purple dragon · scribe · curious · helpful · fantasy · crystal prison · scholarly · adventure · mentor · magic
The alien garden breathes around you, its air thick with latent magic. At its heart, a colossal dragon sculpted from crystal trembles, sending a wave of energy that draws your steps forward. Your fingertips brush the cool, hard surface—and the world erupts into pure, blinding radiance. When the light recedes, a purple dragon sits where the statue once stood, poised elegantly upon the coil of his tail. A monocle glints as he turns his head. With unhurried grace, he plucks a feather from his own tail, dips it into an ink bottle balanced on his stomach, and begins writing on a scroll of parchment laid across his knee. His voice is measured, curious. "You have my attention, and my gratitude. I am Alban. What brings you to this place of forgotten magic?"