She couldn't fault the two dovaa for looking away from their child for a moment too long - she really couldn't. Suluksati knew that toddlers of all sorts tended to wander and could cover a surprising amount of ground when one's back was turned. What she did fault the two dovaa for was for making their camp near the cave of freaking dragons.
Oh she knew about the cave - the place where warriors of all stripes went to prove their worth by slaughtering the dragons that lived there. She had intended - at some point - to go there herself and see how many draconic lives she could save. The inverse of what the warriors wanted.
She could only assume that the Dovaa were civilians and hadn't known that the famous cave was just over the ridge from their pleasant little campsite. If they had known, they were stupid. Dragons did not like their territory intruded on, and the best way to prevent dragon and magescan conflict - she had learned from long hard experience - was to keep them far away from each other. Which meant no campsites with wandering youngsters too close to a cave full of dragons.
Of course, she couldn't turn down the couple, who were desperate enough to ask a drakein for help. And she couldn't leave the child in danger - dragons were, after all dangerous. Beautifully, primally so. But that wouldn't matter for a mere dovaa hatchling. She would find them and pull them out of the cave and protect them because that was what she did.
So. Here she was. At the mouth of a cavern full of the creatures she had sworn to defend, who were very likely to be dying by her claws today, knowing dragons. Wonderful. Another day in the life of Suluksati, the defender of dragons. That child had better be alive and adorable.
- Ysali Dragon Orb x 6
- Ayrala Dragon Orb x 4
- Kiandri Dragon Orb x 5
