She had already gained a good view of the village from above during all those trips up the mountain, but she would not deny herself the opportunity to take a balloon ride up to observe the city.

Weaving the balloon together out of snake leather, she leashed it to the basket with the thick rope she was given. She had to kindly ask for assistance from the dragonseer to light the fire for her (which he did, with a snort and a huff), and into the air she floated.

Up, up and away she ascending, breaking through the low hanging clouds and gaining a view of the city. From above at this angle, she could finally make out the fact that the town was shaped in a S. Quite peculiar, considering most urban planning conventions.

She did not realise until it hit her that she was still ascending too quickly, and soon she was surrounding by a dark miasma cloud. Coughing, the thin air made it hard for her to breathe, and she quickly drove a small puncture into the balloon, hoping that it would take her down.