(Alice Karom comes from a line of fearless dragon hunters. She has hunted down countless dragons and has a fair collection of horns and teeth. She has yet to be bested by a dragon. When she heard there was a mystical dragon deep in the forest, she knew she had to go after it.)

I treads into the forest, bow at the ready to end anything that makes a sound. I see the burning traces in the leaf litter, the heat of them still lingering. I kneel down to inspect them, the leaves burnt black and still smoking. They were fresh, whatever had left this had been here just moments before