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Message: <blockquote data-quote="demiurge1138" data-source="post: 3063818" data-attributes="member: 7451">My party of Planescapers had ended up in Greyhawk City by way of the Infinite Staircase, and were delighted to hear rumor of a dragon threatening to burn down a nearby village. They needed a dragon's femur for item-crafting, you see. So they proceeded to the village, got some information about the dragon (it was a young red that looked rather... off) and set towards its lair in the Cairn Hills.So after a few days of trekking through the hills and forests, the terrain gets rougher, the hills become more like mountains, and the party is soon riding along a rough trail in parallel to a fast moving river. They turn the corner and see a wooden bridge hanging precariously over the rapids. And a huge thorny tree. And impaled on this tree, still alive and faintly moaning and thrashing, are a few deer, a couple of goblins, and a human woman.And then they hear the sound of huge leathery wings. They dive into hiding. The horses are panicking, and only a well placed wild empathy keeps them quiet. They peer through the undergrowth and see the impressions of dragon feet in the earth on the far side of the bridge. They see the woman being delicately lifted from the tree. They see her bitten savagely in half. But they do not see the dragon landing, lifting, or biting.And then, the feeding stops. And it grows quiet. And splinters start to form along the bridge, as if clawed paws were padding across it.The players and characters both freak out. The monk thinks quickly and releases the horses, which go stampeding down the trail. The wings begin to flap again, and gouts of flame pierce the forest as the invisible dragon tries to catch its meal. The party races over the bridge, which swings wildly. And the wings come back. And a gout of flame incinerates the bridge. With the two slower party members on it. Fortunately, the dragon's turning radius isn't very good, and through luck, skill and a lot of action points being spent, the falling, burnt party members manage to catch a rope and get pulled up to the far side just before the dragon comes back to gobble them up.And then the party runs. There's a hole in the roots of the feeding tree, leading to a series of goblin warrens. They're not ready yet to fight the dragon, let alone an invisible one in rough terrain. They hear jaws snapping violently just as they're turning the tight, cramped crawlspace, and feel the heat of dragonbreath searing the earth behind them.Unfortunately, when they actually met the dragon in a head-on, fully prepared confrontation, they killed it with only minimal difficulty. But they still talk about the bridge and the river and the tree.Demiurge out.</blockquote>

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