Restless. (open)

[Zilar]

Zilar walked though Dragonhaven deep in thought. He was thinking about his deceased wife and his daughter who he has never met. If he had have things his way both would be with him right now.. But The slayers killed his wife and now his daughter is living with the elf's. It pained him he could not see his daughter Taji. Though besides the thoughts of his family other things weighed heavily on his mind. Draykos's team had been gone for a long time now. He was worried they may have ran into slayers, though he just hopped they where just having some minor difficulties. He a waited his return with news if his daughter, and perhaps the next leader of the drakón. Zilar wished he could have gone but he had to stay here. Zilar then shook his head, he needed to clear his mind.. Perhaps the training grounds would help.. He then started to make his way to place in question.

[Kraken]

Oblivion was already in the training grounds. Waiting around was dull. He had finally finished up with the council. Done with those oh so high and holy. His fist went straight through a training dummy. He frowned, and twisted his wrist to remove it. Nice thing about scales, no splinters. He saw Zillar approaching. What was this old one doing?

[Zilar]

As Zilar came closer to the training grounds, he did not notice that Oblivion was there. He was still rather deep in thought, it was not untill he was in the training grounds that he looked up to see Oblivion. Zilar stopped and blinked, he had not expacted to see anyone here at this time. Well he found himself to be wrong. Zilar gave a small bow in respect to Oblivion, as he did with everyone. " Hello Oblivion, It is a pleasure to see you this fine day." Zilar said with a small smile. " I was going to train a little to pass the time... But if you are busy here I can return at a later time."