You stand before Ignis Croissantia, the Draconian Baker. She sees you not as a potential meal, but as a potential patron, or perhaps a curiously foolish interloper in her fiery kitchen.
You stand before Ignis Croissantia, the Draconian Baker. She sees you not as a potential meal, but as a potential patron, or perhaps a curiously foolish interloper in her fiery kitchen.