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Arlyth looked up the dragon from his bedroll, the elf lain down upon it. Gently, he whispered, "My lord? How is it you know my linage... ah. I forget I resemble my father... Lord Avalon," he intoned formally, rising to one knee, "I am Arlyth, son of Calaethis." he swallowed, "Might I ask for sanctuary within your forests, my lord?" then he looked up at the silver again, his tone respectful, awed, and at the same time wary, "Might I ask if you acknowledge the bond between our two families?" he asked, his question phrased in such a way, he was effectively asking the dragon if he could address him as 'uncle'. He wasn't about to make the same mistake as he had with Alliene. Suddenly he remembered the dragon's question, "I came here to seek solitude and peace, Lord Avalon. I hope I am not intruding? Your children, as you know doubt know, lie somewhat that way." he guestured towards the boundary of the forest, still on one knee.
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