[Need is riding the bony horselike animal she's managed to tame as much as she can while she still can, since she doesn't believe she'll get to take Thistle when they go, and if they could it wouldn't be happy without its herd.
She sees the skeleton in the dunes from a good distance, a small pale figure, and stares for a while, remembering that written conversation from some time back - it's hard to think of it in terms of days, given how inconsistent those are. Then she gives a deep, heartfelt sigh and gets her not-horse to approach.
...The dracolisk likes to eat bones so probably she shouldn't get off or let it loose to roam.]
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She sees the skeleton in the dunes from a good distance, a small pale figure, and stares for a while, remembering that written conversation from some time back - it's hard to think of it in terms of days, given how inconsistent those are. Then she gives a deep, heartfelt sigh and gets her not-horse to approach.
...The dracolisk likes to eat bones so probably she shouldn't get off or let it loose to roam.]