Stavanger Bay sold my red horse for a venture home

He watched as the Smokestep leaped down from the boulder, and landed before him. Smoke asked for the names, and Engel nodded...even though he had only been told the name of one of them. "Well, Drageda...that's one of the nice ones. The one that was rather rude gave no name, and the other...was somewhat distracted" he said, giving off another grin.

"They are all east of us. The one named Drageda is on some cliffs, and the other nice one is in some forest." That left the unkind one, but he hadn't gotten a good look as he had not been there for long.