The Gate Keepers
“You know Charles? I don’t really know what happened to him. He had questions about the old burial site Southwest of the village. He thought a dragon might be buried there! I told him it was probably just an old trash heap, but he wouldn’t hear of it, no sir! Well, of course I gave him directions to the place. I am something of a historian of the area, you know! Oh yes, Charles. Well he took my directions, and we haven’t seen him since. I do hope he found his way alright!”
scribbles notes on a piece of paper Just take a left out of the gates, follow the wall down till you reach that SouthWest corner, then go about a mile Southwest, and it’ll be near a stone that looks like a face. Of course if Charles started digging it might look a bit like a pit now, but you’ll know it when you see it! Yes sir!
A dragon hm? We don’t see many of those this far in from the wild lands. Though there was once a tale about one that fought a hero not too far from here. That was a story when I was a boy. But yes, I’ll have the guard look into it, and see if any of our contacts in the farm land have spotted any dragons. Thank you kindly sir.
Is that it?
Looks like it. We better get it back to the keep with the other one.
Here, I’ll take it. I’m sure the real Kalarel will want it as soon as he can get it.
You four, clean up this site, get your stuff packed, we’re heading back to the keep.
Kalarel Grannin’s Spectre:
Oh enough with all this. Agrid, get the second half of the rune to the keep. You rabble, attack!
Aldis has received initiative.
Aldis: Aldis lowers his staff to the ground. ((End Turn))
Midas: Is that some sort of Prayer Jig?
Tyrile Valison: “Its called the secret seizure of pelor shuffle.”
Tyrile Valison walks over to the dead dragon remains. “May whoever died fighting you find eternal glory in the next life.”
Yeah. I was fighting with the Goblin when the Gnome snuck up behind me, they overpowered me, and next thing I knew it was dark and I was tied up. Then I heard fighting, and shortly after you uncovered the hole they threw me in. Rotten bleeders.
Charles, what were you thinking coming out here by yourself?
“On a brighter note, it seems we’ve stumbled across a plot! Yay for adventure, ey Charles? Someone smarter then me fill him in on the details.”
I didn’t think there’d be anyone out here. I wasn’t expecting a whole excavation team.
Aldis: Or undead? It’s a gravesight!
Tyrile Valison: “Or gnomish assassins?”
Tyrile Valison: “Because well…gnomes are sneaky.”
I just heard about this site where a dragon might be buried, and decided to see if I could find anything. If it was a site for adventure I would have returned and come back with you to back me up
Aldis: They’re a little less common
Tyrile Valison: “Thats what they want you to think.”
I had a pretty long talk about it with the town historian, he didn’t seem to think there was much chance there was anything out here, so I didn’t give it to much credence
So, shall we set out in search of the other runic piece in the morning?