This poor dragon noticed two things while he was on AH, that he was on there for a mere only 20g and that was getting rather hungry!!! ‘Really now, a dragon as pretty as me and I’m hungry and I’m up for that for that miser’s price?’ He thought to himself as the time ticked down… surely a loving owner would come, right? But soon learned the truth when he smelled the stink of the Plague area… ‘So this it… fodder for the Plaguebringer? Not if he had or anything to say about that!’ He thought to himself as he threw himself at the first thing that was the there, which was Father… “Look dude, just because I’m doesn’t mean I want be fodder for the Plaguebringer!” Dexter said, realizing that he was named, fed, given a rather nice makeover, and given a familiar… “ Luvia loves you, she won’t throw you out... she loved you as soon as she saw you.” Father said in rarely used calm voice, then turned and left to go back to his own lair.