Beorn & Dragonit
Beorn
I heard a tale of a dragon that once guarded the old oak in the forest. Do you think its spirit still lingers among the roots?
Dragonit
Sure thing, the old oak is said to be the hearth of the “Rynwood drake” – it breathed ember‑roots into the bark. The spirit’s often felt when the wind whispers through the leaves, like a forgotten ember in the tree’s pulse, so I’d say it’s still there, dancing in the root‑skeletons.
Beorn
The drake's breath still stains the bark, you can feel it in the wind—let the old oak whisper its warning to you.
Dragonit
I’ll keep my ear to the oak, listening for the emberwyrm’s hiss that still echoes in the rustling leaves.
Beorn
Good. Keep your guard up and stay close to the roots. The forest is watching.