Qilby. [That's. A pretty fluffy sounding name. He supposes it kinda suits the wizardly figure in front of him. He starts to say something else, but then the branches above them start to crack. Luke moves far quicker than one would give him credit for, putting himself between Qilby and whatever that was.]
Watch out--!
[When the leaves settle... Oh. It's a dragon. It's a big black one, and it looks particularly sinister. Luke is hesitant, if only because the color black on a monster doesn't usually mean good news.]
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Watch out--!
[When the leaves settle... Oh. It's a dragon. It's a big black one, and it looks particularly sinister. Luke is hesitant, if only because the color black on a monster doesn't usually mean good news.]
H... hey, are you alive?
[He's talking to the dragon, obviously.]