The Slavers were gathering again in Rhydin. The whispers were spreading from house to tavern to inn to slum to harbor; through the thriving city.

Worse things were also returning than Slavers did they but know it. Destroyers, Assassins, Hunters, and those that would without emotion dispense Justice were coming too.

Firesong Sunstrike Aldrack Haze was not one of those without emotion that had returned. She was a destroyer of all things. The fury raging within her slender form was not something she ever cared to control. It was a part of her that she set free at every opportunity.

Currently she had been sent to protect the ice dragon, so named Icer, that according to her information had been trapped by the Nexus in the Inn. The job of bodyguard suited her for the moment. There were males she could hurl small balls of flames at, upon a whim, which helped to take the edge off her need for violence.