Legends of Belariath
Sarai
Part 15: Morgan Drakewing
Today I caught up with Morgan Drakewing, a knight or something, I dont know...
MorganDrakewing nods, then goes to sit at his normal red couch by the fire, his second home as some joked, letting Sarai sit at the other end. "Well, for starters, my first name isn't Morgan...it's actually Dekkard. Morgan is my middle name, but I guess that's not the type of information you'd want at the beginning, right?"
sarai{Ehl} blinked slowly and beginning to write "your name is Dekkard?...Why hide it?"
MorganDrakewing “That was my father's name. I used Morgan so I wouldn't get confused for him. See, he was a soldier in the Saraphan before me. Dad had lots of old army friends.”
sarai{Ehl} “erm...whats a Saraphan?..Sounds like a duck”
MorganDrakewing "A Saraphan is a northern human kingdom made up of several duchy’s. It was named after the cult of the dragon goddess Syune that had started in that region."
sarai{Ehl} “Soooo....these duckys made a kingdom after a dragon? Wouldn’t it have made more sense to make it after a duck Sir?”
MorganDrakewing nods, chuckling. "To be honest, ducks are considered sacred in some of the farmlands. Signs of fertility, you see. That and mandrakes."
sarai{Ehl} “Sooo....well...why come here?”
MorganDrakewing “I was let go by the military. Told I wouldn't amount to shit. After I talked to my father, he suggested I come south...start a new life, learn more about the dragons in the mountains. I guess it was mostly to catch up with my people and their roots as servants of Syune.”
sarai{Ehl} “But we arent in the mountains down here”
MorganDrakewing “I had to pass through the mountains to get from my house to Nanthalion. Back then, it was just more of a village, and the inn was the focus of it all.”
sarai{Ehl} “oh, ok, so what did you do?”
MorganDrakewing "Well, first I looked for a job at the Arena that was opening up, or one of the weapon schools. I ended up hitting on the wife of a fellow known as Sha-Ka. That wasn't a good start, let me tell you. Glad I got away in one piece. After then, I starfted bounty hunting."
sarai{Ehl} “did you ever find your holy duck?”
MorganDrakewing “Duck? No...hadn't found a duck. I Did find Victoria. She had wings, and served as my partner and confidante. We formed DragonRose together. We take in souls new to the area, and offer them shelter alternatively from the Inn and help set them up in the community."
sarai{Ehl} “do you give them a duck to settle them in then?”
MorganDrakewing "No, no...no ducks. Though we did help a swan maiden once. Does that count?"
sarai{Ehl} “Erm...Im not sure...maybe...did she have feathers and lay eggs?...Do ducks lay eggs or is that chickens?”
MorganDrakewing “No, they both lay eggs. The swan maidens just had wings...I'm not sure...but it's...what's this about ducks? It's about the name Drakewing isn't it?”
sarai{Ehl} “well you said the duckys made a kingdom, so..ducks must be important”
MorganDrakewing “No no...they were named after a cult of DRAGONS, not ducks. The drakewing name usually meant that the family had the task of cleaning and caring for a dragon's wings.”
sarai{Ehl} “oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh so do you know the kitchen dragon then?”
MorganDrakewing raises his eyebrow. "I heard about the brave kitten and the frypan of doom, but not the kitchen dragon. Who's he? Or she?
sarai{Ehl} “he’s about this big *holds out her arms* breathes fire, collects ribbons and eats cookies, he’s friends with the cellar dragon"
MorganDrakewing is silent for a bit, then nods. "Sounds like it saves some labor on trash disposal."
sarai{Ehl} “he’s been away....”
MorganDrakewing “Oh...poor thing. Well, when you see it again, let me know and I can try to talk to it.”
sarai{Ehl} “ohkay”
MorganDrakewing “Anything else you wanted to ask?”
sarai{Ehl} “erm...yes..if you could sum all this up in one word, what would it be and why?”
MorganDrakewing “All of what in one word? The interview or the inn?”
sarai{Ehl} “anything”
MorganDrakewing “Unpredictable.”
sarai{Ehl} “why?”
MorganDrakewing “Because it is. One day you're by the fire with a buxom wolcen on one side, a sexy vulpine at your feet, then the next dead on the battlefield at the hands of a troll with an axe made out of a tree.”
MorganDrakewing “And even after then, you wake up on the slab at the temple all groggy and your ass hurts and you don't know why, and don't WANT to know.”