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Break out. Literally

Considering Morganna want to 'study' you, you have the feeling you don't want to be around here when she sets aside the time. You're with Artie on this one, the further you can get from here right now the better. You'll have to come back, you know, aside from having to find a way to change yourself back, it feels inevitable. Besides, your camera is still still in there. Artie flutters onto you shoulder. You can feel a slight shudder from the bird as it lands. It's probably against every instinct to get so near an obvious predator. "That way," he says, spreading a wing to point the way out.

Quickly you move. Even if Artie wasn't here, you could easily follow your trail back upwards. there arn't many other fresh scents around, Morganna apparently isn't in the habit of keeping prisoners. Well, she does, but her prisoners become her servents. As you rise further upwards, you start smelling a fresh breeze, as Artie directs you to a small arrow slit. "This is where I came in." he caws, jumping into the crevice. "There should be a door a few halls down, there are a few guards but..."

You don't have time for that, nor do you want to risk getting Morganna's attention. You charge the wall, Artie, jumping out and flapping away as you collide, putting all your force into your shoulder. Rock and stone shatter, the wall exploding outward and into the night. You fall through, falling a short distance before landing on all fours, bits of gravel and stonework landing about you. You shake yourself, sending dust and stone flying from your coat. Artie flaps down, hovering in front of you, "Or there's that way." he admits, a bit awestruck by your display. You here the sound of shouting, and quickly make for th trees, yur powerful legs and arms creating a massive stride that quickly the castle far behind you. "Wait up!" you here Artie yell as he flaps behind, trying not to hit trees as he tails behind you. You slow your pace, and the bird takes lead. "We need to get back to Kalibyrn," he says, winding his way along the secret route. You easily keep pace. You hope the dragon has a plan...


Written by Dream Weaver

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