Of the two names Chromie mentioned, one belonged to the Green Dragon Queen, and the other to her most important consort. They were the two most important dragons in the Green Dragonflight, and its only two dragons above the legendary rank.
If something had happened to both of them, then they really were in serious trouble.
Broll shook his head. "Those two should be all right, shouldn't they? The only thing we can be certain of right now is that a green dragon named Taerar has been corrupted."
Chromie patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, though the worry between her brows refused to fade. "Oh, thank goodness. Taerar may be Queen Ysera's guardian, but if he's the only one who's fallen, he won't be too hard to deal with. Ah, I just don't know how Queen Ysera is doing. Ever since Neltharion fell and became Deathwing, the Dragon Aspects have struggled to protect this world. If something happens to Queen Ysera too..."
Chromie shook her head, not daring to follow that thought any further.
If something had happened to Queen Ysera as well, the Dragon Aspects would probably truly face annihilation.
Shawn watched the two chatting so familiarly from the sidelines, fighting back his amusement so hard he almost hurt himself.
Chromie?
A gnome priest?
Holding a Bronze Staff?
She looked only twelve or thirteen, yet she had ventured alone into the dangerous, dangerous, dangerously dangerous Duskwood and emerged in Dawn Forest without a scratch. She seemed to know a great deal about dragonkind and the Emerald Dream, and she didn't sound remotely like a little girl. Who the hell would believe she was just an ordinary child?
Shawn did not even need to think to be certain of this little girl's identity.
*She was Chromie-a bronze