When David arrived at the Port of Wallens in the Valden Duchy with the Chromatic Dragons, he was greeted by a silent and quiet district. The streets were clean and spotless, the sunlight reflecting off them so brightly that it looked like he was playing The Elder Scrolls V with all the mods installed. This was particularly pleasing for David, who had been prepared for another battle. After all, who would want to arrive at a destination, weary from the journey from Barto Hell to Elariya, only to find it full of trash and stench?
Of course, without any resistance, he couldn't expect the local residents to greet him with tears of gratitude. Thus, there were no flowers thrown or cheers. After all, he was a Red Dragon, a veritable moving calamity. It was already quite a show of deference that his Dragon Might hadn't scared them into soiling themselves on the spot.
