I’ve met a dragon!
A real, breathing, living dragon!
Deep Green of Shadowed Heart is her name and she reminds me of one of those finely bread cats. Delicately trotting around with all the grace of a feline at least.
We fought some monstrous fish-like creature (well, it looked like a koi carp but larger than any on record) to aid her in preserving her mother’s remains.
I was, as to be expected, relatively useless. The creature had the control of the wildlife around it and dragged me underwater at one point. I was certain I was going to drown and the most horrible fear took ahold of me. It was as if I could hear myself screaming from a distance as I was dragged in.
I uselessly struggled. It wasn’t until Kavick jumped in, wearing full armour no less, to free me.
Even after I managed to scramble to the surface I was equally inert as it performed some sort of light-based attack… The last thing I saw was Tyre propping me up to heal me.
What must the three of them (four, I suppose, with Deep Green of Shadowed Heart) think of me…
What a horrible burden I’ve become.
Cursed by one who’s cursed.