What is his power???

​As Aralt was listening to the complaining Wysps, the Village council members were trying to find out what power Aralt held over the Dragons.  Were Awena's concerns that this was the beginning of the prophecy of when the Dragons return would create many changes truly happening?  Most of council were not concerned about normal changes, but when Dragons were involved, changes seemed to be on a larger and more unmanageable scale.  

The council meeting broke up as soon as everyone learned that Aralt had managed to leave Meen behind.  With him disappearing the Dowager immediately sent Meen to warn Drat that the Herald may be heading towards the caves where Drat and Dree were supposed to be hiding out.  

Awena also wasted no time and went directly to her library to find the Dragon's Return prophecy to see if there might be a clue to reveal what Aralt's power over the Dragons might be.  As she sorted through the many prophecy scrolls, more than once she thought that they should have some sort of index to be able to find the one she was looking for faster.  "Once this is over, I will have to meet with the staff to figure something out," she told herself as she put another scroll aside in her search for the right one.

Queen Ffion had the same idea.  With as many rooms as she had in her castle library, she might have something to help them.  Possibly even the green orb might know.  King Dulbbe was more than happy to assist her as it again gave him an excuse to spend more time with Ffion.  "If only she could see how much I adore her," he thought as they started looking through each room in the library.  They had not yet made it to the room where the green Dragon orb normally was stored as it sat glowing brightly as if waiting for their arrival.

Normally Efem would almost dread having to enter the Sacred Grove to talk to the ancient trees but not this trip.  Since learning they could speed talk, she hoped they would respond quickly to her requests for knowledge that only they knew from the roots of the Realm's past.  "I hope that the Ol' Yew is not asleep," she thought as she approached the mighty tree.  As she stood next to it and looked upon it's shiny green foliage, Efem was awed by a random thought of how much it must have seen during its life cycle.  "I remember my mother bringing me here to see the Yew when I was a young sapling and the Yew was ancient even then."  As she silently waited for the tree to notice her so she could ask her questions about Aralt the Herald, Efem was contently lost in her own memories of the past.

"One of the stories of the ages and I don't know where to start," thought Snoop as he sat at his desk in the Bellwether and tried to put quill to parchment.  "I promised the Dowager that I would not print anything that would give Aralt a clue as to Dree, but I have to print something!"  ​

After a few more attempts to scratch out a story and discarding them, an idea hit him.  Almost physically!  Snoop kept copies of other newspapers he collected to compare writing styles and to maybe get ideas from how other papers laid out theirs.  He even saved copies from what the 'Outies' published whenever Passporte' would bring one to him from his travels. 

​It was his pile of the Herald newspapers that came crashing down from a shelf and just missing hitting him on the head that made him think... "Herald!  That's it!  I need to write about what we know about Aralt the Dragon Herald.  That way I won't give away what we know about Dree.  Plus I can get the word out that he has returned.  This will be a terrific article!"  Right away Snoop was lost in his writing and not even wondering any longer if Aralt might have found the caves where Dree was hiding.

As everyone else was busy with trying to find out about Aralt's past, there was one that was looking towards the future.  Nemmer left the meeting knowing what he had to do.  Nemmer decided it would also be a good thing to know just where Aralt was and possibly keep him from finding Dree if he could.  "I might not have been able to be the first to find Hungry (oops Dree), when he was lost before. But I can definitely be the first to find some wandering troublesome Herald in the woods," the Archer knew as he put on his mask and started following Aralt's tracks on the trail.