[DL] Z'lec - Marrid

Z'lec entered the medical building. He saw C'tain and D'ssarian standing
over a patient. It was Touth, a seasoned rider, one of the longest dragon
joined they had at Marrid. He walked up behind them, and softly said, "How
is he?"

C'tain turned around and shook his head. He pulled Z'lec a short distance
away. "His dragon didn't survive. He's barely alive. Without Rocos, I don't
think he'll have enough will to survive."

Z'lec looked sadly at his friend. He knew the road would be tough, and most
did not survive. In fact, he didn't know any who had ever survived the loss
of thier dragon. "C'tain, how are the injured doing?"

"Most will be fine, Z'lec. We have lots of fractures and cuts and bruises
that will all heal eventually, some quicker then others. However, I am
concerned about Touth, of course. Also, T'rend's Grall... his wing is bad. I
can't promise he'll have full use of it after it heals. 

"We have a Keldarra rider who fell off his dragon. Apparently the wraiths
have been eating away at the straps. He's going to be fine.  He was lucky;
there were a couple that were not." The healer said grimly.

"I'm going to need a tally of everyone you've got in here. Plus those who
were here and did not survive. I have a list of the dragons who have died,
right here," he said taping his head. "But I'd still like a complete report
when you get a chance."

C'tain nodded and went on to the next patient.

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[DL] Darlea

Arriving at Norwall, Darlea sought out Joquel, the WarrenLady. Finding her
in her office, she explained the trouble at Marrid and that the DragonLady
requested assistance.

Joquel immediately ordered a large wing together and sent them to Marrid
with Darlea leading the way. Darlea was pleased, she had gotten two warrens
the send wings to help. Now she wanted to get to Marrid and see how things
were going.

The broke into the skies over Marrid to a devastated Warren. Darlea couldn't
believe this was the same place she had been just a week ago visiting. It
had been a happy place then, but now this.... She could hardly bear to look.

<M'ressan sends his thanks,> said Makayla. Normally Darlea would have
flushed with delight at such attentions from him. But her eyes were
frantically searching the skies for Porthios.

<We're supposed to go back now, Darlea-pet. Remember you promised you'd
follow directions.> admonished the rider on her back.

<But what about Porthios... and Daddy?>

<Porthios says they're both fine. We can come back later. He says not to
come down, there is too much going on... we would just be in the way.>

Reluctantly, Darlea allowed Makayla to head back to Keldarra, though she
really wanted to see D'nar. At least she knew they were okay. That was most
important. She certainly didn't want to be in the way. As she teleported
back she noticed the wraiths seemed to be running from the Warren. Perhaps
victory was quickly approaching.

--Darlea & Makayla
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