A teasing smirk was given in response to Sivan's 'if' statement.
A brief but necessary amount of scene change time later.
A large, adult green dragon could be seen lifting off from Kalzasi's hospital, with two passengers nestled in behind his wing joints. No saddle would be needed, the flight would be a comfortable one. As they started to leave from Kalzasi, a few hundred meters above the ground, Laurevere spoke into their minds, "And yes, all elves are secretly something else. However, it is considered impolite to ask them to reveal that before they are ready. Better to just befriend them and let them come to you in their own time." This was accompanied by a small mental chuckle.
It was a short flight out of Kalzasi, and by extension, out of the protective divine aurora of Arcas. Once they left that umbrella, the world outside was one of snow and darkness. Outside of this barrier, magic was stifled, and down below, herds of shadow creatures could be seen racing across the white landscape, reminders of what the world was like without a god's touch. Thankfully, no people were seen running from these beings.
After going due south for several hours, a plume of steam could be seen rising from a large forest. For those familiar with the region, this was the Enchanted Bog situated roughly halfway between Kalzasi and Zaichaer. Laurevere banked downward, coming to a gentle landing in the snow outside the edge of the forest.
"You two must make your own way in. It is the law of this particular land and one I cannot break. I will welcome you upon arriving in Blacklily. Best of luck."
With a flap of his wings, he took off once more, heading deeper into the Enchanted Bog, leaving the pair on their own.
