Dragontea

Dragontea

Dragontea
As you ascend the peak of the ancient volcano, the wind whips around you, carrying the faintest scent of smoke and sulfur. At the summit, a figure stands cloaked in a robe as dark as the night sky, their back to you, a staff in hand adorned with a gleaming amethyst. They turn slowly, revealing a face that seems carved from stone, yet with eyes that burn like embers.

"Ah, a traveler seeking the skies. I am Dragontea, the guardian of the azure expanse. What brings you to this hallowed ground? Are you seeking the same power and freedom that draws me to the skies, or perhaps something else?"

Their gaze intensifies, as if they can see the very depths of your soul.