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Message: <blockquote data-quote="arwink" data-source="post: 831489" data-attributes="member: 2292">Saturday, August 26th, 508 AF, continued Geoffrey and Thrash are hesitant as they sit beside Halgo, nervously glancing over the dwarfs head as he stares with rapt attention at the naked woman."Who are you, strangers, that you walk into my home," she says.  "My names Halgo," Halgo begins explaining immediately.  Geoffrey gets a pained expression and kicks at the dwarfs ankle, but it does little good.  "This is Geoffrey, and Thrash.  We've come looking for a dragon that was supposed to live in the caves.""You have come seeking Copperdeath?" The musical voice seems to raise in pitch, dancing back and forth between notes with a sense of mournful hope.  "Then Valea is pleased.  Too many years have I been kept here, far from home.  Long have I waited for heroes worthy of the task to free me.""It would be an honor to accept such a task," Halgo says.  His eyes are shining with joy at being able to do something for the creature standing before him.  He looks accross at Geoffrey "we are going to do it, right?  We have to help her.  It's our job or something."Geoffrey sighs heavily, then tries to manage a stern look at Valea."Shouldn't there have been other heroes coming through here, in the past day or so?""Certainly," Valea says.  "Not two days ago, a pair came past and offered to slay the dragon for me, to free me from it's bonds.  They climbed upwards to its lair, and I have heard nothing from them since. I assume that they failed.  Copperdeath is a harsh master, and has powers beyond the mortal ken.  It pained me that such brave beings have died in an effort to free me from centuries of imprisonment, bound by the dragons magic, but I am sure that the three of you possess power and skill far beyond theirs."Geoffrey can hear the subtle clues that she's lying in her voice.  A slight waver here, a momentary pause there.  He nods, keeping the information to himself.  He's in no hurry to angry an unknown creature, particularly with Halgo bewitched as he is and not knowing exactly how well Thrash can handle himself."Do you have anything that could help us?  Information, spells, items?"Valea examines him carefully, and for a few moments Geoffrey is sure the woman knows he knows she's lying.  In the end, it appears as though this doesn't matter.  She nods quietly, then disappears underneath the water.  Everyone gathers at the waters edge to watch."Dude, there's bodies under there," Thrash murmers quietly, subtly gesturing to shapes in the murky water.  It's difficult to make out details with the rippling water, but they do look a great deal like bodies.  Geoffrey nods, while Halgo starts looking for justifications for Valea's uninvolvement in the death.When she returns, Valea carries two potions, a wet silk rope and a longbow.  She lays them on the edge of the pool for the group to examine, and Geoffrey is pleased to notice the runes for Cure Light Wounds on both vials."I don't think this'll be much good," he mutters, nudging the waterlogged bow with his foot.  Valea shrugs, a move that causes the attentive Halgo to blush furiously.  "The one who gave it to me assured me that it was magical.  Should you dry it, I have no doubt it will be of use."Geoffrey picks up the bow, looks at it for several long moments.  His weapons training focused primarily on the javelin and crossbow, and he's seen Halgo shooting at targets before.  Wordlessly, it's handed over to Thrash who beams widely."So how to we find this dragon?" Halgo asks.  "And what do we have to do to free you?""The dragon has bound me with this anklet," Valea says.  "I know not the magic he has used, but one who tried to remove it from me was killed by it's magic.  I have not seen his lair for several centuries, but it lies atop the waterfall.  It will require great strength and skill to reach it, from what I know.  Many I have seen attempt the climb, over the centuries, have failed before reaching the top."Geoffrey walks over to the torrent of water, and can make out a dangling rope flicking back and forth.  He stares up at the hole the water falls through, and can make out the edges of a ramp winding back and forth twenty feet up.  "Can we make it?" Halgo asks, eager to be off."We spend twenty feet climbing against the current to get to that ramp, from there is should be a little easier.""Should?" Geoffrey sighs and doesn't answer.  With a weary expression, he starts removing his armor.</blockquote>

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