Rayex
First Post
"I guess I will have to answer that." a voice from the trees exclaims as a reaction to Symians question. "It is your blood, your draconic heritage. You see, in Nymeria, dragons are rare. In fact there are but seven living dragons as we speak."
Out from the trees a small, hooded figure emerges. He is about the size of a halfling. As he walks towards you he removes his hood and you see a rodent-looking face frowning at the remnants of the monster. "My name is Norkoli Rasshreli. I see you have met my good friend Myriania."
The female thal is now awake again, sitting weakly by the pool, slowly massaging her temples. "They struck me from within." she explains. "Somehow they were able to cut me off from Akasha, I can no longer seem to reach her as I used to..." she looks at Norkoli. "Whatever it is, I do not like this one bit!"
Out from the trees a small, hooded figure emerges. He is about the size of a halfling. As he walks towards you he removes his hood and you see a rodent-looking face frowning at the remnants of the monster. "My name is Norkoli Rasshreli. I see you have met my good friend Myriania."
The female thal is now awake again, sitting weakly by the pool, slowly massaging her temples. "They struck me from within." she explains. "Somehow they were able to cut me off from Akasha, I can no longer seem to reach her as I used to..." she looks at Norkoli. "Whatever it is, I do not like this one bit!"