You can make out a faint fluttering of wings as you enter into the next room. Before you, a huge brown dragon lies down on a stone coach. The creature is obviously trying to get comfortable, as he is rolling about the place.
"Hail!" you hear. "Wanderor! Hail!" A man steps into view. "Rydith, shh! We have a guest!"
The dragon stops rolling for only a moment, but then he continues as if nothing had happened. The man looks back toward you. His eyes are pale hazel and his hair is a splash of blond.
"Well, that's Rydith," he beings. "I am Fath, caretaker and bondmate to Rydith here. He's sort of...well, lazy. I guess you can say we are alike in that sense."
The dragon shoots him a look and he laughs. "You see, wanderor, he can not speak to you, but he can speak with me in my mind. Say, before you go, would you be willing to look at his scrapbook?" Before you can respond, he has pulled out a binded book.
Rydith's Scrapbook
Follow the Tunnel
Return the the Entrance of the Layr
