Sohalia
Boreal called a greeting, and Sohalia grinned as the dragon approached to sniff her all over. She giggled, holding her hands up, palms out, in front of her, recognizing the gesture as the universal language of a creature searching for food. "I'm sorry," she told the dragon. "I don't have anything." To Tal, she added, "What does she like? I'd love to bring her something next time."Then she considered Tal's question. Was she ready for adventure? It was one thing to dream of it and quite another to embark upon one's first realadventure - or what felt like it, anyway. She bit her lip. "I'm a bit nervous, actually," she admitted. Before she could stop herself, she added, "Are you certain skyships are safe?"
it's just a spark, but it's enough to keep me going
