The sum of hopes and fears......

"I hoped that I could gain enough political clout that I could eventually bring my father to justice for . . . . the serfs he murdered and failed to help." Fred said in a dark voice. "The man is a blight on the honor of D'Honair. He once came across a peasant in the woods of our lands, and left with his friends. The peasant died. And he . . . . laughed . . . . And I have a sneaking suspicion that I was misdirected by friend of my father into taking on Minetus, instead of the dragon I had thought I was going to face. The one I studied up on has NOTHING on Minestus. Minestus . . . he's a legend among the dragon slayer community. A person would have to be VERY prepared and well equiped to have a hope in Hell of defeating it."

"Enrico." Loam whispers.

Alicia and Fred look at the silver haired werewolf. Loam blinks, coming back to himself, and then decides to tell them . . . . about himself.

1. Loam clears his throat nervously, remembering the road that took him eventually to this island.

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