A Tale of Two Dragons

[Kaitlin]

Raena, who as been silent up until this point, says quietly but clearly, "I have no family. I have no friends. I have no homeland. I will survive and possibly thrive under this new rule, just as I do now. Why have I been called? What is in this... for me?"

 

[Rae ArdGaoth]

The silver dragon looks at Raena for a moment before speaking. "Ah, little halfling, I knew you would be a difficult one. Here..." The dragon leans in to Raena's ear. The giant dragon head is about as tall as Raena as, but somehow the giant mouth can whisper soft enough that only the girl can hear: "Your life has been difficult, and your once good heart has hardened. It pains me to see one such as you turn so callous and unfeeling. I called you to me because I knew three things. First, you will find things, material wealth, beyond anything you could have ever obtained thieving from petty nobles. Second, you and I both know that your life lacks direction, lacks purpose, and this will give you a very specific goal to work towards, which may help you in recovering from your apathy. Third, I know that deep inside you, you still feel the need to help the underpriveleged and the helpless. You may be willing to acknowledge only my first reason, but even that should be good enough for you. And you will come to realize the truth of my words in time, little halfling girl."

The dragon raises its head back up, still staring at Raena. "Well?"

 

[Kaitlin]

Raena stares for a while into the dragons eyes, expressionless. She quietly nods once, stands up, and prepares to leave the cave.

 

[Harvey]

Penthar Danadin, Aglarondan Griffonrider

Penthar replies to Faelar's challenge with a chuckle. "I'll thave to take you on that bet, my friend. In the meantime," he turns back to the dragon "what is our first move?"

 

[Rae ArdGaoth]

I suggest you rest in the village for tonight and be on your way tomorrow. With your magic, you should make Narfell in no time. Once there, I will contact you again and direct you to the places of importance. All well?"

p)

 

[Harvey]

OOC: Wow. OK, my apologies... I have no idea how I missed that.

Penthar turns to the group. "So, it looks like we will all be travelling companions for a while. I suggest we head back to town like our host suggests and get to know each other better. In my years at war, I've found no better weapon than knowing ones friends as well as knowing ones foes."

While the party is preparing to leave, Penthar turns around to the dragon. "One other question: might you show us an easier way to return to town? The path leading across that infested creek wasn't the best path to take."

 

[Krug]

Brak gets up, ready for the quest ahead. "Well lets get to it!"

 

[Rae ArdGaoth]

The dragon's face turns down at Penthar's reference. "Ah yes, the black river... It has become so... I hate to use this word... natural... to me. Yes, there is another path to the village. It is somewhat out of the way, but there is a bridge over the river. My lair is, for obvious reasons, out of the way, so the trail to the bridge is much less defined than the one you came here on. But I do not doubt that you can find and follow it with your wilderness prowess." The giant head nods at Faelar.

 

[Harvey]

Penthar Danadin, Aglarondan Griffonrider

"Many thanks, sir dragon." He turns to the rest of the group. "Well, as our dwarven colleage Brak suggests, let us be off then..."

 

[Rae ArdGaoth]

When Penthar bids the dragon goodbye, it suddenly begins laugh uproariously. "I am no 'sir', good Penthar. My name is Sallahtuwlishion, though you be more familiar with me..." A huge grin splays across Sallahtuwlision's face as her massive dragon form slowly melds into that of a human. "... as Old Sal." Her transformation complete, Old Sal gives Penthar a wink. "Alrigh', friends, 'tis time fer ye all t'be off! I've got some business t'take care o' in the woods 'ere. We'll keep in touch!" With that, the now-old-woman walks surprisingly quickly out a small side tunnel in the cavern.