"it's a bad time to travel north. it's breeding season". Wild boars were the worst she could think of at the time, well aware that even they would have been a threat... but this?! "Farah! Come back!" she jolted forward to protect her dog from the fastly approaching dragon. The widely opened mouth of the dragon filling up her view, now seeming only a few feet away. She cries out, her arms holding the staff shaking in fear as everything around her fades to bright light..