Ayla watched the four new additions to their twosome with open curiosity as they all introduced themselves. Ardoris on the other hand kept his facial expressions extremely guarded, judging and weighing up the other dragons and humans without uttering a word. However, when the spirit dragon opened her mouth to speak, he allowed a flicker of shock to pass over his features. He had believed their race to be a myth until now. Many of the fire Tribe had scoffed at the idea of a Spirit Tribe, but eventually there was an element of truth behind the legends, for here she stood. It also appeared, he observed, that the same Fate had befallen these dragons as they had betrayed their Tribes and passed through the forbidden portals in order to come to into the Human World. And whether it was luck, or intelligence that had brought them all to the same place, they were gathered together. Hopefully, as an united force rather than a warring one. Although no Water Dragon had made their presence known, Ardoris knew he would bury any feud in the hope that they could be at peace and he could save his father. Of course, that might not hold true for the other Tribes. Who knew what the Light Dragon would do if she happened across a Dark Dragon.

"I too believe we have all gathered here with a common goal in mind. I have betrayed the very laws of my kind to prevent the eruption of a war that will only bring destruction. However, a single human and dragon cannot stop this outbreak by themselves. I can only say that we are lucky that others had the sense to take it upon ourselves to see that this asinine war does not occur. We may be able to find answers here in the ruins of our ancestors. Doing so together may be beneficial, as our numbers will make up for our current lack of power."

Ardoris' eyes flickered to the Spirit Dragon and he nodded his head in response. "I could not agree more. In this we must be a united force, we must stand together in order to prevent such a war from ravaging this world. Our ancestors fought tooth and claw to protect the humans and now our own members turn against their history. It cannot be and we shall not let it." He glanced around at the small group, wishing that a few others had joined them. Well there was time yet. In any case, he hoped they could find answers here, something to guide them in their cause. Anything. Ayla was watching him carefully, though he had no idea what was on the young woman's mind. It was obviously something she didn't want him to know, as her gaze flickered away the instant their eyes connected. Frowning slightly, he spread his wings and flapped so that he was hovering at head height (for the human's). Just as he was about to ask another question, another voice echoed around the Ruins. Once again, him and Ayla turned as one towards the source. A sudden thought of how in sync they were already crossed his mind, but he allowed it to slip away, concentrating on the task at hand.

"What's going on here? Who are you four?"

To Ardoris utter and complete shock a dragon moved into a defensive stance, in front of Cerena and her human (whose name he had already forgotten). A Dark Tribe Dragon. Well, that took him by surprise. For a second he could do nothing more than stare openly at the trio. It was Ayla was stepped forwards. This time she hadn't drawn her bow, for she had figured one dragon against the six of them stood no chance. However, it was clear he was already on speaking terms with two of them.

"Well hello. We mean no harm, we were simply introducing ourselves. We're...allies." She had been about to say friends, but it seemed too strong of a word at that time. "I am Ayla and this is Ardoris, Son of Fernis from the Fire Tribe. We've formed a human and dragon pact and I'm assuming many of us here have as well. We're not here to attack. We want to help to prevent the war." Smiling, she stepped forwards and held out a hand to the little black dragon, as a form of introduction.

"Hey! I know you're up there! Show yourself!"

Zephyr froze like a startled cat next to Xensa. "Blood and ashes! They caught me! What do I do?!", the small dragon hissed to his human companion. They were both barely concealed by the edge of the building and the shadows made them difficult to spot. Xensa's mind still raced, trying to find a way to back out or confront this challenging man. For a few moments, he pondered. He carries himself like a swordsman. I have no doubt that he knows how to use that weapon. Chances are I could probably fare well against him, but fate has funny ways of working in combat between men. Do I try to talk my way out of it? If only I had better time to prepare... He crossed his arms. Maybe if I...

"Xensa! We have to make a choice now! We don't know what he'll do! Do something, human!", cried Zephyr as he butted his way into Xensa's thoughts. The little dragon was circling him at a quick pace, clearly perturbed. Behind his silver mask, he scowled in irritation. "I was trying to think of a plan, you little lizard. Now I have no idea what to do. I'm going to try to talk it out with him. Don't reveal yourself unless you absolutely have to." He paused for a moment, then flicked the dragon on the head. "Don't interrupt me when I'm thinking about something like this again. Or you might serve as a distraction." Zephyr opened his mouth to retort but was silenced by Xensa's upraised hand. Xensa stood, spreading his arms wide as he revealed himself to Sikes.

"Pardon my intrusion, sir! I didn't mean to pry. When I heard voices, I couldn't help but investigate! Curiosity and all that. I mean you no harm, really. I had traveled to these ruins at the behest of a friend, he has strange notions that there might be some hidden secret left in these ruins by the dragons. I told him it was ridiculous, but he's paying good gold for me to find out what I can. What, may I ask, are you up to sir...." Xensa trailed off, waiting for the man below to reply.

Stella watched as things unfolded. They were pretty fortunate that they found most of the people. At this time, she felt it was best to pay attention to all that were around. While it seemed they did share a common goal, she still didn't know these people and Stella knew it would be a mistake on her part to trust them right away. Besides, past experiences taught her otherwise to get too connected to people because she didn't want to risk losing anyone else. However, this was hard to do now especially since she could feel her connection with Cerena grow more. It was then she heard voices from above and looked up and thought she saw more people. One voice she thought it was Sikes.

"We have more company people." she said to the group.

Like her partner, Cerena felt it was necessary to keep silent. However, she did look up when Stella pointed to the new arrivals.

((Sorry it's short, but it's to help jog my memory.))

Blah, blah blah blah blah, Oneiroi and Ardoris sure could talk a lot. Although, they weren't doing that much talking at all, but he could only keep himself amused and awake by sending his partner funny facial expressions that may or may not be poking fun of her sense of superiority for so long. He was tired, what he really wanted to do was sink down to the floor and shut his eyes, allowing them to crust over in a deep slumber that lasted for maybe twenty four or more hours. His body ached, though he no longer felt like he was in terrible pain, or in the brink of total mutilation. Instead drowsiness picked at him, whispering for him to lie down and fall into an unconscious bliss, to dream of food that had actual taste and clean, clear water.

Eros yawned, Oneiroi looked pleased with the response she got from the others, especially from the fire dragon who agreed with her words. He was happy for her, really, she seemed so sour and lost at times, maybe being around her own kind would allow her to lighten up. He didn't know what it was like to be a dragon, but he did know what it was like to have a fate of only observing the world below, never to interact with it. It was lonely, desolate, where the days blended in with one and the faces around you drifted by until they were familiar, yet still unknown. Though, if Oneiroi got to be around other dragons, it meant that Eros got to be around their human companions, and maybe this would become the first time he ever made a friend outside of the castle walls.

"What's going on here? Who are you four?"

He flinched, turning his head around to look at another dragon. How many were there? This one was covered in black, shiny scales and carried an air of composure, nobility, confidence and a sense of being superior. It reminded him of Oneiroi, but didn't, they weren't the same though they were similar. Maybe it was the way they held themselves, willing to lead and split oceans, erode mountains to reach the result they wanted. He was already getting a bad feeling that this might mean they were in store for some disagreements and even worse power struggles, instead of an unlikely partnership between two stubborn personalities. Eros would hold his tongue though, and hope that his assumption would turn out to be false.

Oneiroi stepped forward, and he wondered if she would ever tire of introducing herself, proud and undaunted. "And we are the same. I am Oneiroi of the Spirit Tribe." He sighed when she didn't take the time to introduce him as well, she didn't even look at him! She was definitely angry with him for acting silly instead of serious, and would probably get an earful later. "I'm Eros Bisset, Oneiroi's human companion, ready to defeat evil." His tone was sanguine, complete with a matching smile and upright posture, unlike his previous tired body language. This got Oneiroi to glance back at him, and even if she didn't have pupils he could tell that she was immaturely rolling her eyes.