The pastel pink skydancer entered a beautiful, sunny cherry blossom field beyond hours and hours of walking through thick fog. The place was.. completely littered with cherry blossoms. It’s like a storm just blew here or something..
Styxla approached a large hollowed tree at the foot of a tall hill, where their meeting room is. Hundreds of smaller skydancers poured out from the large entrance. They stared at her, half curious as to what their leader has just brought back. They started discussing the matter to eachother, all in japanese.
Styxla tried to ignore them, as she went straight to her lead assistant, an adept mage’s chamber.
“Woah, hello there mistress.. What do you want me to do again? I’m free, if that’s what you needed.” Sinna nodded respectfully to the larger skydancer.
“I ask of you to resurrect this dragon.” Sinna was immediately shocked. Though, most people wouldn’t see it well under the hat that covers her eyes, Styxla knew her better.
“R-revive? A dragon? I-Sure, I know the powers to being a necromancer, b-but I have never tried it! Though, if you really want to then... Please give me a few weeks of practicing.”
Styxla nodded in understanding. “Put the body somewhere safe then, please.” She said, setting the body down onto the ground, before the silver and green skydancer. Sinna nodded respectfully again to her, and gently picking up the body, she slowly turned away, walking to somewhere else as the leader excuses herself, and she settled the body down in the deepest corner of her herb storage.
It’s gonna be a long day ahead..