Serpentis Family/Erik Eyolf/The White Tower
Erik enjoyed the view of Avamar from its highest and mighty white tower. He spent the day investigating the ancient temple and the libraries containing the story of Avamar under domain of Sirion, about the Sirion States and the history of the rebellious realm founded in the city. They had a good sense of humor. The Silver Dragon put the Ruron's Shield of Protection over the window. His many flags also wavered under the firelight in the highest towers of the fortress. From there he had a good view of the Sirion River and the gulf beyond Elmbar. Under de moonlight. And he saw the fire ascending to the sky. He smiled.
Erik Eyolf: "Sweet young dragons learning the fire breath. Old toothless dragons spitting acid. Learning to fly and learning to fall. Old red dragons leaving. Lords and Knights fighting for new positions. So many good changes. And so many opportunities for more changes..."
The hand went to the Sacred Sword. The sword was very damaged from the last battles against the Sultanate. Even some old damages from the last battles against Fontan.
Erik Eyolf: "Time to fly once again. The Silver Dragon knows how to fly for a long time. Fierce claws and fangs. Many enemies already burned under a powerful fire breath. Let's face them once again."
Time for war and glory.
