Firethroat (
firethroat) wrote in
paradisa2014-04-30 07:52 pm
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Third Flight
[Firethroat has been quiet for some time. When the castle had been ravaged by spirals, Firethroat had fled, taking refuge in the forest or at least as much refuge as the trees could provide. There was unlikely to be anywhere safer for a dragon as large as herself.
In order to pass the time, she had begun exploring the forests more in depth, moving on foot since the spirals made the sky perilous. During one of her explorations, she stumbled upon a cave. It seemed deep and for the most part empty. Finally, a proper lair. A home away from home. While she did not think she could resist the castle's siren call for too long, this would make a good place to stay safe from any possibly dangerous humans. With her decisions made, Firethroat made her way towards her casket's hiding place. Unearthing the treasure chest, she brought it deep inside the cave. Now her heart had a new, safer hiding place, one she could guard more easily. That done, Firethroat curled up and waited for the Spirals to end.]
[Checking over her journal now, things seem to have calmed down. Breathing lightly to turn the page, Firethroat speaks.]
Now I am beginning to see why those who have lived here for longer speak of these changes with fear. [Even if she did not think she herself could die from such things, it was not difficult to tell that others easily could.] A strange host Paradisa must be, to put its own guests in danger.
In order to pass the time, she had begun exploring the forests more in depth, moving on foot since the spirals made the sky perilous. During one of her explorations, she stumbled upon a cave. It seemed deep and for the most part empty. Finally, a proper lair. A home away from home. While she did not think she could resist the castle's siren call for too long, this would make a good place to stay safe from any possibly dangerous humans. With her decisions made, Firethroat made her way towards her casket's hiding place. Unearthing the treasure chest, she brought it deep inside the cave. Now her heart had a new, safer hiding place, one she could guard more easily. That done, Firethroat curled up and waited for the Spirals to end.]
[Checking over her journal now, things seem to have calmed down. Breathing lightly to turn the page, Firethroat speaks.]
Now I am beginning to see why those who have lived here for longer speak of these changes with fear. [Even if she did not think she herself could die from such things, it was not difficult to tell that others easily could.] A strange host Paradisa must be, to put its own guests in danger.

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I would not call it positive. [Empathetic, but not positive.]
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[She can't really talk regarding involuntary guests. Most of her guests do not wish to be there. Comes from being a dragon, she supposes. No one wants to stop by willingly.]
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One thing I forgot to mention, we can die here but it's usually not permanent. Not that it makes it any better.