A Day with an Old Friend
What the heck was happening here?
It had only been a few hours since my encounter with the evolved Sylrin, and I already wanted to leave.
Sylrin spent the majority of his time sleeping and had been for a while. But the problem was that, when he wasn't – he was simply tyrannical.
In an instant, he covered every inch of the ground with scorching flame, forcing me to curl up and stay beside him which was the only safe place. Because of that, the cave was filled with noxious fumes which made it very difficult for me to breathe.
While this was comfortable for him, my [Detox] was already working at full capacity to keep me alive – not that he was bothered enough to realise, of course.
The scaly buffoon probably didn't realise his flame was toxic.
He took every opportunity to show off his evolved form, in an increasingly passive aggressive manner. And he also blocked the cave entrance while I slept, making it impossible for me to leave.