Adira Hasidare
“If I knew how I’d gotten here, I wouldn't have tried to fly out just a moment ago. Though, yes. Escaping is my number one priority, and somehow I doubt I’ll be able to accomplish that on my own. I need to get back to my world, I don’t have time for… whatever this is.” Drake motioned to the arena with his hand and Adira nodded at this gesture for she had to agree. She and Fell needed to get back to. Drake's eyes shifted to where Fell stood beside her. “Do dragons not have wings where you’re from? … Does he breathe fire? Dragons only exist in books and fairy tales where I’m from. And they aren’t typically portrayed as friendly, much less companions.”
Adira felt herself twitch again, but calmed herself. "Fell is actually a Fanghur," she explained patiently, "They're the smaller cousins to dragons. They usually live isolated in the mountains and are extremely territorial, but my family managed to domesticate a small herd of them and have found that they make excellent companions." She patted Fell's side proudly. "They don't breath fire but eventually they do in fact grow wings, however not until they're fully grown - Fell here is still currently only in his late teens." She could see his hand twitch as if he were growing to touch Fell but restrained himself. Fell, however, was always happy to receive the attention and nudged Drake's hand so that it rested on top of Fell's head, then crooned happily. He'd not gotten this much attention since they'd felt the village. Adira 'tsk'ed at his behavior, but couldn't help the small smile that came to her lips.
Suddenly a figure popped up a few feet from where the three of them stood and Adira jumped. It was a girl with silver hair, wearing black clothing with purple accents. "Hi." she said before coughing, "What is this place?" Adira blinked at her sudden appearance. The girl appeared human, but had she just teleported? Did that mean she was a wizard of some kind? "Uh, well, I don't know exactly. No one does it seems." she said hesitantly, "Who are you?