Allansia Wildlands Campaign.

Hoping to pass as, human.

Banzo calls out to the dwarves while scanning the smoke-filled skies for any sign of the drake, "Do you see it? Which way was it last flying? Any warning before it attacks, a screech, growl, or roar... or even a flap of it's leathery wings?"

Banzo will then look, listen, and await any signs of the drake's return from behind the cover of the overturned wagon.

Perception: 12

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Tzedaka smiles at the king. Then shakes her head in sadness. Then too herself she says in old dwarvish, (different voice)“and the age of dwarves will come to an end as they go deeper into their caves and lose all contact with those above.”
Then she looks at the assembled group and smiles brightly.

 “Libra has seen your actions here, and justice will reward you.”

“As a reward to you all, If you each gather two of your warriors in need of healing, I can tend to some of their wounds.” (Aura of vitality, can heal 10 warriors 2d6+5)

Tzedaka’s voice becomes louder.
”However, Head my warning.” Greed makes a person  blind and foolish, and makes them an easy prey for death.

Rancibrawn muttered, " I don't live in a feckin' cave...", but his demeanour mellowed as some of his fellows were healed of their wounds.

King Ironhelm looked up and then about at the others, " So what is the guidance of the Heroes of Chalice?  Its been many centuries since we've fought a Worm and we're not having a great deal of luck."

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Tannin after getting shot at, for foolishly buzzing the dwarves lands a distance away, then, walks to his friends, with hood up and wings formed around him like a cloak. 

Whether or not any of the dwarves mark his disguise none of them seem to react to it, they need all the allies they can get currently.

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Banzo calls out to the dwarves while scanning the smoke-filled skies for any sign of the drake, "Do you see it? Which way was it last flying? Any warning before it attacks, a screech, growl, or roar... or even a flap of it's leathery wings?"

Banzo will then look, listen, and await any signs of the drake's return from behind the cover of the overturned wagon.

Perception: 12

Domalda cocked her head at Banzo as if trying to work out what he was, " The Worm is on the ground currently.....and I think not too far away.....probably back towards the mountain.  Its first attack was silent but for the roar of flame washing over us.......but it growled and roared quite a bit while it was smashing us to pieces...."

Tzedaka looks at Enwynn, then in all seriousness

””direct battle has been tried but not diplomacy. perchaps we can go speak with chin”

We are after all dee ones who freed chim from his captivity.

Herman smirks

there! I really wanna SEE this: talking with a dragon! great idea Tzedaka!

He realises his eyes are witholut expression from the scrying, so he adds

I am not joking, let's go, we might save some hundreds lives of good soldiers, it is worth a try

Banzo joins Tzedaka and Herman as they go to talk with the drake that just attacked three contingents of dwarves.

"Perhaps it was slumbering while we were in the mountain or maybe we were lucky and just didn't encounter it but none of that matters much now, it's awake and hungry. Do you think it's in the mood to talk?"

we will soon find out, follow me

He says resolutely but blankly staring in front of him, he starts to walk forward, guided by the scrying spell

Banzo quickly joins Herman and falls into lockstep beside him.

"Brute force definitely didn't work for the dwarves, especially out here in the open where the drake has the advantage, so I'm all for trying something different like talking but what if the drake isn't interested?"

Glancing toward Tzedaka, "Sooo... just the three of us or should we all go? Shouldn't Enwynn at least be there seeing as she's the new... 'King of the Hill.' so to speak?"

Tannin says nothing, but follows along, thinking that having dragon kin along might help.

The angelic woman muses for a few moments.

"Banzo, I believe there are otter possibilities as well. First, Ardereinextinctus was a prisoner of Zagor and made to do his bidding It is angry and seeks revenge on all. Second, the dragon is protecting something in dee mountain. Perchaps dis is treasure, but I vonder if she could be protecting an egg, or a youngling. Tird and most troubling to me, the dragon could be under the influence or control of the snake demon Shakor. (She turns and spits to the left)."

She looks at the group, as they head toward the dragon. 
"If Ardereinextinctus is not interested in talking, dhey will make dhat quite clear to us. However, most dragons are very intelligent, and can be reasoned with. Ve just need to assess vhat it wants. In fact, it could be dat dee dwarves are dee ones that may pose a greater challenge den dee dragon." She smiles, almost wearily. "besides, I can't vate to hear tales of Cherman telling his tribe he valked up to a dragon and had a conversation."

Herman smiles out aloud

Indeed, terrific

not clear if meannt for the dragnon or the conversation. He keeps walking towards the mist/fog/smoke where his scrying tell him to

(The group heads toward the last known location of the drake).

Banzo can't help but cough a little with the amount of smoke in the air, he makes several passes with hand back and forth to clear some fresher air to breathe.

"I really hope he wants to talk!"

"He does not vant to fight, so maybe."

Though Herman had had to break his concentration to converse he did have a semblance of a direction from the partial spell and began leading the others off.

The dwarves watched them go with grave looks and dubious expressions as the Heroes disappeared into the smoke haze......

Herman led them through the choking smoke haze toward Fire top coming up suddenly against a dark hill amongst the trees.....no.....not a hill......

Heat radiated from the massive scarlet form as the companions approached through the haze and a deep resonant voice reached them as if coming out of the air itself.

" Stop.  You do not smell like dwarves.....", a massive armoured head rose up on a long neck looking back over its body towards the companions.

".....or look like them."

" Do I know you?"

Tzedaka smiles and stops when asked. To herself very quietly: "I know you."

In Draconic: "Greetings Ardereinextinctus. (In common) "Thank you for allowing us to approach. We are not chere to fight, only to talk. Deese people are dee ones dat defeated Zagor and his minions."

(Perception: 17): is the dragon injured, anything stand out?

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Tzedaka smiles and stops when asked. To herself very quietly: "I know you."

In Draconic: "Greetings Ardereinextinctus. (In common) "Thank you for allowing us to approach. We are not chere to fight, only to talk. Deese people are dee ones dat defeated Zagor and his minions."

(Perception: 17): is the dragon injured, anything stand out?

 ( There are a large number of semi-superficial injuries and some actual damage but you doubt it has slowed the wyrm much if at all.)

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Tzedaka smiles and stops when asked. To herself very quietly: "I know you."

In Draconic: "Greetings Ardereinextinctus. (In common) "Thank you for allowing us to approach. We are not chere to fight, only to talk. Deese people are dee ones dat defeated Zagor and his minions."

(Perception: 17): is the dragon injured, anything stand out?

The massive crimson head inclined as it took in the group, " Ah.........Zagor is dead....again.  That would explain why my tribute did not arrive on time...."

" And why....", the dragon did not continue speaking but Tzedaka and others did not the slightest impression of wear on the scales at the base of his neck where perhaps a collar or something similar had recently sat.

" Why are the dwarves here? This is my home....it is our home."

"Mighty Ardereinextinctus! The dwarven peoples lived within the mountain long ago, before the time of Zagor. They wish to return to their ancestral home."

Banzo looks upon the dragon, wondering at the sheer majesty of the great beast.

To the group, and not trying to conceal her comments from the dragon, Tzedaka says to  Enwynn, "I vonder if an arrangement can be made between the dwarves and Ardereinextinctus."

To the dragon: "I can see that you vere a prisoner of Zagor, or at least collared. I am a healer, may I heal dee wound I see on your neck?"