The main path levels off, leading you into an area full of bushy shrubs. This is almost a clearing, for there are few trees and you can see up at the sky. As you look up, something flies above you.
With a soft thwump it lands within some bushes. It pokes its head out to reveal a strange sight: a small draconic creature with butterfly-shaped wings.
"I am Oscaigne," he says. "I see you're visiting the Rainforest. Have you see any of the Draques?"
You shake your head. His laughter booms for one so small. "Then you must be blind!" You don't like it, but you shrug. He points to behind you.
Reluctantly, you turn and see something very strange. Three skinny, snake-like creatures are there, looking at you from the brush. They squeak when they see you, but otherwise make no movements.
"They are an odd species, even I admit it," Oscaigne says, "but they are here, and I am surprised you haven't noticed them. They do hide from wanderors, though, which might explain it."
The largest, which is brown, says, "We do not hide! We simply are passed by." He turns to you, "I am Draquea, this is Quea, and that's Faena. There, now you can say we've met." They dart away.
