Carlos had a pre dawn meeting with the Dragon Kings, yet he still had much to do. As always the elves second sight had proved true, Sam was now blubbering into his rum, mourning the loss of his brother Harry. Dwarves may as well be immortal they lived such long lives, a death was a rarity. He had promised Sam they would give Harry a send off fit for a King but first he would still need to accompany Soora to Amalon. The Dragonfire would have to be crafted before it burned away. They were hoping to seal the dragonsteel with the dwarven blue flame to make it even stronger. Time was of the essence.Both dwarves and elves were excellent craftsman, their abilities complimented each other.
Carlos glowered, he also now had the added headache of finding out who was responsible for the nest of n
