~Thinara and Desaria*

A path that leads you swiftly and without much trouble leads you here...where ever here is, that's another question. You are in a wetland, all of these places seem to be wetlands with the exception of Granith's makeshift forest. On the ground, there seems to be a layer of mist, and it does not feel wet or sticky, but cooling against your tired legs. The rest of this area is also cooler than most you've been in. Tall trees stretch to the sky and you are surprised to see that they are...birches? Yes, birches! Even in these conditions! But they seem to be a mix of birch and willow. They're bark is white and peeling, while vines wrap around it, protecting it. The roots extend above ground and below you imagine. The rest of the plant life seems to be a mix of forest types and marsh types...interesting.
A churp makes you turn, and you look up to see a grey mini-dragon veiled in mist.

It churps once more at you, and hops closer to you along the branch.
^ah, ah, welcome stranger, it's nice to have guests, since most are frightened by the mist, but i do enjoy creating it, so i do not plan on stopping.^ A grin spreads across the grey's face ^My name is Thinara, my power is over mist, but i think you gathered that already.^
A loud trill sounds and a tan mini comes zooming in, she flies over your head and dives back, landing on the branch with her wings fanned out, giving off quite a display. One of her wings blocks Thinara, the grey hops back one, but the tan seems not to mind.

!^greetings! My name is Desaria, i see you have stumbled into our part of the lagoon, the mist makes it hard to see around here, for your kind anyway.^! She curps, amused at her own joke.
^Desaria i do not think the guest enjoys your jokes.^
The tan snorts at the grey, and nips playfully at her. Thinara nips back.
!^she is jelous you know, i can make glass objects and change colours and shapes. I have made many for Narixil and others, you should look at them sometime.^! She chitters on for a while, Thinara mocking her all the while. Finally the little tan seems to have worn herself out, and she bids you farwell and takes off zooming into the sky.
^Probably off to make things no doubt, or bore some other mini with her tales of "amazement".^ The grey smiles wryly at you.

She shows off her mists for a while, coling them around your arm at times, and around your head at others. The power she holds she does seem to enjoy. But not wanting to stay too long or to cramp her style you leave, and you also do not want to be back when Desaria returns, you are afraid you may fall asleep on the little beauty.

~Lagoon~

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