IndyPendant's Sunless Citadel

Heirmund walks along with the others and begins to speak mostly to himself "How does a tribe of kobolds come into possession of a white dragon?.."
 

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Kuma has remained sourly silent throughout the negotiations with the kobolds. Having difficulty reconciling 'Talking to Kobolds' with his own sense of honorable battle, he appears to be settling for pretending the kobolds aren't there, or aren't worth his notice.

He takes more interest at the description of twig blights, though still seems a bit...sulky might be the best word. He grumbles something about killing plants and herbalists...though brightens noticibly at the mention of toxic sap.

Finally he snorts at Heirmund's musing.

"By trickery and deceit, no doubt," he replies. "Swarming it like maggots might work, if it was a babe fresh from its shell. The idea of returning such a fierce and proud creature to these kobolds makes me sick at my stomach. It deserves better."
 

Jerek stops in his tracks at this exchange between Heirmund and Kuma. "Wait a minute," he says unsteadily. "Are you trying to tell me these guys," he gestures at Meepo, "have an actual dragon? A real, live, rip-your-guts-out-and-make-a-necklace dragon?" He stares around in disbelief. "I thought it was a statue like the little ones in the fire. Meepo! Is Calcryx an actual dragon?"
 

"Jerek, part of it is a private matter for the druid council. I can tell you he was cast out for heresy. Druids, whether they worship the evil bitch queen Umberlee of the seas or the fair lady of the forests Mielikki all revere and derive our power from the divine aspects of nature. Unnatural things outside of nature are anathema to us and corruptions of nature is a great crime. Working with nature and mastering its secrets and powers is within the druids' purview. For example Terrek is bound to me by druidic magic and enhanced in many ways because of the bond and my mastery of animal spirit magic. However those twig blights were not simply magical plant creatures. They were unnatural abominations. I studied under treant druids, while many plants are dangerous and even magical, these blights are different, a twisted creation and a perversion. If all these fruits do is heal, then fine and well and Belak is to be commended for doing something worthwile. But if they similarly twist living beings, perhaps planting seeds within those who consume them, then there is a blight upon the land here that must be addressed."

As the others' conversation turns to dragons Jair agrees

It is a tale worth hearing. Meepo, how did Calcryx come into the care of your tribe? Is he long out of his egg?"
 

Meepo slowly clasps its hand over the hilt of the shortsword Lehko presents to it, almost reverently. At Kuma's comments, it glares at him, for a moment looking like it would unsheath the sword and take him in the back. After that moment though, all it does is deliberately belt the sword around its waist, muttering to itself in Draconic. ~*Stupid human brute should not speak out about that which he knows nothing. Shows he is all muscle above the neck as well. Typical.*~

Once his shortsword is secured, Meepo turns to Jair, staring at the floor. "Calcryx is real dragon! His scales white as snow! Everywhere kobolds go, surely Calcryx come. Meepo treat him well! Kobolds revere Calcryx! Calcryx is Dragon! No higher honour!" He subsides, then after a moment continues, "Calcryx come to us from north, many many years ago. Demand loyalty. Kobolds give, gladly. When kobolds come to Sunken Temple, Calcryx help fight off putrid goblins. Give us living space. Calcryx beautiful creature!"

((Heh. Consider the torch unused. : ))
 


As Meepo talks, Jerek lights a lantern and gives it to Lehko. Thus fortified with light, Kuma opens the door you stand before, as Meepo answers Heirmund's question by raising his hands as high over his head as they will go. "Calcryx this tall!" Empty and lightless, the roughly-twenty-foot-square chamber revealed is home only to rat droppings, crumbled flagstones, and nameless stains and dust. There is another door leading north from the room.
 

"So Calcryx was your leader and had you invade here into the goblins territory. As keeper of dragons were you his attendant then? Let's see if Terrek can pick up the scent again." Jair then pushes the hound to track for scents.
 

"A good idea, but I only see one way out of here," Jerek observes. He starts moving cautiously across the room, keeping his eyes open and remembering his painful experience outside. He takes a wide route, hoping to avoid masking any existing scents with his own.
 

Ydyr has tried his best to blend into the surrounding walls during the negotiations, and subsequent walk. He is in way over his "dock-worker"-s head and feels very out of place being lead around caves by kobolds.
 

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