Having been bested by an overgrown bird, Theseus feels a sense of shame and fragility that she never knew before. Thus while Sylvie tends to her wounds, she lays beneath the abyssal defeated and quiet, listening to Cookie Dough comforting the gryphon. The sense of overwhelming dread washes over her as she hears a horrifying screech near their island. Standing at the ready, she positions herself in front of Sylvie, Cookie Dough, and the injured gryphon, directly ...

Days later, our fine feather winged fluffy sapiere and her new found long scaled friend find themselves amongst the floating isles. What should have been a glorious vision of nature, was naught but a corrupted vortex of danger. The string of purple hues swirling through the clouds painted a most beautiful and haunting aura over the ethereal floating landmasses. From their vantage point, the two dragons saw that many of their kind were already arriving and findin...

After having successfully cleansed the two creatures. Our merry quartet learned their names, Tian and Dancer. They then were told that the strange creatures were called gryphons, and that more of their kind had fallen ill to the corruption that engulfed their home. The Floating Isles they called it, fitting name. Though Tian and Dancer did not stick around for more pleasantries, the new information left more questions than they had answers for.  Â...

Well this is juuuust great. Lost again. Where was I even heading.. Theseus thinks to herself as she flies over the vast ocean. Not a single strip of land as far as her eyes can see. The horizon, an endless rippling as the sun falls beneath it. She continues to soar as the sunlight fades and the night takes her vision. Ain’t that the pits. First I get lost at sea and now I ...