Kaelroc looking back and forth from his feet to mugwort appears a little self conscious.

Sounds magical... I don't particularly like that kind of magic you're describing. he quietly mutters.  I only like the entertaining stuff. Scratching the pup behind the ears while he devours the rest of the fish.

"Well hopefully since nothing has eaten the bloody foot, that means that whatever creature is out there is full..." Mender would suggest with a nervous smile. Maybe we can go and explore the ruins and get out before whatever is out there can get hungry again." The kobold adds, as he takes off his hat and scratches his scaly head.

Mimzy welcomes the returning Mugwort and as she nibbles at her piece of fish she listens intently to his tale of his 'walkabout' beyond the campfire...

"....  and there was a gigantic foot, large enough to have belonged to an ogre or hill giant, lies limply on the floor, torn from its body at the ankle. Fragmented bones are scattered all around, stained by the blood which drips from the walls and ceiling. "   

Mugwort pulled out a sheet of wrinkled paper and showed it to the others, "I know.  I know.  I was in a rush to sketch it and get back here ...  erring on the side of caution instead of spending an hour very precisely tracing it out."

"I am not THAT knowing of magic symbol stuff.  That is maybe Griselda or Mimzy's knowing.   I do recall once, on a trip to the city of Mermosapolis, I stumbled upon a hermit drawing strange symbols in the mud with his stick.  I asked  the old man about what they meant, and  his black, cold eyes looked through me as he yelled at the top of his lungs,  "All bow down to the king, for he cometh!"  "     Mugwort shrugs.   

" Near as I reckon, it's some mystical rune that MIGHT be one of those religious or quasi-religious swamp gas things that some priests use to show their fealty to a certain god or goddess."   

He sighs and shrugs again.    "Never known a priest to rip off ogre's or giant's  feet as part of their mumbo jumbo though."

 "... and the blood was still fresh and dripping on the rocks and wall.  I didn't see any obvious tracks.  Then again, I didn't stick my nose to the ground to go sniffing about right then."

Kaelroc looks concerned.

"It looks like it might be hard to get to the top." Mender would say as he glanced towards the ruins. 'I wonder if we could fly over there... Maybe we could find an open window or something and fly right into the ruin!" The kobold would suggest. "I'm also interested in whatever is sparkling at the top. Mayne someone could fly up there and check that out too." he would add with a grin.

Mugwort stares off into the distance.  "I imagine Mimzy and I can fly there in short order.  That is, as long as there are no flying predators along the way or around that spire."  

He looks over at Mimzy, "We might try it, but I hate the idea of splitting the party for even a short trip there and back."

"Yeah I guess so.... for all we know whatever left that leg being could a dragon or giant bird or something.." Mender would reply. "I guess we should start making our way to the ruin then..  looks like a lot of walking." He would add as he moved to retrieve his equipment from the bag of holding.

Kaelroc mumbles - I think I may have been here before my dear pint size magicians. It's just a feeling.

Mugwort suddenly tries to look in every direction at once; spinning in place.  "DRAGON" ... a statement or question... coming out of his suddenly too-tight throat as a squeek.

It takes a few moments for him to settle down before addressing Kaelroc.  "Before?" Mugwort sputters. "I would think you would remember such a sight if you had seen it before."

"Then again," he mused, "perhaps you saw it at a different location and terrain, so it is like looking at the backside of water buffalo instead of the head?"

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Mugwort stares off into the distance.  "I imagine Mimzy and I can fly there in short order.  That is, as long as there are no flying predators along the way or around that spire."  He looks over at Mimzy, "We might try it, but I hate the idea of splitting the party for even a short trip there and back."

Mimzy nods, "sure Muggy, lets go scout ahead and fly up there and take a look. I think its best we always check things in pairs, too dangerous for anyone to go alone and get into trouble with no back up."

"I'm ready to go whenever you all are. If you think it is safe to scout it out Kaelroc and I can wait a bit. Otherwise I think we should get moving." The kobold would suggest with a smile. 

Kaelroc is spending time training the pup to obey some basic commands, using the remainder of sausage from Griselda as training aids.

I can't recall - I just don't know.

"Mimzy, did you hear those shrill calls in the sky?  Maybe sticking to the ground for now is safer...  for now." 

Mugwort tries to look in all directions. 

"Do you all want to see where I found the foot?  Or stay clear and work toward that tower along a slightly different direction?"

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"Mimzy, did you hear those shrill calls in the sky?  Maybe sticking to the ground for now is safer...  for now."  Mugwort tries to look in all directions.  "Do you all want to see where I found the foot?  Or stay clear and work toward that tower along a slightly different direction?"

Mimzy nods, "I'm a Fairy I've got as much right sky as they, can't let things push you around. I was thinking getting closer and listen into what they are saying exactly, maybe they're friendly or we can do a trade."

"Just be careful.  If you die, Griselda will kill me! (and probably rezz me and then kill me again!)"

"Maybe Kaelroc and I will check out the foot and the symbol while you two scout ahead. maybe seeing it in person will help him to refresh his memory." Mender would reply to Mugwort  before looking to the goliath.