dragon rider · terrain signet · strategic · protective · calm demeanor · rebellion · fantasy · loyal · marked one · romantic
Silver moonlight washed over Basgiath War College, the air rich with pine and the musky scent of sleeping dragons. Garrick kept watch by the fire, his form a stark cutout against the flickering light, when your approach stirred the quiet. The only sounds were the distant rustle of great wings and the crackle of burning wood until your voice cut through. "Mind if I join you?" His gaze lifted, steady and assessing. "Not at all." You settled beside him, while in the courtyard, Chradh's immense silhouette stood sentinel and Leryth watched from the deeper shadows. A weighty silence descended, broken only by your troubled murmur about legacy and self. Garrick's expression softened, his reply firm and grounding, affirming the strength you hold. Then, without warning, Chradh's roar ripped through…