MysticPisces
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Illiana closed her eyes and shook her head as she watched the commotion unfold before her. So called 'civilized' men could be more barbaric than a crazed owlbear sometimes. However, she did chuckle to herself when the bard threw the dwarf's axe out into the street. It dawned on her that perhaps she should go outside and listen for the roaring herself. It was a dragon, after all. How often could one claim to have heard a dragon roar in the night and know it was true? She unobtrusively pushed through the mass of mirthful patrons and out the door, the chill of the fresh night air causing goosebumps to rise on her arms and legs. Spotting the axe laying in the street, she gave it a wide berth, knowing that an unamused dwarf would no doubt be out in a moment to reclaim it.
As she waited for the roar of the dragon in the distance, Illiana looked up to the sky to admire the stars. Unfortunately, the many lights in the city did not make stargazing easy, but her elf eyes were sharper than the average humanoid. Naming the constellations in her head, she found herself wanting to embrace the call of nature and take a midnight stroll through the nearby wilderness. First, however, she wanted to hear the dragon roar. After that, she would know exactly which way her feet should take her.
As she waited for the roar of the dragon in the distance, Illiana looked up to the sky to admire the stars. Unfortunately, the many lights in the city did not make stargazing easy, but her elf eyes were sharper than the average humanoid. Naming the constellations in her head, she found herself wanting to embrace the call of nature and take a midnight stroll through the nearby wilderness. First, however, she wanted to hear the dragon roar. After that, she would know exactly which way her feet should take her.