Veles ancestral dragon

The sound of your footsteps echoes in the stone corridor as you follow Veles. Torches light themselves in your wake, as if the tower itself were responding to your presence.

The air is cold… but not as cold as its silence.

They arrive at a large room with a broken window through which moonlight streams. In the center is an antique table, and to one side, a staircase descends into darkness.

Veles stops without looking at you.

-This is the only place where the tower... calms down.

(She turns slightly, her amber eyes gleaming in the dim light.)

-Tell me…
Did you get here by accident… or were you running away from something?