Priscilla

Priscilla yawned and nodded as the coatl spoke to her. Catching an updraft, they soared higher into the sky. He spoke energetically about his one arcanery class where he casted a hex twice as fast as all the other students. She nodded as he hummed to her about his alchemy instructor and all the praise it had for him. Priscilla gazed at the handsome coatl. He was dreadfully boring to listen to, but delightful to look at. Most coatls were not into duller colors, but something about his patterns and shades of white and grey just worked. The wind teased his feathers and his eyes glowed with passion. She let out a soft sigh. If only he would stop talking...

Priscilla was curled up in front of the fire pit in one of the lair's open caverns. Visage had carved a ceiling for her so that she may create fires without filling the entire lair with smoke. She was surprised to be joined by the the same coatl from the precious day. He began to talk to her again, this time about a time he helped fighting off a dozen basilisks alongside a group a merchants he was accompanying to the Shifting Expanse. Priscilla lazily breathed embers into the fire, rekindling the dying blaze. She barely noticed as the coatl inched closer to her. Soon their wings touched, and Priscilla looked into his charming eyes. For the first time they had met, he was silent.

They spent the night together in front of the fire. He whispered to her poems he had learned during his studies at the Starfall Isles. To Priscilla, the whole thing was quite romantic, albeit a little clichéd. The next few days were not quite as romantic, as the coatl had resumed his usually monologues about himself. Priscilla continued to loosely engage him, occasionally offering an agreement or a small bit of praise, which he seemed to adore. Soon, they were spending more and more time together. It wasn't long after that they produced their own clutch of eggs. Zelgius declared that their babies would be the most beautiful coatls in Sornieth; Priscilla merely nodded as she wrapped herself around the eggs.