eloy

Havoc sees a mottled Snapper in a shabby hat across the clearing, and she bounds over with happy yips. Chaos walks beside you so he can introduce you to the resident potions master. When you reach eloy, you see she is picking flowers. But, only the oldest and most fragrant of flowers. "We love our older petals," she tells Havoc, "because their smells are the most complex, and they are the strongest." You follow the dragon as she ambles over to a cluster of glass bubbles and tubes, and you realize it has liquids simmering in different bulbs. Eloy smiles to you, then turns and adds the petals she has just gathered to an unused glass bulb. She walks a few steps away and reaches into a pouch hanging from a nearby limb, then she pulls out a flask, uncorks it and sniffs the contents. With a shake of her head, she hurriedly closes the flask and puts it back, then rummages through the pouch for several long seconds before she holds a similar flask aloft and exclaims "Aha!" She waddles back to the contraption and pours seven drops of fluid exactly from the flask in her talons. "Now, we wait, my friends," eloy says with a smile.

Chaos hails the great Snapper and hands her a sealed letter. "From Augustina," he tells her, which earns a brilliant smile and warm gratitude. She unfolds the paper with care and starts to read as her smile grows brighter and she starts to bounce up and down in place. "It worked," she giggles, which causes a curious Havoc to hop onto her back and ask, "Dem projects?" Eloy gleefully nods and dances around the clearing where the Snappers live.

"She mixed the C738H1166N812O203_S2Fe with the synthetic blood plasma and it worked like a champ!" After a celebratory dance with Havoc on her back, eloy dashes off to dash off a letter to her friend who lives on the other side of the Behemoth in the center of the Viridian Labyrinth.

You see Havoc tap eloy on the shoulder and whisper into her ear before she leaps to the ground and prances away with a satisfied look on her pointy face. Eloy's expression shows confusion, colored with wonder, as she looks over her shoulder to the shadows that line the Snapper clearing. There, just inside the shadowy tree-line, stands a glossy blue Snapper. Their eyes meet.

One day, eloy walks to her equipment and patiently waits for a brew to stop bubbling. Havoc bounces over and perches on the potions master's head and asks, "Whatcha doin?"

Eloy reaches for the cooling brew and pours it over some small seeds and sets them aside to dry in the sunlight as she explains, "Melan likes sunflowers, so I want to grow some that are blue, like her. This potion should change the color of the flowers to a beautiful blue, like her, as well as make them bigger and stronger."

As they turn away, Havoc asks, "What if birdses eats the seeds?"

Eloy sighs and admits, "That could be a problem. Let us hope no birds eat my lovely gift."

Havoc looks over her shoulder to where a greedy bluejay has landed beside the seeds and started to messily devour them. "Too late," the silver poodle mumbles. Eloy sighs and turns around to watch the tiny songbird twist and grow until he becomes a glossy blue Skydancer that struggles to fly away with his new, giant wings.