After the words

[Iron Dragoon]

'Please do. The fox can lead you here.'

"She's on her way. Let's go look at some of that wood."

[Anastasia]

How much wood do you want?

[Iron Dragoon]

I dunno, honestly. A few good size logs and maybe a large-ish stump?

[Anastasia]

This takes a bit of time, but you gather such easily enough.

Go ahead and add it to your sheet.

[Iron Dragoon]

Done.

[Anastasia]

Once that's done, "Is that enough wood for you," Your host asks as you go.

[Iron Dragoon]

"Yes. I plan to use the stump as a stand for one of my anvils. The logs will be used for a few projects I have in mind."

[Anastasia]

Words are cut off - as you hear a vast roar above.

Maccan looks around sharply, a holy symbol of Selune in his hand from seeming nowhere.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa rolls her eyes.

"It might be her. She tends to the scaly side. Let's go see."

[Anastasia]

You don't even have to go - a look up shows a familiar dragon in the skies above.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa waves, "Get down here and introduce yourself!"

[Anastasia]

Ianvasah descends slowly, a transformation back to her half elf form as she lands, falling the last 10ft or so. She lands with a thump and on her feet, dusting herself off, "Ianvasah," she offers with a polite look, "You are...?"

"Maccan," Is the answer after a few moments, "It's rare to see your particular breed here."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa raises an eyebrow, "Perceptive. Which means you likely knew who and what I was when we met. Questioning to test my honesty or simply going through the motions of conversation?"

[Anastasia]

"I am a Lunatic," Maccan explains, "I see things and receive visions, it's what our purpose is."

Ianvasah merely sniffs and then, "Then can you fulfill our need?"

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa pat's him on the arm, "Forgive her. She actually did grow up in the woods with wild animals."