Dragoncrest Cliffs break some bread for all my sins

He speaks first and immediately she classifies him as an outsider. He may have been part of Drageda before her but he is not one of their own. He is not from Seageda, or any of the other branches, and the corners of her lips quiver, stifling a smirk in his presence.

“I am Ajatar,” she tells him though she adds nothing else. Pale green eyes scan over his form and she can at least admit they made a good choice. Outsider he may be but he makes up for it in size and what she can only assume is strength.