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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Gray Shade" data-source="post: 2648380" data-attributes="member: 32340">"No, no, Padre, I saw nothing else.  I'm sorry, but like I said, I was beginning to think there was not even a village for me to crawl back to."  He looks at Dentmus and says, "Aye!  I'll not forget ye!  My home will always welcome any of you with all the ale you can drink."Once he is safely on his way back toward Hazel, the party continues.  Mist's detections pick up that the spirit is still following the path that Heimel is leading them down.Deeper, deeper, deeper, you all go into White Mountain.After walking about another mile, you come upon the scene Heimel had described: A vein of ore runs slivery-red in the wall, mining gear is strewn about, a crack in the wall swallows torchlight and two humans and a dwarf lie on the floor.  The Padre and Dentmus examine them and discover that one of the human's, who is cut greivously and unconscious, is still alive.  "Ham-Fist!" Heimel says and hugs him close.The other two miners are not so lucky, and The Padre and Dentmus quickly decide that it is as Heimel had said earlier, the dragon snuffed their lives with one slash each.  Heimel points to the ragged, 2-foot wide slit running up the side of the wall and says, “That’s where it came through.”Mist concentrates and realizes that whence it came, so, too, it went--the foul spirit has retreated down the crack in the wall.</blockquote>