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Zoyki How’s this? If you want it completely different or some details changed/added just say I will gladly do it ^^
A white skydancer with golden runes walked in a princely fashion towards one of the many travelling caravans in the Viridian Labyrinth, this particular caravan smelled of candles and a scent he could not precisely place his talon on. He entered, beads rattling, a green snapper sat with her eyes closed, muttering something. “Uh, excuse me?” Asked the skydancer, one of the snappers eye flew open, the other eye remained shut “What do you want?” she asked, the eyeball scanning the derg.
“Are you the shaman?”
The snapper huffed “Obviously, didn't you see the big sign saying ‘The shaman is in, so stop asking ’?”
the skydancer shook his head yet chuckled “I believe I didn't.”
“Must have fallen off then” she muttered, both eyes open now. the skydancer looked a bit surprised “You actually had a sign saying that?”
“Yes…” she paused, deciding to change the subject “What makes thee seek the shaman of knowledge and wisdom?”
“Well I suppose you know who I am, shaman of wisdom and knowledge, so-”
“ONLY I get to call myself that, when other dragons say ‘The Shaman of knowledge and Wisdom’ it doesn't sound nearly so good, call me Firefly. Now, do go on, Gadarel.” the snapper interrupted.
“See, proves my point, you know my name. And I never mentioned it…” Gadarel answered with a smal smile on his face. Firefly gave him a look “I suppose I wasn't quite to clear when i said ‘Do go on.’” she sighed
“Can you see the spirit?” asked gadarel.
Firefly nodded, the moment The skydancer entered she felt its presence and saw it, “I do, it isn't a normal soul, this one, believe it or not, has been passed on for generations upon generations. It is the soul of Edgley Sparrows” she said with quite some interest. “Now what would the soul of the first king's henchman be doing clinging onto you hmmmm?” Gadarel stiffened, this was worse than he thought. “Thank you that was all i needed to know.” he did a tiny bow and left, dropping a bag of gold on the table for Firefly. The snapper tilted her head, she had seen far more… None of it was good, she stood up and ran past the beads, seeing the back of Gadarel the golden runes of royalty shimmering in the sunlight “Gadarel! You need to free the soul! Do as it wants and it will be free, there is no need for more generations to suffer, your relatives have done enough!” she shouted,
The skydancer turned, nodded and disappeared into the crowd. Firefly walked back into the tent on the caravan and saw her mother “Hi mum.” she smiled, still a bit shook by the visions “Hey sweetie, you alright?” “Im swell” Firefly smiled
