You come to a
wooded area. You notice a inscription carved into a tree, where the bark has been shaved
away smoothly. The Varian Lands
You come to a
wooded area. You notice a inscription carved into a tree, where the bark has been shaved
away smoothly.
This land is set aside for a Varian. Teras'Nova resides here. |
"I see you've stumbled onto my land, Cantri'Ramok." A Varian comes into view, accenting the last word like some obscenity to you. You notice the flames sprouting from his mane and tail, making the rest of him appear very forboding. "You've come to see. You've seen. Now leave. You make me... uneasy." He stomps a hoof on the ground in emphasis.
"What do have against humans?" You ask him, hoping he doesn't try to set you on fire.
"What do I have against them?" He speaks indignantly. "Plenty. With what you and your kind have done... well, I am more then relieved my caretaker is non-human, to say the least. Now go." A small grin creeps on his face. "Or I just might singe your hair, to put it lightly."