In the lobby of the Gœnion's heart, you look around and take in its offers. From radiant sculptures from tempered lava to the main mosque of Kyoxion Gœnion.

As you take in everything, a voice makes you turn out of instincts. Turning around, you see the man- or dragon himself, Oriephyus.

"I see your travel here was.. unscathed... good" he flashed a small, yet noticeable smile