#fellmoondoll

To explore the farthest reaches of Liurnia often meant delving deeply into risk, and Sypha was no stranger to it. Through the thick shrouds of fog and mists that seemed to shed from the equally bleak sky, the drake that guarded the forlorn, haunted castle resulting in a fierce, contentious battle. Victory was within reach until, with a mighty beating of its wings, the drake soared into the air with a deafening roar until it disappeared from sight. Racing over the flagstones, Sypha darted into the castle past the portcullis, exhaling a sigh of relief.