to the east. The town was quiet and had very few visitors, but did regular business with the capital. Tyler had been staying at the inn, for several days at this point, he was waiting on the supplies he'd requested to be organised.

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Isadora made sure to keep her cloak over her face wrapped around her lips so only her sapphire eyes shone through. She made her way through the woods, having her guard wear common clothes. She didn't want to be recognized. She bit down on her lip asking someone from the village where she could find a stranger who had just rode into town.

Glancing around, she made her way through the town before heading towards the inn. She asked the innkeeper where she could find the man, before turning her eyes to see a man with light colored hair and made her way over. She sat down lightly having everything covered but her eyes.

Glancing around, she leaned forward and asked in a hushed voice, "Are you the dragonrider?" She had her hands in her cloak gripping onto a small dagger the guard behind her had asked her to keep in her hands at all times. She watched him wondering how he was going to react.

Tyler was growing anxious, he felt the subtle pull towards his dragon, that all rider's felt when away from their partner's. He wanted to get out of town, and back into the isolated regions of the empire. It was clear something was plaguing his thoughts.

As the chair next to him was pulled out from the bar. Tyler, who was sitting at the bar wrapped tight in a cloak, looked across at the arrival. He spied her sapphire eyes and clean face; which tipped him that she wasn't a local. He focused on the blade strapped to his leg; prepared to use it.

Tyler was a little surprised to hear the question; after all the dragon riders were thought to be myths. He sat back slightly, before standing, "You're misinformed," he said before turning quickly and heading for the door. As he turned, his cloak frilled out, allowing the guard standing behind her to catch a glimpse of the armour he was wearing. Tyler was wearing a crudely put together, ill fitting, dragon scale plate.

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Isadora heard his words and her thoughts grew anxious. What if she was harassing a stranger for no good reason? What if they really were a myth. She was going to leave him alone before she felt her guard, Sebastian, lay a gentle hand on her shoulder nodding his head lightly. She glanced back, catching a glimpse of his armor and gasped softly.

She rose to her feet before gently unwrapping the cloth around her lips and nose. She let it fall to the ground, revealing her gorgeous features before her hands lifted to remove her hood showing her ebony colored hair that fell to her shoulder and fell off down her back to her butt.

Her sapphire eyes shone brightly as she lifted her voice lightly to speak. "Please leave us." She was speaking to everyone in the tavern. One glance in her direction and everyone had left. She nodded her head at Sebastian letting him know he could stand in front of the door. "Please. Just hear me out." She whispered to Tyler her eyes pleading as she did so.

Tyler paused, surprised to see the tavern empty so quickly. He moved his hand up under his cloak, and brushed his hand over a hidden mark on his arm, mumbling a few words in a language no one spoke.

His eyes flicked up to look at her, "You quite literally have two minutes, then even your thug won't be able to stop me leaving," he said calmly. "and it wouldn't be very good for the villagers," he added far more threateningly. He couldn't very well have his friend show to rescue him, then leave people alive, dragons are supposed to be extinct.

He pulled the cloak off of his head revealing his dirty blonde hair. His neck had a small scar across it, and his armour was far more noticeable now.

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Isadora heard his words and moved forward hearing his threat holding up a hand for Sir Sebastian to stand down. "It's fine, Sebastian. And he's not a thug. He's my guard." She murmured. "But don't you dare hurt the villagers." Her expression changed to one of stubborness as well as anger. "They have nothing to do with this. Leave them out of it." Her voice rang strongly throughout the air.

"I just want to talk. I'm not keeping you in here. The only reason Sebastian is standing at the door to make sure no one comes in." She told him her bright eyes watching him lightly. "Please. I need your help." She frowned softly feeling herself begining to get upset. Her hands clutched one another as she trembled. "I trust that you have heard of the war going on?" She murmured softly.

She raised her eyes to look into his. "I want you to help these people be free of their families dying from this war. I'll give you anything you want if you'll just help my kingdom." Her eyes were pleading as she watched him.

Tyler turned looking at Sebastian for a moment, as the guard stood down Tyler relaxed. He flicked his cloak over his shoulder before rolling up his sleeve. His arm was covered in strange markings, he traced one of them, and mumbled in the strange language again.

"I've called my friend off for now," he assured her. He looked back at her, 'Of course I've heard of the war, why do you think I've taken so much effort to keep my nature hidden," he said calmly. He moved towards the bar and poured himself a drink.

"Every kingdom, wants help to win this war, but none of them want to negotiate a peaceful solution," he commented. He looked back at her, "don't you find that strange," he asked.

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Isadora watched him relax and was glad that she could calm his concerns as well as get him to call off his friend. She sat down on a stool crossing her legs underneath her dress. She raised her eyes to look at him.

She nodded her head and sighed softly before saying, "That's none of my business. I don't know if you travel much or anything of your nature. None of that is of my concern so much as asking for aid." She admitted to him running a hand throughout her hair.

She snroted hearing his words. "Stubborn kings. Too much pride for either one of them to be the first to say it." She spat clenching her fists on her lap. SHe relaxed. "In place of my father, the king, I am formally asking you for your help." She told him. She then realized she hadn't introduced herself. "I'm Isadora Ryder. It's a pleasure to meet you." She told him holding her hand out to shake his.

Tyler listened to her carefully, "well this is the first time I've been in a town for at least two seasons," he told her. He sipped his drink, "do you why I have to do that?" he asked her genuinely curious if she had any idea about how the empire were the ones to hunt down the Dragon riders last century.

He walked towards her, "Does your stubborn father, know you are here?" he asked. He looked a Sebastian, "my guess is no, otherwise he'd have insisted on sending you with more guards," he added. He moved to the door, "I'll think about it, Isadora," he said.

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Isadora watched him and nodded her head before blinking hearing his question. "No. This is the first i've ever heard of a Dragon Rider. I was told as a child that your kind was a myth. I overheard some people speaking about you in the castle and decided to come see for myself and ask for help."

"No. He would never have let me out of the castle if he knew I was asking for help for fear of looking weak. Personally, I don't care. We are in need of help, and if he won't ask, I will." She spoke softly raising her chin to look at him. She watched him move to the door and sighed softly. "What is your name?" She asked him biting down on her lip a little.

Tyler looked at her, "Do some research on us, maybe you'll learn who you need to convince," he said plainly. He chuckled lightly, "well, consider your request for help noticed," he said.

He looked at Sebastian, then back at the princess, "My name is Tyler, next time we talk, be more informed," he said calmly. He left the tavern, after handing a crumpled piece of paper to Sebastian.

The paper contained single line of text, 'We're heading north, passing by the castle in three days, leave a sign only I will see."

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Isadora frowned hearing his words and said, "What do you mean, who I need to convince?" She was confused. She thought she needed to convince him.

She watched him and nodded her head and sighed softly. She watched him leave the tavern running a hand over her face feeling confused. She didn't know what to do. She watched Sebastian show her the paper and nodded her head lightly.

She headed back to the castle stuck in her thoughts. Three days from then she'd have to learn everything she could about Dragon Riders. She wasn't even sure there was information about them in the library.

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Tyler raised his hood and made his way out of the village. He met up with his dragon, in a clearing of the forest, having called him closer. Under cover of darkness, together they took flight, heading for the mountains once more.

Over the next day, Tyler debated with dragon about the events, and the proposal. He was getting stressed, annoyed that the kings wouldn't do anything to stop the war, but weren't the ones dying in it. Mythandarian, Tyler's dragon, didn't want to help, remembering the devastation caused by the kingdoms barely an age ago, he felt that this war was their justice, for wiping out all the dragons.

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The following day Isadora took the library busying herself with trying to learn more information on Dragon Riders. She frowned to herself seeing that there was barely any information. Instead, she decided to ask around. Instead of answering, they all seemed to dodge the question. She went to her mother to ask about it finally getting a clear answer.

When she heard the reason why they were gone, she gasped covering her mouth in horror. She shook her head and turned away listening to her mother. She sighed and nodded her head before going outside feeling nauseous. She wouldn't have asked if she had known. She held onto her stomach lightly shutting her eyes tightly. Running a hand through her hair, she stared off into the wilderness from her balcony.

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Tyler convinced Mythandarian to fly north, near the castle. He convinced him to let Tyler speak with her again, hoping that maybe she'd have a clearer idea of exactly what she had been asking the other day.

Mythandarian crouched down and looked at Tyler, as they stood in an open clearing. Brother, I know you hate seeing the humans hurt, but they deserve punishment for their deeds," he communicated. Tyler looked up at him, "I know, but these aren't the same humans, maybe it'll be different," he pleaded.
"Nothing ever is different, but I want to teach you something, so I can be with you when you meet her again," The soothing voice echoed through Tyler's head.

After undergoing a great deal of pain, and the altering of one of the runic scars on his arm. Tyler found himself staring down at his own body from an elevated angle. "Good work Brother, now we can see through each others eyes, if we so wish."

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Isadora ate breakfast slowly until she made it through the castle feeling anxious as she knew that Tyler was supposed to appear that day. She pulled at her skirts as she made her way throughout her castle.

Making it into her room, she walked onto her balcony and leaned against it watching the clouds and just daydreaming at the moment. Hearing her door open, she glnaced back seeing Sebastian. "It is time, Princess." He told her bowing. She simply nodded before following him throughout the corridors of the castle.

Once he had stopped, she hadn't been paying attention causing her to run into his back. She blinked stepping back a little more. She apologized and then frowned looking around. "Is this where we are meeting him?" She questioned in a hushed voice.

Tyler sighed as the day came and they had to head out. He looked at his friend and smiled weakly, "thank you for letting me see her again," he said. Mythandarian bowed low, "Maybe she know's why its so hard to get involved now," he thought. Tyler smiled softly, "We can only see, keep high as we fly over," he said.

Tyler climbed onto Mythandarian back, and prepared himself. With the great beating of his wings, the large dragon lifted off into the sky, heading towards the capital. They were high up, looking down for some sort of sign, so Tyler knew where to meet, the Princess. They were also watching for signs that it was some sort of trap.

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Isadora glanced around biting down on her lip gently hearing Sebastian chattering to her saying maybe he just got held up. She sighed before hearing wind and murmured, "Maybe that's him. Can you send a signal?" She asked him, turning to look at Sebastian so he knew she was asking not telling. He gave a nod.

Standing back, Isadora watched as Sebastian lit something sending smoke into the air. She bit down on her lip lightly pacing a little while she waited for the dragon rider to appear. She didn't know what to think at the moment. She just knew two kingdoms were suffering. She also knew that they had nearly made a whole race extinct from fear. She shook her head to herself lightly.

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