Lyrran's emerald eyes passed over the outer wall of the capital of the Empire. While he was a few miles from the city, he could still see it's enormity. How close to evil he was! He could feel the weight in his pack of the egg he'd found. Yes, he'd decided it was an egg, if not a dragon egg then something else.

The roan mare pranced anxiously under him. He laid his hand against her neck, murmuring some soothing words, and that calmed her down, but he could feel she was still nervous. She could feel it too, probably better than he could. The evil and despair that eminated from the city. Animals were said to know where bad things were, and when bad things were going to happen. Obviously this mare could sense this was a bad place.

Lyrran pressed her forward, galloping away from the city. The longer he stayed around, the more likely he was going to be detected, and he had to move toward Surda. Maybe he'd stop at Belatona and see if he can get any information on any resistance. He would like to see the city that was famed for its artisians.

-Lyrran has left the area-