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Argent Silvermage
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Elexia Finishes her devotions to the lady and eats some food. She is torn between helping the village and healing a sick dragon even if it's a black.
*As you exit the hut, Damien is somewhat surprised to see his horses and wagon sitting in the middle of the village. Hisk approaches you all, looking somewhat tired.*
"Sssome of the othersss went to get the wagon when I told them that you had to leave it behind. It ssseemed that you might need sssome of the thingsss on it. There was another longer, drier path I did not know about and they brought the horsssess along it," he says, looking vaugely pleased with himself.
*Whitefire will speak up as you gear yourself up.*
"If you're ready? I have a way planned out," she says, hefting her own pack. She is still wearing her alligator-hide armor along with her alligator-head headress. As she turns to go, you can see what appears to be a small snake come out of her sleeve and coil around her neck. She doesnt' seem to notice as she begins down the trail. "So, what experience do you have with dragons? Any at all? What kinds of things have you fought?"
"Sssome of the othersss went to get the wagon when I told them that you had to leave it behind. It ssseemed that you might need sssome of the thingsss on it. There was another longer, drier path I did not know about and they brought the horsssess along it," he says, looking vaugely pleased with himself.
*Whitefire will speak up as you gear yourself up.*
"If you're ready? I have a way planned out," she says, hefting her own pack. She is still wearing her alligator-hide armor along with her alligator-head headress. As she turns to go, you can see what appears to be a small snake come out of her sleeve and coil around her neck. She doesnt' seem to notice as she begins down the trail. "So, what experience do you have with dragons? Any at all? What kinds of things have you fought?"
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Gaoi Gustwig : Air Genasi Wizard 2
Gaoi jumps at the chance for conversation. "I myself have battled little, but I have learned quite a bit from studying. I am always in need of more knowledge. I also hope to field test what knowledge I know."
Gaoi jumps at the chance for conversation. "I myself have battled little, but I have learned quite a bit from studying. I am always in need of more knowledge. I also hope to field test what knowledge I know."
*Whitefire nods as she absently pets the snake.*
"I know Skord's a bit bigger than the chief's hut, almost twenty-five feet long. He's strong, so don't try to get too close. He can rip you with his claws, or bite you in half, smack you with his tail, or slam you with his wings. And gods forbid he uses his terrible breath, you saw what it did to the chief's house. And he's big enough to pick you up and drop you, so be careful! I've studied him before he... went bad, so that's how I know. He was a fascinating creature to watch... he tolerated my presence because he knew I would not interfere with him, but now I'm too cautious to get too close. Not after what happened to the village," she says, picking out the path and setting a brisk pace. This path is thankfully somewhat drier than the one that Hisk took you on yesterday.
"I know Skord's a bit bigger than the chief's hut, almost twenty-five feet long. He's strong, so don't try to get too close. He can rip you with his claws, or bite you in half, smack you with his tail, or slam you with his wings. And gods forbid he uses his terrible breath, you saw what it did to the chief's house. And he's big enough to pick you up and drop you, so be careful! I've studied him before he... went bad, so that's how I know. He was a fascinating creature to watch... he tolerated my presence because he knew I would not interfere with him, but now I'm too cautious to get too close. Not after what happened to the village," she says, picking out the path and setting a brisk pace. This path is thankfully somewhat drier than the one that Hisk took you on yesterday.
Jemal
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"My hunting band once came across a young Blue in the desert, 10 feet long at most. It took out half of us before we managed to chase it off. Now we're off to face one who's by all accounts 3 times his size.. I won't back down from a fight, but I can't say I'm looking forward to this one." Rokelsh smiled at his comrades "But it'll be one helluva journey! And maybe together..." He shrugged and continued grinning slightly.
Argent Silvermage
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"I envision not fighting him at all if it can be helped." Elexia says while doning her armor. "We need to find and stop what is causing him to act this way. Hopfully we can do this with out encountering Skord in a bad way."
*Whitefire leads you for nearly half the day, uncannily leaving no footprints, even in the thick mud that occasionally makes up the path. Finally she leads you to a small grove of trees, and pauses.*
"His lair is ahead. There's a pond outside of it where he often hides, so be wary. He may try to attack from hiding... or at least he used to. He's gotten so unpredictable... If you need to prepare though, do it here," she suggests, beginning to chant a spell.
"His lair is ahead. There's a pond outside of it where he often hides, so be wary. He may try to attack from hiding... or at least he used to. He's gotten so unpredictable... If you need to prepare though, do it here," she suggests, beginning to chant a spell.
*Whitefire looks at Syrrian for a moment in utter astonishment.*
"He tolerated my presence when he was sane... but no dragon, sane or insane, lets someone in to see his hoard," the druid says. The two snakes that had been riding on her neck writhe down her arms and take into themselves the magica aura around her hands.
*Syrrian, peaking out of the trees you can see in the distance a scummy swamp lack surrounded by marshy ground and a few weak-looking trees. At the back of the pond is a large hump of a dirt-covered hill, the cave opening into blackness, gaping like an enormous maw. You hear a caw of a raven sitting in a tree above you, and everyone starts briefly, feeling the tension.*
"He tolerated my presence when he was sane... but no dragon, sane or insane, lets someone in to see his hoard," the druid says. The two snakes that had been riding on her neck writhe down her arms and take into themselves the magica aura around her hands.
*Syrrian, peaking out of the trees you can see in the distance a scummy swamp lack surrounded by marshy ground and a few weak-looking trees. At the back of the pond is a large hump of a dirt-covered hill, the cave opening into blackness, gaping like an enormous maw. You hear a caw of a raven sitting in a tree above you, and everyone starts briefly, feeling the tension.*
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