Wheeling Gull Isle I'll be there next time

Droman had seen storms before and he'd heard about others, but never had one been recounted so fantasically! Such descriptive words pulled imaginative sighs from the juvenile's maw as he thought about what a storm of such power might be like. It was as though he had never been in a real storm before and going out to search for one was all that his heart desired.

Nonetheless, Droman sat silently with a dopey look of amazement as he waited for Faeryn to continue.