Mardra sits at the large table looking across its expanse to the novice dragon rider, clearly disappointed, along with many other emotions chasing themselves across her face. "So instead of practising your powers, waiting for your dragon to be fully grown, you decide to take on five demons at once? What the hell were you thinking??" The usually calm Master regards you with an almost malicious stare.

To Landon: "Is the little one going to make it?"

She calls to her dragon, narrowing her eyes slightly. She looks at the dragon rider, waiting for an answer. "Well? What in the name of the gods were you thinking?" Her tone, this time, sounds a little concerned, as well.