"Oi, Lad, d'ya really think it's a good idea for me to come with you? We're talkin' about a dragon here, you know?" Armodeus pointed out, somewhat nervously as they ascended the mountain. Eiro turned his head around toward him as he furrowed his brows.
"Of course, why shouldn't you come? You're with me as a guide. I have no idea what's going to happen here, and memory-based magic is a rather fickle thing. If anything happens to me, I need you to be there to help me out." Eiro pointed out as if it was obvious, but Armodeus still had a few more worries about all this.
"Even so, I-"
"Armodeus." Eiro interrupted the elder Dwarf, "I'll try to convince Lognir to give you some Dragon-Scales to work with if you keep coming with me without complaining."
