You walk up to the large iron-cast gates nervously. Both are wide open, and you search for a watchdragon, wondering if the Weyr bothers to post a guard. A white form steps out of the shadows, causing you to jump. He s a tiny creaute, with two folded wings dainty hooves, and a long pealy horn. Wih a start you realize that he must be a alicorn.

"Hello." The unicorn speakes slowly, and directly into you mind. He blinks prettily and looks at you with wide black eyes. "I am Skylin. Have you come to enter the weyr? Carry on then. Just don't upset the dragons."

The weyr is large and circular. You stand at the only wide crevice in the circle, and to your sides are doors over ten times the size of a human. You wonder how they open and close the doors until, above you, a huge green dragon flies.

Will you enter the weyr?

Yes

No

 

 

 

Skylin was born at The Silver Unicorn.

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