A morning at Ore Altae.
Hubae, panting, wonders what all these little people she can't remember want with her.
This time, it was a whole army!
The little brown guy has called all his buddies...
She was on her way to the stable to check whether Serae-Kin's mektoub was ready for his monthly inspection of the School.
She remembers that she had just enough time to hide among the hobbled animals.
There was a whole Drakani army in front of her, accompanied by those damned Talodi Kamists.
Unfortunately, a filthy, dragon-wearing Ktheros catches sight of him.
Panic-stricken, without understanding why, she started to run.
Under the indifferent gaze of the Guard, the trykeri threw themselves in pursuit, howling and brayering.
Behind her, she could hear a strangely familiar name being shouted by the Pack...
Fortunately, she runs fast.
She just had time to duck behind the door.
These barbarians insulted and threatened the doorman, but fortunately he remained firm.
Now they're all gone.
The homine feels strange.
Curled up under a table, she's overwhelmed, wondering how to react.
In her belly, a friendly warmth gently rises.
A strange, forgotten presence gently urges her not to warn Serae-Kin...
Hubae, panting, wonders what all these little people she can't remember want with her.
This time, it was a whole army!
The little brown guy has called all his buddies...
She was on her way to the stable to check whether Serae-Kin's mektoub was ready for his monthly inspection of the School.
She remembers that she had just enough time to hide among the hobbled animals.
There was a whole Drakani army in front of her, accompanied by those damned Talodi Kamists.
Unfortunately, a filthy, dragon-wearing Ktheros catches sight of him.
Panic-stricken, without understanding why, she started to run.
Under the indifferent gaze of the Guard, the trykeri threw themselves in pursuit, howling and brayering.
Behind her, she could hear a strangely familiar name being shouted by the Pack...
Fortunately, she runs fast.
She just had time to duck behind the door.
These barbarians insulted and threatened the doorman, but fortunately he remained firm.
Now they're all gone.
The homine feels strange.
Curled up under a table, she's overwhelmed, wondering how to react.
In her belly, a friendly warmth gently rises.
A strange, forgotten presence gently urges her not to warn Serae-Kin...