W-2530: Syatha

The sun shone warmly down on a very strange scene indeed. Three drakiri stood in the shallow valley of a series of foothills, with their snowcapped mountain looming in the distance. Two of these drakiri were aware of each other, the third watched on from atop one of the graceful hills, the sun glinting off the gold streaks in his mane and along his feathers. Icarus Sinbad sat to rest his hooves, feeling each of them t...