As Macrisse introduces himself to the tiny dragon, he notices something in its eyes. Before him is the spirit of true dragon, one which used to possess great power.
"It was no act of mercy. Merely an exersize in practicality."
Caltrop shakes his head and whispers to himself.
"But a few years ago I would never consider associating with a... silver."
He looks back upon his would-be companion.
"Then again, the old ways have failed me before."
His voice returns to full volume as he returns his full attention to Macrisse.
"I am known by others as Caltrop the Odd."
"It was no act of mercy. Merely an exersize in practicality."
Caltrop shakes his head and whispers to himself.
"But a few years ago I would never consider associating with a... silver."
He looks back upon his would-be companion.
"Then again, the old ways have failed me before."
His voice returns to full volume as he returns his full attention to Macrisse.
"I am known by others as Caltrop the Odd."