In Allasia, dragon riders are held above all as lords and saviors. They protect and serve the people of Allasia the best they can and live in large colonies called Holds. Our tale begins with a young woman and her dragon, cut off from the world and unknowing to how special she really is. For the prophecy tells of a warrior woman astride a stunning Bronze dragon to lead the riders to their full power. For in the darkness stirs unrest, many magical creatures believe that the dragons and their riders should be knocked from their pedestal. So a rebellion has risen to topple the dragon riders, for jealousy and power are heady things. A fierce Dark Elf of the name Alaban led the rebellion with an iron fist, for he detested dragons and their riders. The prophecy is in motion but will it reach its peak in time to save the Dragon Riders?

Casara grinned as she broke through the tree line. With a laugh she took off running straight for the edge of the cliff. A water fall flowed over the edge to land in a lake, the only problem being that the lake was more than 300 feet down. Not safe for anyone to jump into from the top of the falls. With a shout she jumped straight off the cliff arms spread wide. As she began to fall she let out a battle cry that echoed in the whole valley.

Her cry was answered by a thunderous roar as a giant bronze body rose up in the air under her. With a practiced movement she landed on the back of the great dragon and laughed happily. Casara patted the bronzed hide affectionately with a smile. "How was your swim Cerethian?"

The dragon glanced back to his rider one big golden eye staring at the petite woman on his back. "Quite refreshing until a certain tiny human threw herself off of a cliff. What would you have done if I wasn't there? I've told you to stop being so reckless, one day I'm not going to be here to save you." the big dragon rumbled.

"Well you were there so why does it matter? You nag like an old man Cere, you're no older than I am." She scowled rolling her eyes. Her dark brown hair flew behind her in a tight braid, her lavender eyes shining in the evening light. She wore a tight green tunic type of shirt and tan leather riding pants tucked into a pair of Giant Salamander skin boots.

With a growl the dragon banked hard to his right causing the woman to cling tight to his back ridges. "One of these days you'll take my words to heart you smart mouthed thing you. Now hold on I want you to help me scrub some spots when we get home." With a few powerful strokes of his huge wings the dragon picked up an amazing amount of speed. Above the trees the pair skimmed just out of reach of the tops.

"You big lizard you! Warn me next time you decide to bank like that!" she yelled thumping the big dragon on the back. Through thick hide she knew he barely felt it but it made her feel better.

As they flew she smiled surveying their mountain home. She was an orphan from the age of ten, her parents both killed by the black fever. For ten more years she had fended for herself, growing what crops she could and learning quickly how to hunt. When she was sixteen her life had changed as she had found an ancient cave that had lead her to find the egg that would hatch to be her dragon. She could clearly remember that day.

She had been on a hunting trip deep in the mountain and a storm had snuck up on her. The wind had been terrible screaming around her as she trudged through the stinging rain seeking shelter. As she slipped for the millionth time on the slick trail a flash of lightning illuminated the dark mouth of a huge cave. A quick prayer of thanks to the Goddess and she was up on her feet again.

She knew if she could just get to that cave then she could survive. Knew that if she stayed in the rain much longer it was likely death would find her sooner rather than later. With will power alone she made it to the cave and collapsed inside the warm dry opening. A sigh of pure relief escaped her as she looked around the dark cave. Stripping off her mountain seal parka she collapsed against the wall. Her tunic was wet around the neck from where the rain had slid into her parka and her pants were soaked from the knees down. Shaking her head she stripped out of her tunic and pants laying them on a flat rock that still held some warmth from the day. In only her chest bindings and underwear she stretched her tired muscles out.

As she stretched a warm blast of air washed over her from deep within the cave causing her to look into the inky black shadows. It had felt like a giant breathe to her but she knew nothing of the sort could be true. Shaking her head her eyes already beginning to droop she laid her parka out on the ground and curled up in to sleep. She'd check the rest of the cave out tomorrow.

The morning light woke her as it shined into the caves entrance. "Finally the storm stopped." she muttered stretching with a yawn. Sitting up she smiled at the green leaves dripping with the mixture of captured rain and dew. Pulling on her stiff but dry clothes she turned toward the back of the cave the freaky breeze from last night in her mind.

Slipping her hand into the pocket of her parka she pulled out a small silver stone. As she walked into the shadows the stone began to give off a soft white light. Moonstones were rare in the cities but she had a hefty supply from the mountains. As she moved towards the back the cave got wider and twisted off to the left. Casara followed the tunnel back farther and farther and as she walked she realized it was getting warmer. With a shake of her head she took her parka off and tied it around her waist as she kept trudging through the cave. The bleak gray walls suddenly gave way to an expanse of sparkling mineral walls.

Wide lavender eyes surveyed the walls, as she ran her fingers over the shining walls. "Firestone…" Her voice was hushed, reverent. Firestone was some of the rarest mineral in all of Allasia. As she trailed her fingers along the shimmering walls a smile came to her lips. This cave must have been ancient to have this much firestone. She was walking in the past so to speak. Trailing her hand as she went she journeyed deeper into the cave and suddenly a cavern the size she had never imagined opened before her.

In the middle curled around a mound was a Dragon long dead. Its bones scattered around the mound still standing guard it seemed. With reverence for the mighty being she approached the bones slowly. She couldn't explain it then but it felt as if something was calling her. Calling her to the cave, to explore, to find this place. Years later she would realize that it was Cerethian calling to his rider.

As she finally got to the mound she peeked over the rim and laid eyes upon a lone egg of a dark brown color. Eyes wide she glanced at the enormous skull of the dead Dragon and realized it was a mother protecting her young. The female Dragon must have stayed by the eggs side till she died of hunger. Bowing her head in respect she said a quick prayer for the mighty beast. A compulsion came over her in a sudden rush; she had to take the egg with her. If she didn't something bad would happen to it she was sure. Quickly she grabbed the egg and cradling it carefully she hurried back out of the cave and was on her way. She'd hunt later she convinced herself. This egg was more important, much more.

Looking down at her cargo she stroked her fingers over the shell. "Even though you will probably never hatch I feel better having got you out of the dreadful cave."

A week later she would be more than surprised to find that in fact the egg did hatch and her Dragon had found her.

She was brought out of her memories by Cerethian back winging to land with a resounding thud in front of a small farm house. "We're home." was the deep rumble from her dragon.

Curling up in a large pile of sand the big bronze settled into the warm dirt. "You owe me a good scrub rider, since you cut my bath time short with that crazy stunt." Tilting his body to the side the big dragon turned his head to watch his rider slide down from his back.

Smiling Casara gladly slid from her spot on the dragons back and patted his side. "Fine, fine I'll scrub you down." Turning she made the short trip to the side of her small house to grab a sandstone brush on a long handle. As she grabbed the tool from the rack on the wall she wavered in her step as the ground shook slightly under her. With a laugh she turned to see Cerethian rolling on one side in the sand with his eyes closed and a content rumble coming from his big chest.

Casara stood back as the big animal rolled in the sand, she knew better than to get to close. When he rolled his tail lashed around on its own accord and the large arrow head tip on the end could very well cut her in half if she wasn't careful. The end of his tail was easily the width of her body and his tail itself was three of her lined up end to end. As she looked over her dragon she felt a deep sense of pride. Cerethian was a mountain of bronze skin and muscle standing a good 8 feet at the shoulder and a good ten feet with his head held high. Speaking of his head, it too was massive, spanning at least her width and a half.

The big dragon huffed a cloud of smoke as he settled stretching his 15 foot wings out at his side. "I'm done little one." he rumbled happily covered in sand.

With a laugh she walked over to him and hopped up on his front leg to begin to scrub the big dragon down. She started where his neck and chest met knowing that to be a hard spot for him to get sometimes. She was rewarded with an almost cat like purr from her partner. A wistful look came upon the girls face as she scrubbed and she voiced what had her mood changing. "Cere…do you think we're the only ones?"

Cerethian picked his big head up from the sand to turn and come eye to eye with his rider. "I've told you before little one I don't think we are we just haven't found any others yet. You know how I feel about this, I say we should leave this little farm and head to a city, get into the world. That's the only way we will ever know for sure."

Casara bit her lip with a sigh, "I know you want to go to the city but why? We're fine right here, we have everything we could possibly need." In a stubborn streak she had refused to leave the little farm house. This was all she knew, all she had ever known. The thought of moving to a city where she knew no one and nothing about how to live scared her beyond everything.

"Casara I know you better than you know yourself. I'm your partner; don't put it out of your mind just because you're scared. New things aren't always bad. I say we pack up and move out, soon." was the dragon's content rumble. He knew not to push her farther than that or she'd crumble in on herself and be lost. So he left it at that and let her go back to scrubbing his tough hide.

Casara sighed once more and laid her head against her partners hide. "Let me sleep on it Cere okay?" She smiled softly as the big dragon rumbled and nodded. She went back to scrubbing the tough hide of her Dragon as she pondered his words. He was right and she knew it. They would never get out into the world if they stayed in this little hole in the mountains

As she finished scrubbing her Dragon down and smiled and scratched the ridges above his eye. "Goodnight Cerethian."

The big dragon rumbled happily and nodded "Goodnight my little rider." he settled down with a huff and rumble as he watched his rider wander into her house to sleep. Laying his massive head down the Bronze close his eyes and was soon asleep a deep soothing rumble coming from him.

Laughing softly to herself as she felt the rumbling from her sleeping dragon she stripped and with a yawn slid under her fur covers. Lying on her back she folded her arms and cradled her head in her hands, staring up at her ceiling in contemplation. What was the city like, she mused. She could remember little of her time with her parents and that was the last time she had been to the city. She seemed to remember that the place was big and loud with people everywhere but anything else was a blur in her mind. With a sigh she made her mind up, she'd pack the house up and head out tomorrow, head to the city and to whatever awaited the young rider. Closing her eyes and drifted off to sleep lulled by the soft rumblings of the big bronze outside her window.

"Casara lets go! The house will either still be here or it won't you can't take it with you." Cerethian growled his patience wearing thin with his rider. The pair had been packing since first light and he knew the girl was just stalling the inevitable.

"Don't rush me you over sized lizard I'll leave when I'm good and ready to and not a moment sooner." She hissed glaring at the hulking figure before her. He blotted out the sun and any other person would have quaked in fear of the big dragon growling at her like he was. Not her she just growled right back and took another walk around her house making sure that everything that she needed was packed and the house itself was secured. Satisfied with her efforts she turned the corner and grinned "Now I'm ready, let's do this Cere. There's a whole world out there we know nothing about, let's go explore it." With that said the girl took a running start and vaulted up onto the bronzes back with the help of his forearm.

With a tremendous roar that sent the birds up from the trees in fright he launched himself from the ground and lifted them with powerful strokes of his wings. The big dragon was as excited as his rider but just as scared, though he'd never admit it. He had heard rumors from the animals about the city and its surroundings. He had also heard of the uprising and the need for riders. He would be cautious on this adventure, he would watch both their backs, because he knew Casara would be too distracted by everything they were about to see.

Wheeling to the south he spread his wings and let the currents carry them flapping occasionally. He had flown over the city before, but only at night. Something made him wary of the town, something he couldn't put his finger on just yet. It would take till night fall to get to the city and he could feel his charge nearly vibrating with excitement on his back. He was so proud of her. His rider, his one true friend. She had heard him all those years ago when he had cried out to her from his egg. He had known instinctively that she was to be his and he hers. Smiling to himself the big dragon let the wind carry them toward their new destiny, whatever it may be.

Nightfall found the pair soaring high over the last vestiges of the mountain range and the city opening before them in lighted wonder. Casara blinked once, twice and rubbed her eyes just to make sure that what she saw below her was true. The city spread out below her lighted by the resident's house lights and looked wonderful and strange to the young rider. "Cere look!" she breathed leaning as far as she dared over her dragons shoulder to get a better look. "Fly lower come on I want to see!" She urged pushing on his shoulders though she knew it would do nothing unless the bronze wanted to fly lower.

"Patience dear one I'm going to land in a few moments but we can't rightly land in the city now can we? I don't think the people below would appreciate that very much, think before you act Casara, we're not in the woods anymore." The big dragon growled softly his worry hidden from his rider. It would do no good to worry the girl now while they were still in the air. He would give her a suitable warning when they were on the ground and settled. Wheeling back towards the mountains the big dragon back winged his way into a clearing at the base of the mountain range. Setting down he rumbled lowly warning any and all predators in the area that he was here and that he meant business.

Before he had folded his wings to his back his young rider had slid off his back and grabbed her gear was already making her way to the edge of the clearing towards the city. With a sweep of his wing he scooped the young girl up and tucked her close to his chest. "Easy Casara listen to me before you go wandering off. This isn't home do you understand you can't do what you've always done here. There are rules to the city that you've never had before. First off don't tell everyone that you are a dragon rider they may not take it so easily." He warned holding his squirming rider to his chest.

"You big hand bag let me go this instant!" she seethed struggling in vain. The big bronze had her trapped securely to him. Growling she ceased her struggling and looked up at him. "What do you mean Cere everyone should be proud that I'm a rider why shouldn't I sing your praises to them? Rules? What rules? They are people just like me right?" she questioned as her dragons words sunk slowly into her brain. Her lavender eyes glowed under the moon light and showed just how confused she was already.

With a large sigh the big bronze lowered his head and turned to stare at his young rider. "Yes love rules, look I've got some animal friends that have told me all about the city you so want to explore. People are cruel and mean and don't care much about others, just themselves. You step out of line and they won't take into fact that you aren't from there you will be punished and punished swiftly. It's a different world there Casara. If you can wait until morning light I have a friend on the way to meet us and he can take you into the city. He's lived here his whole life and can watch you were I cannot. Can you do that for me dearest?" the big dragon rumbled softly nudging his charge gently.

As his words sank in the young riders face twisted in confusion. She had imagined just flying into the city on her dragons back and being welcomed like some hero of old. That's what she was wasn't it? She Casara was a dragon rider, a rider of Bronze Cerethian. This was something that other people should be in awe over that they should look up to her for. Now she was beyond confused. Punished? Why would she be punished for being who she was? None of this was making any sense to her now. Shaking her head she laid her hands upon the warm hide of her dragon and worried her lip with her teeth. " Ok Cere you win I'll wait till morning. You said your friend…wait how do you already know people in the city you lizard?" she fumed suddenly catching what he had said. Her gentle hands turned into small fists that she pounded against the broad expanse of tanned skin before her.

Chuckling, the dragon tossed his head back and laughed the sound high and clear. "Yes I have friends in the city do you think me daft young one? I am a dragon and I know things that you could only dream of. There are still people loyal to the dragons and there riders that dwell inside the city and a few of them I have made contact with. I told him we were on our way and he will be here in the morning to meet us." Settling himself he unfurled his wing from around his rider and laid them against his back. " Now rest dear one the light comes early on this side of the mountains." With this the dragon sighed and closed his eyes to sleep knowing the chaos that was to come by morning.

Huffing Casara did as she was told and unrolled her sleeping bag. Sticking her tongue out at her dragon she slid into the rabbit lined bag and looked at the stars above her. They were the same stars as back home she noticed and with that one piece of familiarity she settled down to sleep.

As morning broke a lone figure slid silently through the woods his destination clear, to find the dragon and its rider. Like a shadow the figure moved not a sound coming from him. Dark blue eyes surveyed the surrounding area and narrowed with intent as the edge of the clearing came into view. His eyes widened in awe as the massive expanse of the great bronze dragon came into view. It seemed to him that the clearing was overrun by bronze hide everywhere. There was just so much of the big dragon, he was huge! Creeping closer he kept an eye out for the rider of this huge beast. The rider must be a huge man himself, he thought. To ride astride this gargantuan beast one would have to be a mountain of a man. The rider must be asleep on the other side of the dragon then he thought, for nothing else was visible in the clearing on this side.

To late he realized that he was caught as a sharp point jabbed into his neck and he could feel the drop of blood slide down his shirt collar. Easing his hands into the air he kept his voice level and quiet. " Easy rider I mean you no harm, I am Kaldesh friend of your dragon Cerethian. He contacted me and instructed me to come to you once you had landed." Kaldesh couldn't lie he was nervous with the point of an arrow digging into his neck and looked towards the clearing for any help from the sleeping dragon. His eyes widened more as the dragon was now awake and turned toward him now golden eyes narrowed.

"Move." Was the command from behind him, a harsh whisper in his ear. Obeying he took the few steps into the clearing and tried to steady his breathing. For before him no more than ten feet was the huge bronze dragon head raised and menacing.

The dragon lowered his head and stared at the young elf that his rider had at the point of her bow. Chuckling he shook his head at the young elf's situation and spoke. "Kaldesh look what you've gotten yourself into, at the mercy of my riders bow. Now how did a capable young elf like you end up like this?"

Kaldesh nearly choked as the great bronze before him spoke in a deep rumbling voice. He sought words to respond but none would come to him, he was sure that he looked like a goldfish with his mouth opening and closing and nothing coming out.

"You mean this is the friend you were talking about Cere? I heard him coming from nearly a hundred yards back. How is he going to help me in the city?" a high voice spoke from behind him. The arrow withdrew and the young elf could breathe easy once more. Casara however was fuming. Stalking around the stunned boy she glared at her dragon "I've heard quieter mountain boars that him!" Shaking her head she slung her bow back over her shoulder and placed her hands on her hip she turned to look at her dragons so called friend.

Cere had called him an elf if she had heard him right, but she was sure that elves were fair of skin an this one was by far not. His skin was a dark gray black color and his eyes shone a bright stunning gray color. His hair hung in a bobbed cut and was the color of spun moonlight. A braid hung at his temple and beads and feathers decorated the few that were strewn around his head. He was taller than her that was for sure a good six foot two, built like a warrior broad shoulders and chest with ropes of muscle that corded around his body. She scowled at the young elf before her and bared her teeth her lavender eyes blazing. "How are you going to help me in the city?"

Kaldesh blinked and still his mouth gaped as he took in the view before him. This was the rider of bronze Cerethian!? "You're the dragon rider? But you're a girl!" were the only words that would come to the stunned elf. The girl that stood before him scowling was no older than he was and only would come up to his shoulder if he stood next to her. How could this little girl be the rider of such a great dragon? Blinking he didn't even see her move and before he knew it he had landed on his back with a woof of air and once more her arrow was pointed at his throat. She had beautiful lavender eyes he couldn't help but notice as they were narrowed on his prone body. He had to admit she was indeed a beautiful girl all around.

"I am not just a girl elf. I am Casara Schezar rider of Bronze Cerethian and if you disrespect me in such a way again I will pin you to the ground with my arrow." She growled fiercely poised above the elf. She watched her dragon from the corner of her eye as he sat up on his haunches and growled lowly the rumble vibrating through her body.

"That is enough! Casara let him up, Kaldesh I suggest you think before you speak to my rider boy, she will go through with her threat and I will let her. I called you here to be her guide through the city not to rile her up into frenzy." The big dragon growled flaring his wings in agitation. He glared at the duo below him while he smiled on the inside. It made his bones sing to see his rider with another being for once.

Casara snarled but obeyed her dragon slinging her bow over her shoulder and glaring at the elf at her feet as he stood in a fluid motion. She envied him his ethereal grace where as she would have more of flopped up than flowed. Shaking her head she stomped over to Cerethians side and placed her hand upon the dragons hide. The feel of his warm flesh calmed her down to a point where she could think instead of envisioning the elf's death at her hands. Leaning against the big dragon for support she asked again. "One more time elf how is it that you are going to help me in the city? What have you to offer that I cannot figure out for myself?"

Kaldesh sighed and bowed before the dragon and Casara. "Forgive me for insulting you rider, I was merely startled at learning you rode bronze Cerethian. I have only meet men that ride the bronzes and I spoke out of turn. As for how I may be of assistance I grew up in the city my whole life and know its ways better than most." Standing his gray eyes sparkled in the sun and his body seemed to draw in the heat in waves. "For instance rider do you know how to greet a Goblin trader versus an Elf trader?"

Taken aback by the question she blinked and shook her head. "I'd assumed that I'd say hello and state my business to them. Isn't that how you people trade here?" Now she was getting confused, was there a difference in how you spoke to people in the city?

Shaking his head Kaldesh smiled, "No I'm afraid that would get you smashed against a wall by the Goblin. The different races each have different greetings; anything else is considered rude and insulting. I know them all and I can teach you. For instance a Goblin trader you would bare your teeth and clasp hands in greeting whereas the elf is more sophisticated and polite. You can greet an elf trader like normal but the better spoken you are the more serious they will take you. The city is all about how to talk to people." Sweeping his hand in a gesture back toward the way he had come. "I'll show you around the city today if you'd like and you can see how it all falls into place. We can also visit the market and you can restock on any supplies you need."

Casara bit her lip in concentration taking in all that Kaldesh had said. Maybe coming here had been a bad idea, if it was so intricate maybe it wasn't for her. Curling her fingers against Cerethians hide she looked up to her dragon and knew he could see the worry in her eyes. She sighed and wrapped her arms around his muzzle as he nuzzled against her crooning soothingly. "Easy dear one you can do this. You are strong and can master the city as you mastered the forest. Kaldesh will watch you, learn from him."

"But what if I can't learn this place Cere? What if it's not for me? Can we just go back to the forest? I know it there, I can run the mountains blind and don't have to worry about greeting someone the proper way." She spoke to him through her mind a link she had shared with him since he had hatched. Closing her eyes and shuddered at the thought of failing and bit down on her lip harder.

Cere chuckled softly and blew warm against his rider with a toothy grin. "Go with Kaldesh young one. The forest will always be there but for now the city is what you need to learn. Go." He gently nudged the young girl towards his friend and spoke so the elf could hear. "Kaldesh Blackfoot I charge you with the care of my rider and her safety in your city. Should any harm befall her it is your hide I will cook over my flame. Will you accept this charge by your elven word will you bind your safety with hers? Will you put your life down for hers while I cannot watch over her?" His golden eyes watched the young dark elf as he stood straight an nodded.

"I Kaldesh Blackfoot swear by her dark majesty Ellesmira the Queen that I shall do as you command. My life will drain before she comes to any harm if I can so help it." Kneeling in respect the young elf felt his blood run hot at the oath. To swear on the dark Queen was one of the most binding oaths a dark elf could mutter. He would not fail the bronze.

Cerethian nodded and with a low rumbling growl spoke once more. "So it is spoken so it shall be!" Looking to his rider he motioned for her to go to the young elf and learn what she could of the city.

Casara took a deep breath and stood tall her shoulders back and head held high. She was a dragon rider for the Goddesses sake! She could do this; it was just a city after all. If she could learn the forest the city should be a breeze. Shouldn't it? With more courage that she felt she strode up to Kaldesh's side and nodded as he turned and began the trek back through the forest to the city that awaited her.

She watched the way the elf moved as he made his way and was surprised that he moved quite well in the forest, not as well as her but few could. "You move well in the woods for someone born in the city." She spoke softly her voice a breeze around her.

Kaldesh started slightly at her voice and smiled glancing over his shoulder. "Thank you rider, I may have been born in the city walls but I am most at home in the woods. I can't believe that you even heard me this morning. I've never been caught like that before."

Casara smiled shyly and shrugged. "It's a gift I can stalk a mountain cat I'm so attuned to the forest. But I grew up on the other side of the mountain it's a bit different, the forest speaks more to you than here." She spoke ducking under a branch.

Kaldesh nodded and smiled still. "I've been across the mountains once with my father to go to the great elf capital of Mareian. Your right to forest over there is different. Maybe you can teach me some secrets of the forest while I teach you about the city." Maybe being her guide wouldn't be so bad after all the young elf thought to his self. As the pair fell into silence he thought of the city ahead of them. Bayar was a large city based against the Telmir river and nestled back against the Jagged Peaks mountain range. Mostly a trading city Bayar was prosperous and bustling which made it extremely dangerous.

Running over the path he would take through the city he stopped suddenly and stumbled when Casara bumped into him. "Sorry I just thought of something. We can't come out and tell people that you're a dragon rider. We'll have to come up with a story to tell people. Hmm." He pondered silently.

Casara was taken aback for a moment at his words and then remembered Cerethians warning that people may not greet her being a rider with such enthusiasm. Her mind kicked into play at the need of a cover story "How about I'm a friend of your family and have come to stay with you for a while to get away from the forest. That way you showing me around won't look any way out of order, I'll just be a plain forest dweller who doesn't know anything about the city."

Kaldesh grinned and nodded. "That should work, if anyone asks I'll do most of the talking so that you can see how it goes. Just go off of me ok?" at her nod the duo continued on their way to the city.

It took the pair most of the day to get back to the city and when they broke the tree line Casara couldn't help the gasp that escaped her. A great stone wall rose before her circling what she had seen from the air last night. Already she could hear the bustle of people on the streets shouting and going about their lives. She lifted her head to the wind and wrinkled her nose. "Oh it smells horrid!" she complained softly shaking her head to rid the stench.

Kaldesh laughed and took her hand to lead her across the bridge that lead into the city, "Just wait till you get in it gets worse you'll get used to it though it's not bad I swear."