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Malan looked up from the hide he was poring over as he heard his foster mother's, Shelma, voice shouting, "Malan, there's a dragonrider here to see you! He says it's important! I think he looking for Candidates! You might be a possible Candidate!" Malan was speechless for a moment then yelled," I'm coming! I just gotta put the hide away!" Malan quickly closed up the hide and put it on his bed. Then, he ran down the stairs and out to meet the dragonrider. He stopped in amazement as he saw the massive bronze dragon standing in front of him. Malan then noticed the rider, a tall brown-haired man who looked to be in his mid-twenties, standing below the dragon's head. the man walked up to Malan and said," Hello. I'm N'ray and this is Rioth. We were overflying your cothold and Rioth said we would find a promising Candidate here. So we landed, as you can obviously see." N'ray's eyes glazed over and Malan realized he was talking to his dragon. Malan and his foster mother stood quietly by until N'ray was done talking. "Looks like your a Candidate, lad. Rioth likes you and hopes you get a dragon," N'ray said. "By the way, lad, what's your name?" "My name is Malan, sir. Do you think I'll be able to get a dragon?" Malan asked. N'ray smiled at Malan and said," I hope you do. Rioth is usually right about Candidates" Malan nodded. "Should I go get my stuff?" Malan asked. He ran off immediately when he saw N'ray nod. When he got back, N'ray helped him mount, and then they lifted off. Malan was eagerly looking forward to see what his destiny held in store for him. |
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