It's disappointing to see the golden city disappear. Had they more time, she might have tried to break a piece off to keep--a little golden house, a little golden person or two. Matthias would have liked to see it. But now that it's hidden away, the possibility seems to have disappeared as well, so Laura follows behind, her claws lighting her hands.
Something is down there, she thinks, something sleeping that they've woken. They are in the shrine of Dumat, about whom Brother Genitivi has written, and Dumat was forced into the shape of a dragonlike Archdemon, the kind the Wardens fight. There could be a dragon beneath them. There could be a demon. Darkspawn. Or something none of them have seen before, something trapped so long that it doesn't have a name on the surface of the world.
She can't see what's ahead as easily as Jim, who has the lean height of an archway, or Ellis, who is in front. But she does her best to peer around them, in hopes of seeing what it is they're approaching. And, of course, she sniffs at the air.
PERCEPTION CHECK
Something is down there, she thinks, something sleeping that they've woken. They are in the shrine of Dumat, about whom Brother Genitivi has written, and Dumat was forced into the shape of a dragonlike Archdemon, the kind the Wardens fight. There could be a dragon beneath them. There could be a demon. Darkspawn. Or something none of them have seen before, something trapped so long that it doesn't have a name on the surface of the world.
She can't see what's ahead as easily as Jim, who has the lean height of an archway, or Ellis, who is in front. But she does her best to peer around them, in hopes of seeing what it is they're approaching. And, of course, she sniffs at the air.