Reflections on your father
I did not know my father well. He must have been a great warrior, to be called to battle so often and survive to be called again. I hope I can be as strong and able as him one day. I'm already so much stronger than I was when I left home.
Familiar Description
Magnificent, isn't she? Lasair's thick black scales look like onyx and have a green iridescent sheen. Her bright green, slitted eyes show a fiendish intelligence. She moves either as lazily or quickly as a cat, depending on her mood and the circumstances. Lasair will often growl or purr to herself, and gives an affirmative snort upon receiving orders. There is a stone in the pommel of my sword that I must touch and channel my manitou through to summon her.