>>5781530The woman had just shrugged again. She had no answers... But this tiny, mysterious creature DID.
“Say, if this is so dangerous, how are you allowed to sell it?” you’d asked warily.
“I can’t,” the scarred woman had admitted, “at least, not to anyone who isn’t a mage. And it’ll cost ya’, even so, both to buy and to keep the damnable thing alive. Each head eats different, we learned, and all eat plenty.”
You and Henzler exchanged a look. Of course, it was never a question of whether you would buy it, not in the least. What red-blooded young mage could resist such a creature? The only question was who would have the privilege, the responsibility, and the financial burden? You both had gold aplenty, of course—Henzler from her adoptive mother, you from your mother’s family., but she had more space… her mother’s space, the Archmage’s space, which meant sharing ownership with the Tower if the frightening old woman was so inclined.
Who purchased the ‘natural chimera’?
>You did>Henzler didWhere did you keep it?
>With you>With Henzler (hidden)>With the Archmage’s other chimeras>With the fairy court on Old Maple Hill>Write-inWhat did you name it?
>Write-in only 