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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Plane Sailing" data-source="post: 182373" data-attributes="member: 114">Back at the inn, Lysander calls a village meeting. His plan is to hold an ox-roast and celebration for the entire village, in order to lure the dragon to this particular location with tasty smells and festivities that it can ruin. The panicked alarm which appears on the faces of the villagers slowly turns to looks of grim resolve under Lysanders silver tongue and forceful personality. Watchmen will be set, all villagers are allotted bolt-holes to which they disappear at the first sign of an attack while the heroes deal with the dragon.No time is wasted in getting things set up. A roasting pit is prepared and an ox slaughtered, instructions are given and watchmen set. The children enjoy themselves while the parents anxiously scan the sides of the U-shaped glacial valley in which they live.“Alarm!” cries one of the watchmen, and there is a mad panic – villagers rush for their boltholes, children scream as they are grabbed up and manhandled to safety. The heroes prepare their weapons and stare in the direction which the watchmen point. They can see it! But it looks a little... small.“Blast!” declaims Trajan. “Only an eagle. Everybody back”It takes about half an hour to round everyone up and get them back to their positions around the roast. About half an hour after that, Lysander notices a couple of the watchmen talking about something. Curious, he goes to see them.“What’s up, men?” he asks.“Oh, I dunno. Charlie thinks he saw something looking over the cliff, but I reckon it was just the drink” “What!” shouts Lysander. “What!! Everyone under cover NOW!”As a sheet of fog tumbles over the valley wall and rolls down over the village centre...</blockquote>

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