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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 1877030" data-attributes="member: 2885">a 3 wayDarian came over and pulled Fiddle off the Dragon. Alya checked for anything left of value. A greatsword, a set of bracers, and a bandoleer of spell components. It was a good thing the party got the jump on the Dragon."Why, oh why," Darian continued to shake Fiddle. "We didn't need to have this fight.""But there was no way for me to let you know it was a Dragon without..." Fiddle responded. "Umm," Grishelm tapped Darian. "Do you have any healing magic?"Darian set Fiddle down and started to see to Calrom's wounds. Alya helped. And Fiddle broke out his wand to fix up the smurf. When the party was whole again. They set off to make camp and to rest. It had been a long day. And they needed to figure out just how much of what the Dragon had told them they could believe.According to the Dragon one of the side passages led to a marshy area. And they would be close enough to the faerzress in that mire. Another passage led to an area dominated by winged beasts. And the last tunnel was a direct route to Maerimydra, the drow stronghold. The party decided the Mire was their best option. Even though, they knew it would not be without peril.The hours went by very slowly as the party tried to prepare for the last step of their journey.</blockquote>