The Guide, Tumikums final Key

It is done. My last and final creation that I gift my Nation, Uhefje, shall be the final key of Tumikums potential. The greatest connection, roads, railways, ship courses, all paths lead to Tumikum. You shall be their Light and their Sign if found lost, Uhefje, I have my utmost faith in you, for I know you will love this journey of yours.

It's a day like that of a picture book, the sun is rising and its light stretches from behind the mountains that hide the morning sun for an hour longer for the people in the valley than the hills do of the nation close by. They reach the other side of the mountain chain and coat the land in gold, Tumikum has the second highest mountains in Oschata, but the cities reach far beyond into the sky. Flying buildings make a clear proclamation, Humans can create on the level of gods, but here this is no thread, it's a stunning achievement.

Soon the sunbeams wake up the sleeping dragon, they tickle her nose and with a sneeze she not only wakes up herself but also the snoozing creature next to her, her travel companion, a creation of a god that has long breatehd it's last breath. That creature is now rubbing their eyes and yawns in a sleep depriven way. Clearly they didn't sleep much last night, but they show no sign of going back to sleep, in the contrary, they stand up almost exitingly eventhough they have nothing planned for today, or so it seems because actually every day is a day of potential they say.
Uhefje, that's what they're called, quickly prepares a first breakfast, bread and fruits, and packs it up in their falling apart bag that has seen one advanture too many. Their sun kissed skin absorbs the morning air and they both take on their first walk of the day. This is how most days start for them, not much time at home, their day starts with the song of the bells of the cities port tower. The dragon looks back at their rustique hut that's build on the side of a mountain chain, one wrong step and if you can't fly ur falling. But that's no problem at all for she is a Wyvern a dragon kind exellent for climbing mountain walls and an exelent aviator and Uhefje is a magical creature made for travel if they can't walk a way no one can.
So they both finally take off together Uhefje sitting on Slateclaws back and enjoying their first bite while she decides where it's going first, Slateclaws got quite the keen sense when it comes to finding their next target, she's not quite ordinary as well either, she has been sent by another god to Ufeje when the old god passed. They have been companions ever since, they were friends made in heaven, well atleast one of them was made in heaven.

They fly over Tumikums mountain peaks and for a second it looked like she was about to head up to the sky cities but then she took a sharp turn back and headed straight to Makumer, the hilly neighbor nation. A warm breeze welcomed them into the temperate steppes, paths hard to make out meander inside the yellow grass but eventually form streets. Uhefje packs up their food and looks out for travelers, their brown hair dances in the wind and when they think it will probably take a bit more longer until they find a lost soul a person sitting on the ground steals their attention. They grab their darkwooded walking stick and jump from Slateclaws, now balancing on the stick like it's a surfboard, Uhefje glides around the air, the wind guiding them downwards to the fellow that seems to not have noticed them yet. Elegantly Uhefje jumps from their wand and catches it with muscle memory.