The cowgirl Queen was not in a good mood when she showed up at the jail looking for her friend Dimitri who had been drug out of the Inn the night before even though she had taken drastic measures and thrown a bowl of STEW on the guards.

Des did not take kindly to anyone, and she did mean anyone, dragging a paying customer out the door when she was behind the bar. Not only that but this was someone she considered a friend of hers even though during one of his times of shifting into his dragon form he had fallen prey to the mysterious dragon rage illness and viciously attacked her in the Inn one night not that long ago.

Here she was with four of the royal bodyguards at her side. All of them ready to protect her with their lives if need be. Normally she would have refused to have any of these type of persons anywhere within a mile of her let alone standing within easy reach of a hand. Today however was different.

This was not your friendly bartender, duel caller, and reporter that had shown up at the jail in search of her friend. This was Her Royal Majesty Queen Tera Starfare in all of her royal splendor and formal regalia standing at the front desk of the RhyDin city jail.

?Fair day to ye kind Sir. We have come to inquire of a prisoner We understand ye have here. Dimitri We believe is his name. Might We have permission to speak with him??

Des smiled a warm smile to the guard seated at the desk as she spoke in carefully modulated tones and very proper language to him while the royal bodyguards keep their stoney masks in place and one hand on the hilts of their broadswords as their gazes continually roamed the room.

To look at the Queen you would never know that she herself was armed to the teeth but she was and wouldn?t hesitate to use all those carefully crafted weapons that had been made to look like mere ornamentation for her gown and person.

All the same her contingent of guards knew that the King would have their heads on pikes were one hair to be harmed on his beloved Queen?s head so they were ever vigilant as the group stood waiting.

The dragon glided overhead, circling the prison, then landing and moving inside, her eyes locked on the guards. She may have told that knight Curian she wouldn't help, but if he really believed that, he was a bigger fool than she had thought.

Speaking in a tone that seemed a little annoyed, blue eyes remained on the guards. I am here to see Dimitri.

Curian watched from behind an imaginary wall, He was taking notes on everything that was said between the group. "This is very interesting I would of never thought this scum would gather this crowd." The detective watched grinning knowing what awaited the half-elf after they left. pain, so much pain.

She stood, looking to Dimitri, her wings folded against her sides. You've stood by me many times Dimitri, plus I know the truth.
The dragon glared at the guards once again. I will help you as you helped me. Turning then, she slid towards the door, pausing a moment, and one of these days that knight is going to get whats coming to him, after all, he rather likes bugging me. A smirk as she then slid from the jail and out into the night.

Des returned to The Oracle offices and quickly penned a note then sent it off with a runner to it?s destination knowing that time was of the essence here.

I need your help again my friend. Can you meet me this evening at the same place as last time please?

Des

Curian watched Briarus for a bit then walked outside to him. "hello sir I am detective Curian. How may I help you?"

"sorry for what?" He leaned back looking at Atsune. "are you alright?"

Curian thought a moment. "Well...this would be a good idea. Since I will be one of the members who sentences him. I will bring this up to the rest of the council." The knight smiled "Where is this school and how do you purpose to heal Dimitri locherin of his rage..."

Realizing he rambled on about the cure for so long that he missed the other question, he quickly adds,

"Oh...and my school is just outside of RhyDin proper."

"Nevermind...yeah, I'm fine," She told Dimitri. "How's the jail been treatin' ya? Not too bad, i hope."

Dimitri had escaped because of Icer. She had helped him. It worked, but Dimitri knew what he had to do and walked back into the jail and turned himself in. He couldnt afford anymore blackmarks on his record. He needed to survive this trial. The guards welcomed him fully with a 4 hour beating.

Dimitri layed in the pit looking up watching the guards circle like sharks. He passed out the next few mintues.