(Ugh i hate being off for to long, everything fun happens.)
Lyden
Lyden was growing aware of the eerie quiet that was surrounding them and he placed a hand on top of his sword so that if he should use it, then it'd be quick. Suddenly a crack was heard and the yell of "Wyverns!" sounded in his ears and he pulled his light sword away from his waist and slashed off the closet Wyvern head that had snapped itself inches from his hand. His muscles lifted the sword easily through the air as it was brought down on the back of a Wyvern that split it in half. After countless more he was beginning to feel the effects of the heavy armor that was bringing him down and Aldwyn stepping behind him to help him continue. Rurik had listened as Sara shouted and implied that the Wyverns were weak to fire and he opened his large jaws as fire erupted from them, the forest was lighted only to show that there were thousands more of them but he continued to breath out the hot flames until he could no longer do it. Lyden finished his blow to Wyverns side as he heard the shrill whistle and the appearance of a thousand arrows killing their enemies. He held his sword by his side but it touched the ground as he stood before the prince and his warriors of Eldrim. He had never seen these lighted people before and he was taken aback by the way they all looked. He followed quietly with Aldwyn by his side to be prisoners to a kingdom.
King Ricahrd
Richard had sat down in his chair by the round table and waited expectantly for the assassin to arrive. He had sent Ettore to go away so he could not interfere for he knew the man was cold and he'd probably kill his dog to know where the artifact he wanted was. He waited with narrowed eyes as he heard the footsteps of the assassin draw closer.