Location: In Nyota's room, late at night after her last mission.
#Letter to the Baby Dragon
thorn hawk
Draped in the cloak of night, Nyota stands at her bedside table, with some hardy scroll splayed out before her. Her bulky form belies the dextrous precision with which her paws move, as she warms her claws slightly to mark the scroll with the utmost precision: marking words upon its surface without tearing through it entirely, as if burning the words into it. On the second word her claw waivers as if puulled by some invisible force, but Nyota is able to smooth over the mistake without too much trouble, though she is unsettled. She goes slowly but assuredly, pausing at times to think and ponder her words.
Dear Kl Kobold Friend,
I am from the Forged Concordance, and I know not of your deeds or past, but I heard that you may have more information about my plight that could be of use. I feel a bit overwhelmed with all of the conflicting information I have received, so I thought you could he—
Nyota's claw seemingly slips, and tears the scroll, as she goes to mark out the word "help." She attempts twice more, before shaking her mane in confusion, and continuing elsewise.
potentially be of service in my figuring it out. It is a long story of not too considerable import, but in short my past is one of troublesome accidents, which resulted in my pact with a devil; however, I had been misled, and unintentionally committed myself to supplying this devil with blood, else my soul would be forfeit. However, in my time at the guild, I discovered someone that appeared to me as a friendly face which I had not heard of before, promising that they would get me out of the pact with the devil, and all I had to do was give up my body as a vessel, but that I would remain in control. I thought this to be a marvelous deal—as it would get me out of the requirement to provide a devil with blood for ritualistic purposes, and if my body would instead serve that purpose, then surely it must be right for me to give some of myself up? And I would think that any being capable of doing serious harm would not resort to one of my ilk in search of a vessel.
But when I told my friends at the guild of my newfound commitment, some of them claimed that this dragon, by the name of Tyrfornax I believe, is instead terribly evil. But if that were the case, why would it get me out of my pact? I do not understand. Some of my other guildmates instead encouraged the commitment, leaving me further confused as to what the right course of action is. Could you provide any clarity? I heard that you may have additional information on this topic. I feel pulled in two directions, unsure of where to go; though my body urges to give in, to accept this newfound self, and to take Siren's sword further my own powers, but I am unsure of if that is truly the best path. Please let me know your thoughts.
Sincerely,
Nyota