For a heart-stopping moment, Bren was afraid they'd answered wrongly, and this was their punishment. He had just enough time for his regrets to start forming when..A great flash of electric blue sped past you as you flailed in mid-air with nothing to grab onto.
... they were caught and safely riding the undead dragon! Bren counted heads instinctively, but all seemed accounted for, and despite the sudden fall, it seemed they had indeed answered correctly!Brendoran was on her head, Oreleth, Bria, and Oscar were along her open spine, Nivirea was held in her left front claw, Luna held in the right front, and Otiorin constricted up nicely in her tail as pretty as you please.
"Thank you, Undying One," Bren managed, his upbringing providing politeness even through the breathless wonder of their fall, flight, and landing. He bowed respectfully, then turned to join the party's "huddle." "Knowing where exactly we are, or at least close enough, would definitely be a very good thing," he agreed. "I'm not sure how much SkySting is likely to know about our specific curse, but she knows of Mielikki well enough to know she's the Lady of Forests, so perhaps she knows enough about my lady-goddess's enemy to know what sort of thing is likely to work against her usual run of curses." He shook his head wonderingly. "Although her information may be outdated, or localized... she referred to Mielikki as the lady of 'jungles', oddly. In any case, it certainly won't hurt to ask. What shall our third be? Anyone have a personal query that they'd like to ask?"She cackled like a witch. "Here I place thee and soon I shall take mine leave of thee! But first, note yonder chests. Treasure! Treasure for thee. One of the three remains while two fade into rust and dust. Whichever thou chooseth to open first shall remain. The rest shall wither and pass on like all of thee in good time."