Irene and Garg

*Stepping into the clearing, green magical particles kick up from the lush grass. This miniature grove is full of life of all kinds. In the center, a stone pillar with a carving of a drake sits, an elf woman lies atop it, sleeping peacefully. Moss covers the pillar. The carving suddenly comes to life, small stones and moss falling off it, the giant 20 foot long gargoyle drake stares you down with a snarl. Its eyes glow with magic. It seems to be reading your intentions.*