Katherine: Narrative 11

We all get in to the SUV, save for Chaud who stays on his motorcycle.  We ride north into the wilderness with Tilk instructing the way.  It does not take long before we reach a quiet village hidden within the woods near Quetico Lake.  As we leave the van, we are approached by an elderly looking man with a short, thin beard resting on his chin. 

“Thank you so very much for freeing Tilk and the other,” the elder speaks in gravelly voice.  “We are a neutral entity.  We keep from interfering with the goings ons within your nation.  Sadly, it does not seem to be reciprocated, Tilk and the other warrior dragons are not the only ones of our kind being held captive.”

Tilk scoffs at the elder and walks off into the village.

“We could help,” I murmur looking at the ground.  I want to help but I feel odd offering up the group like this.

“If you can give me the coordinates of all the known captured dragons, I can input them in Nigel and we can track them down and free them for you no problem,” Chaud offers from behind me.

Chaud begins speaking with the elder gathering all the information about how many dragons have been captured and roughly where they are being held.  I slowly walk back to the SUV, I feel exhausted from everything that has happened today but I am eager to begin releasing the remaining dragons from captivity.  Thalia walks in to the driver’s seat, Eva in to the navigator’s seat, and Ravager slides his way under the seat behind me.  Chaud finishes talking with the elder, and then boards his bike.

We start driving back toward the mountains that Chaud had left the nanites to work on and now it has transformed into an underground home.  Thalia and Chaud call it a base; it looks like a home inside to me.  From the outside, all you can see is just the mountain until you reach a small entrance at the base of the mountain that we can drive our SUV in.  Once you leave from the garage, there it opens into a large living room with a kitchen attached to the side. 

               “Now everyone has their own room set up to meet their specific needs,” Chaud explains.
               “Not everyone,” a large, smoky voice booms throughout the air.  “I have taken your room, Chaud, to meet for my needs.”

               “Who is that?” Thalia exclaims.

               “Tilk,” I whisper under my breath and then I speak up to the group. “It’s the dragon warrior.”