Marek hummed gently to Spiricia, His low grumbleing tones gentle, As he flew seemingly effortlessly through the sky. Marek Slim yet muscled figure had made him popular back in training, alone with him calm deep voice, and calm, jolly nature, popular with the females as well although Marek acted a gentlemen around them all politely rejecting them. He sighed, he had been popular but like his rider he kept mostly to himself, well him and Hattie. He heard the dragoness's reply and he nodded his head to her and then spoke " May i know your name" his gentlemen like ways were not forced or thorught about the flowed smoothly from Marek. AS he glided keeping level so his rider and the other could talk.

Hatinika kept her dark gaze on the elvish girl, she had noticed small details by now. She Sat and listened to her questions, her dark gaze never leaveing her, as she finished, Hatinika streched sightly then looked back at the girl and went on to answer her questions" Becuase you seemed to be clever, i have a knack for seeing things in people that are not that ovbious to begin with. No one in their right mind would serve Vanir and those who do do it for money, power, and safety, many fear vanir once they know what he is and many don't have a choice, many swear their allgience to Vanir, just to stay alive. I wanted to give you the choice before Vanir made your choice for you" She paused letting hte girl take it all in, then she skipped a question, she was going to go back to it later " Vanir as i have seen him in a crual man, He plans to rule Alagaesia, and will kill anyone int he way, he wants the riders to be his slaves, having each one swear their lotalty to him in the ancient tounge " she sighed, vanir wanted hatinika back probabaly hatinika knew how to get back to Bista, and Vanir had a debt to settle with Bista. She would never betray those who trained her, she had looked down then she returned her Storm like gaze to the girl " I am Hatinika, Second in command of the New Varden" She said her eyes were gleaming, her eyewere intense, not dull, they sometimes shone with the lonelyness of her childhood but she hated showing others her emotions. Although her Anger normally showed itself.

Maza Kept Steady, easily Matching Spiricia's Pace. He Hummed Lightly ontent for now, the gnetle deep humming comeing from deep in him. AS Spiricia spoke, he listened, genuinely interested and taking in her name and remembering it along with her rider's. He nodded her head to her and then eyed the smoke and chuckled lightly, she was trying to show off, he felt vain thinking of it but he was used to it. but he merely smiled and carried on so their riders could contiue talking, His Deep Red Crimsone scales shining as his Vermillion eyes gazed gently to Spiricia He then spoke again in that deep voice " Call my Rider Hattie, Hatinika is sometiems a bit of a mouthful and she prefers Hattie" He snorted, smoke rising from his nostials as he continued, he wasn't eve flaping his wings, just seemingly effortlessly gliding.

Hatinika heard her whisper but only jsut her acute sense of hearing jsut picking it up as the wind battered through them. She atchurlly knew nothing of the old Varden having lived in Bista all her life. As she spoke about Vanir being the new Empire, she remembered Skorpio mentioning the Empire being the name of the system ran by the tyrant Galbatorix. She shrugged " Sort of yes although Vanir can call himself what he likes, he was he is though and basically he is the New Empire" She eyed girl gently, perfefctly balenced on Maza no straps, not holding on, just sitting as though he was a stationary chair.