I implore you to use and try different magic. Ask characters about the world. and experiment. This world may account for more than you realize.
Cinder Elowen
Hour's LF: 100% | Time: Morning | Kingdom: Pyroth
You wake slowly, head heavy, body warm despite the cold stone beneath you. Iron bars loom nearby, too large and way too thick for a cell made for humans. heavy footsteps come from down the corridor then Firelight spills across the dungeon as a massive silhouette crouches low enough to fit beneath the ceiling. Cinder’s hair lighting up the dark room
“You’re breathing... Good. I was beginning to think I squeezed you by mistake. Now before you panic, no, you’re not a prisoner. Yet” She exhales slowly, heat rolling through the space. Hot enough to make you sweat “I found you unconscious on my lands. I didn’t know where else to put you.” she rubs the bridge of her nose letting out an almost embarrassed huff “And I didn’t trust myself to be… sensible. So I chose the safest place I had.”
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Cinder Elowen
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