"Who's Roland? Is he some type of new exotic food? I've never heard of him."
"I think he's the descendant of the Mist. Right, have you heard of the Mist Kingdom? It was destroyed around three centuries ago. He was the prince at that time."
"…Ah, I do have some recollection of it now. Has the Mist Family's inheritance perished? Sigh—I had a good relationship with the Mist King back in the day. Those Northlanders are much better warriors than the barbarians. Such a pity."
"Hah! No matter what things were like, he was only a mortal. What is there to pity?"
"You're right… Have you heard? Third Brother said that there's a special sauce that makes the Eternal Thunder Tribe really delicious. You want to try that with me?"
Whenever Dragon City held a welcoming party for a mortal, such conversations would be commonplace.
