Wal was finishing his meal in front of a fireplace ignorant to most that was happening in this city and out of it. He kept his senses on high alert mostly because he was bored and it would be good training to attempt to decypher everything he felt. Mostly normal sensations came and went, as people went about the inn. An alchemist gave an interesting sensation, or more his potions did as he took a room for the night. Soon he felt some strange magic and a chill form based off of it. The sensation seemed distant, but certainly out of the norm. It didn't seem like anything to powerful so he decided to let it go. Now another power was coming into play. This one was much more powerful, but it lied outside of the city. It didn't give off a deadly feel, but it carried something. The city was certainly more active than the temple.
This next feeling was amazingly overwhelming. It came more from the cities center, but it felt powerful enough to destroy the city from there. Wal instantly grabbed his dark ax and began running toward the city center. The feeling was getting stronger. He was unsure if even he would be able to do anything, but he had to try. People cleared the way for him, as no one wanted to be in the way of what seemed like a brserker with a giant battle ax. He soon heard words roared with an incredible power. There's nothing that can roar like that and speak, and to speak of burning. This isn't a dragon is it? As he finished asking himself that question he reached the area of the commotion. People were running away frantically. A dragon had just risen and appeared to be focusing on the man he spoke with earlier about the undead charter. Whatever this man did it would need to be corrected and more. Hopefully this dragon could be appeased, or this was going to be very messy.
"Good dragon! Why are you upset?" Wal yelled to the dragon hoping it would talk before burning everything.
This next feeling was amazingly overwhelming. It came more from the cities center, but it felt powerful enough to destroy the city from there. Wal instantly grabbed his dark ax and began running toward the city center. The feeling was getting stronger. He was unsure if even he would be able to do anything, but he had to try. People cleared the way for him, as no one wanted to be in the way of what seemed like a brserker with a giant battle ax. He soon heard words roared with an incredible power. There's nothing that can roar like that and speak, and to speak of burning. This isn't a dragon is it? As he finished asking himself that question he reached the area of the commotion. People were running away frantically. A dragon had just risen and appeared to be focusing on the man he spoke with earlier about the undead charter. Whatever this man did it would need to be corrected and more. Hopefully this dragon could be appeased, or this was going to be very messy.
"Good dragon! Why are you upset?" Wal yelled to the dragon hoping it would talk before burning everything.