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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kahuna Burger" data-source="post: 1563342" data-attributes="member: 8439">Zoe nods and smiles at rinaldo's fervor. "I'm not going to throw my life away hopelessly, my vows don't require stupidity... But those screams last night seemed to be of pain, the dragon could be wounded, easier to take on now than if it has time to rest and recover. Or it could already be dead, and not our problem. Either way, I have to see it and deal with it, one way or another, before I can leave this area." She adds with a grin, "And it would be good to have you along if we are going to scout it first... I just haven't mastered the art of sneaking up on things."Heading south along the small road, you observe that the countryside is quiet - livestock are still in thier pens, and no farmers work the fields. The common folk are still waiting out the events of the prior night it would appear. Rounding a bend in the road you see a grissly sight - a horseman dressed in a flashy red jacket and his mount, both savaged apparently in flight. They have giant bite wounds on them and Zoe recognizes the marks around some as signs of frostbite - odd in the summer morning. Beyond him you see several wagons, overturned or damaged, the horses dead. More bodies are here, some wrapped in cobwebs like the Hayes, other bitten or bludgeoned. Beside one overturned wagon is the most bizarre sight you have seen in this strange night and morning. A ten foot long metal pole stands at an angle... but it stands in the air, not seemingly grounded in anything. The top half is coated in a disgusting ocher, possibly some foul creature's blood. On the ground beside it is the body of a small but wiry woman, sprawled beside an open trunk and with deep puncture wounds on her torso. Looking carefully, Rinaldo can see a trail of the same foul liquid leading away from the pole.</blockquote>

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