Once the shock of her crash landing wore off, Wyheree found she quite enjoyed the strange realm of RhyDin, the Red Dragon Inn being a particular favorite. All manners of creatures called this place home - alien beings wearing great suits of metal, vampires who walked in the daylight, but the creatures who fascinated Whyeree the most were the innumberable dragons. The noble beasts were nearly extinct in her realm, and seeing so many in one place took her breath away. Many a pleasant evening was spend sitting at the Inn's long bar, sipping Elven wine and watching the comings and goings of the other patrons. Some were aloof, others boorish, but some Wyheree grew to trust. Slowly she made friends in her new world - ones who helped her adjust to her new body and rapidly growing powers. Sometimes the ice within her took over, and rained hail and snow upon others. Once, when her temper got the best of her, she nearly killed a sparring partner with an ice-encased fist. After several weeks she grew comfortable in her new form, and spend many happy hours with her small handful of dear friends. Then, while talking with a warrior-maid, the other's woman's eyes darkened at the entrance of a bronzed young man, who shifted into a bronze dragon of breathtaking beauty. The two began to argue, culminating with the maid threatening the dragon with the sale of his hide - to Wyheree! The discussion ended when the bronze planted a kiss full on the warrior's lips! Stunned, Wyheree watched as the handsome dragon left, worried he would assume she was a dragon hunter, when nothing was further from the truth...