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Stepping through the doorway that Symone has shown you, you find yourself in a warm cavern... |
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Looking up, you find a skylight-like opening in the ceiling... Hearing someone clear their throat, you quickly look around the cavern for the source. A smallish figure steps out of the darkness at the edges of the cavern and into the shadows. "Can I help you, traveler?" A soft female voice drifts to you as if on currents of light. |
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"I, uh, was, that is... Symone sent me," you finish in a rush after stumbling over the words. "She said that firelizard eggs were warming on the sands...?" |
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The figure steps closer to you... "Yes, traveler, that is truth. But what do ~you~ want?" The figure takes another step toward you. You can begin to make out the flowing shape of the loose robe the figure wears. |
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You clear your throat and speak slowly. "I would like to try at impressing a firelizard." The figure laughs, a soft, silvery sound. Another step and the figure steps into the light... |
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Standing in front of you is a woman who could be Symone's twin...! She laughs at the look on your face. "Yes, traveler, as you've surmised, Symone and I are related. She is my sister, though not my twin. Five span of years separates us. I am Melysa." She smiles. "I do apologize for the mystery. The firelizards are not as careful as the dragons at choosing candidates for impression. That has been assigned to me. And you would be an excellent candidate..." She pauses. "You did say you wanted to try to impress a flitter...?" |
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