Kriv steps a few feet away from anyone and unleashes his anger at himself and the annoying circumstances of being an adult. He stomps on the ground, a thing that shakes the glass inside the windows and make a thunderous bang. casting Thunderclap without targets We do not need their help. It makes it easier, that is all. We....I do not grovel for some frail elves to help us. Didn't need them then, don't need them now.

The dragon growls in a fainter noise, usually that is him sighing. But I guess I would appreciate it if they sent a runner to Nightstone. Just so dad and the others are safe. His claw makes a small layout of Nightstone in the dirt, meanwhile the moping teen avoid anyone's gaze.