As you venture farther out into the desert, you can now see the mountaisn more clearly. They look even large, which bothers you. How are you going to climb up them when you're already tired from this long walk?
There is the sound of wings and a soft thwump on the sand.
You turn and see a large, red-maned drigus with feathery wings. You've never seen wings like that nor a drigus of her kind. Perhaps she is another one of those cousins? How many variations are there?
She does not look happy to see you at all, and she glares at you as you introduce yourself. She finally roars, "I don't like it when visitors come to gawk at us! Go away, wanderor! Leave, now!"
