"Alright lets go." Wolfstine leads on

The chamber that opens at the bottom of the stairs is immense. A wide ledge runs along the left wall and drops away to a pit on the right. Many stalactites descend from the ceiling, and the sound of dripping water echoes continuously. As you continue you see Jack in his sapphire dragon form tending to three baby dragons who are sleeping. "They hatched moments ago," Jacks says as Osh and Kime are helping him. "It sounds like you had quite the fight." 

Wolfstine: Weapons put away. He wonders how his deep but young voice sounds to the dragon as he admires the family amazed that he would even ever meet such mystical creatures and live "Yes we did. Your wyrmling's are beautiful as handsome as you. If you don't mind another mouth to feed, Katar could be your champion as well as a hunter for food for your brood."

He looks over to Frulum to see the look on her face, then back.

Seeing the hatchlings with their father, Thufir visibly relaxes for the first time since they've entered this place. "The Cult should never have had them in the first place. It is good that they will be raised free." he says.

There is a hint of a smile on the aged dwarf, looking at Jack and his offspring.  "Well, perhaps we are done here?  Or is it worth clearing out the hatchery?   Do we head back to Greenest or pursue Rezmir?"

Wolfstine "We still need to find out where they're taking the treasure and why. But I think I remember someone found some of their plans that People in Greenest needs to know of. We should explore the rest of this place." 

He says to Jack "May I be so bold as to ask for a few of your scales? enough say to make a suit of armor."

Waldeyr shoulders the crossbow and follows the others in a mock-expert fashion. 

On reaching the hatchlings, he tries to quietly move closer to get a solid look at them. Are they tampered with etc?

"Thank you for the compliment," Jack says. "They get their good looks from their da. I can say that because their mom is not here."

Jack nods at Katar before taking a few scales from his back and hands them to Wolfstine. 

Waldeyr as you look at the halflings, they appear to be mini versions of Jack's sapphire form. it's still a sight to behold as sapphire dragons aren't common in Faeurn. 

With that you all gain a level. 

Happy that the babies are free, Thufir turns his attention back to Frolum and asks, “What was the Cult’s plan? What does it want with baby dragons?”

Wolfstine holds up the dagger taken from the cleric "Thank you for the scales. Jack would you know anything about this dagger?"

Fargen examines the different sets of splint mail, selects best made set, and carefully removes it and checks for consistency.  He dons the armor and readjusts his equipment a bit, handing Waldeyr his 20 crossbow bolts. 

He pulls out the map again from Frolum's notes.  "We know where they were going.  They laid it out here."

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An arrow is sketched in from the Greenfields toward the west and the town of Beregost on the Trade Way, where the arrow turns north. A separate sheet of paper that is covered with numerals in columns contains the note, “Everything must be freighted north to Naerytar...” 

Fargen asks "How long ago did everyone clear out?  If we give pursuit, we'll be able to track them better.  The fight is no longer here.  Some of our friends can head back to Greenest and bring Frolumn to Justice. Jack, will you take charge of the hatchery or are you leaving as well?"

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Once everyone is finished with their shopping they go to the keep and meet with Nighthill. The governor nods and turns to the group. "I appreciate everything you've done for us so far and I ask you of another task. I want to know why these raiders attacked Greenest. I was hoping you would find their camp and any valuable information they came here. You aren't working for Greenest, so I'm not ordering you to do this, but I'm willing to pay you 250 gold pieces each for this mission."

 Wolfstine points out "Besides facing a whole army would be fool hearty. We did make a promise to Nighthill. We have the information involving Tiamat and we also have a prisoner"

Nighthill

"Besides whom do you want to send back?  We still have the skirmishers to deal with. I doubt the dragon will want to leave his brood, nor the kobolds."

Jack shakes his head. "I don't know what the plan is with the baby dragons. The Cult uses dragons. that's it." 

"I can take charge with the hatchery and I'll have the kobolds stay with me."

Fargen replies to Wolf, "Ah, right Nighthill.  Suppose we should collect that reward and deal with Frolum ourselves.  Shall we be off then and head back to Greenest?  Is it too late to travel or should we set off in the morning?"

It's the afternoon, so you have plenty of time to get back to Greenest. 

"Last I saw the sun it was almost midday sir dwarf." Wolfstine starts looking around the area for unexplored passages he hands the dagger to Waldeyr "See if this is magic please, my friend" 

You go to hand the dagger to Waldeyr and he's not there. In his place are the remnants of mists. 

Fargen takes the dagger and performs the ritual to identify it. 

ooc: Thats a shame if it was magic I was going to give it too him 

Wolfstine looks around "What kind of trickery is this?" he hands Fargen the dagger.