I will stay out here, until I'm needed. I prefer to stay as a dragon, for as long as possible, says the dragonness.

Her mate nuzzles her, then - crumple crumple, and he's human again. Illusions must do something to actual size, as well as just looking human. I don't mind, obviously. What sorts of things are you checking for?

He starts walking towards the bar. Yvae and Pyranir follow, looking around with fascination and trepidation, respectively.

Ilayse follows at a more sedate pace, looking at Pen. If you come to my world, will you fly with me?