Lidia was up early and was ready when the Lore Mistress called them together and told her to ride in wagon #4. She had just finished breakfast and hitched her horse to the back of the wagon. She was not going to part with the mare she brought up as a colt. The farmer's daughter threw her satchel in back where she could reach it. Lidia did not hear voices or have odd visions. She mentally envisioned her cave and wondered what kind if dragon she'd have. *A red dragon would be the most feared and most likely to be hunted and killed. She hoped for a small one she could keep in the house rather than one she could ride. Lidia did not see herself as a fighter. She was more interested in having one for tracking or companion. She pondered, *maybe a small rideable one. I could fly on long journeys. One that could hide in the woods would be nice.*