If you find yourself aboard a particular light airship on a fine day, you may see a dragon flitting through the clouds at a distance. If you were paying attention, you may also notice the ship’s weather mage is mysteriously absent her post.
If you ask the crew about it, none of them know what you’re talking about, but they all avert their gazes and will quickly find something else to do somewhere else. Why are you asking so many questions, when the weather is so nice?




















