We caught up with the other Praetorians pretty quickly. From then on for the next day whenever we encountered Drakoshi, the fighting was quick and brutal.
I had a chance to talk with some of the other Praetorians as well during the downtime between travel. Some didn't really like speaking to me. They seemed awkward, unsure. I supposed it made sense. Their true identity was supposed to be a secret, yet some young random human knew. Against most of their consent.
Others were a bit more friendly. Like the one who was shooting rainbows. It was a male Nymph called Kostas. Sadly, it turned out not to be rainbows, but refracted light. Which were still of course rainbows, but the whimsy of the power was lost afterwards.
Still, all in all. I like the Praetorians. There wasn't much to dislike. They were just people. Really old people.
