Strange Companions XXVIII
Before long, you all step back outside and before you is what you can only believe to be a dragon. Geist dwarfs her home, more majestic than a mountain. As she lowers her head to address you, flame crackles from her nose and a different fire burns in her eyes that can only be described as sheer intelligent determination. A single ring hangs off a chain on her neck. As Charles steps back, you see his ears pin back, a wild terror gleams in his eyes and for a moment, he stands still, before bolting past Geist and towards the town proper.
“It is clear by your countenance that you do not remember the events of the past few days. Let me remind you. Do not worry about Charles, I should have considered seeing a dragon might affect him, he will return soon, I’m sure.”
You all stand for a moment, struck by Geist’s majesty. She first meets Rosalie’s gaze, then Lorn, and finally her eyes rest on you. For a moment, you are dumbfounded, transfixed by the sheer otherworldly nature of a dragon in the flesh. You feel yourself get lost in Geist’s eyes, a swirling vortex of fire, time and yet something deep in her eyes hypnotizes you when suddenly like a shattered mirror, your memory of the past few days snaps into focus, like a bad dream made reality you stumble backwards only to see your comrades all gasping for air.
“Cecil’s magic is strong, but he is simply a novice. Please, step inside again for a few moments and we will decide what course of action is appropriate.”
“It is clear by your countenance that you do not remember the events of the past few days. Let me remind you. Do not worry about Charles, I should have considered seeing a dragon might affect him, he will return soon, I’m sure.”
You all stand for a moment, struck by Geist’s majesty. She first meets Rosalie’s gaze, then Lorn, and finally her eyes rest on you. For a moment, you are dumbfounded, transfixed by the sheer otherworldly nature of a dragon in the flesh. You feel yourself get lost in Geist’s eyes, a swirling vortex of fire, time and yet something deep in her eyes hypnotizes you when suddenly like a shattered mirror, your memory of the past few days snaps into focus, like a bad dream made reality you stumble backwards only to see your comrades all gasping for air.
“Cecil’s magic is strong, but he is simply a novice. Please, step inside again for a few moments and we will decide what course of action is appropriate.”
