Hacesh nodded. ”Then we'll up there soon and finish them off, enemies to you are enemies to others, can't have that.” Hacesh replied. ”These lands are bountiful, raiders and bandits are just evil and lazy, they don't want to work for what they need, so they steal from those that have it and can't defend themselves. They have always been a scourge on the lands, one I am afraid will never go away, but we can contain them where we can.” He knew of course that some bandits did what they did, or started out that way because at the time they had nothing else in their life. No other chances or opportunities and survival always won out so they did what they had to do to get buy, but once they started and were labelled it was hard to get out of that kind of life.
”Yes, I'll head up there with you for sure. I can fly us, unless you can make a portal, it would be fastest I think.” Hacesh replied to her about the situation in the desert up North. He was worried, that was clear, he was old enough to know a lot, and some of it was about the old Gods and what they could be capable of if they ever were woken up.
But the topic turned far more personal for Varsha as Hacesh spoke as comforting of words as he could think of to help boost her up with her self image. She replied and he smiled listening carefully and patiently to what she had to say, about her tattoos and how her mother had done them for her, smiling when she winked at him about the gold. She wasn't too far off on that, Hacesh had a hording instinct like most dragons, his horde well hidden in the Highlands, so gold, in almost any form, he liked. But rare forms and the purest was something special indeed!
She explained the meaning of them, the guidance that they provided and how they had got her home and everything. ”It's a beautiful meaning, Varsha. Family is incredibly important, sadly we dragons don't always work that way.” He chuckled. ”Yes, I do have children out there in the world, and I would know any of them just by sight, no matter how much time had past. I haven't seen any of them in many years, but I know there are out there alive and well, and they know the area that I am in and can come find me any time if they need something. Sometimes I feel like I should be with them more, but they're grown up, they don't need me around, but if they did I'd be there for them in a heartbeat.”
Varsha returned the kiss to the side of his face and he smiled at the action as she spoke on. The resolve in her voice was heartening to him to hear. ”You are most welcome, my dear Varsha.” He replied with a smile. ”Walk the path you wish, be it beside her, or even in front, but do not follow in her shadow. Cast your own light, like the light shining from your eyes right now, I can see the resolve in them.” It was his turn to wink now as things went back to the business at hand with the bandits.
He nodded and at her last comment made a dragon's version of raising a brow before grinning, interesting comment. He took a few steps back and shifted back into his full form again and stretched. ”Either sit between my wings or on the back of my neck just behind my horns it is steadiest. I won't be flying high even if they see us coming they won't be expecting me to attack them, chances are they have seen fly over head before.” He lowered himself down before taking wing into the air.
His size gave him stability for the most part and while he wasn't overly fast at the moment his wing span and strength of each flap propelled him a good distance each time. The camp came into view and he could see the damage that Varsha had already done but that there were still bandits milling about making repairs. They saw him coming of course, but when he dropped lower and started to breath fire down on them and the figure riding upon him they understood what was happening. Some arrows flew up at him but they bounced off of his scales as he wheeled in the air and back around for another pass with another blast of fire.
He made one last pass like this before landing to allow Varsha off so they could inspect the camp and make sure that everything was it should be; dead and/or on fire. It wasn't elegant work but it was necessary work and once finished both drow and dragon were happy it was over. ”It is done.” Hacesh noted, still in full form and watched Varsha to make sure that she was alright.
With the situation settled here, Varsha climbed back on again and Hacesh took wing once more, though now he flew much higher then before to head to the desert. He created a barrier, if she wished, around her to keep the wind and cold from making her uncomfortable.
The flight was easy and his arrival caused a bit of tension until Varsha dismounted and he shifted forms. From there Hacesh was introduced to the Goddess of Life for a few moments until work took her where she was needed. After that Varsha and Hacesh parted ways for now, Hacesh heading out to the join the fight away and Varsha doing what she needed to do before hand.
