[ She turns the figurine over in her hands, running a fingertip down the length of one wing. Carefully, she carves a faint guiding line for what will be the beginning of some veining later on. ]
The Father of Dragons, Midgardsormr, in the form he had when a child.
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[ She turns the figurine over in her hands, running a fingertip down the length of one wing. Carefully, she carves a faint guiding line for what will be the beginning of some veining later on. ]
The Father of Dragons, Midgardsormr, in the form he had when a child.