The Giant shrugs "Harpers? I'm a Cloud Giant. You didn't have the disgusting smells of rituals they preform. Perhaps I misjudged. If you wish to proceed with your tribute to the keeper of the treasure here, go ahead to the white dragon. My wife will give you signs on how to get there" He taps on the wall and an arrow of frost on the ground points the way "And give my regards to the black mask barer the wyrm speaker Rezmir" 

Duncan:

“I can speak only for myself, Blagothkus, but I got in your bag willingly to see if I could learn what is going on here while unobserved by dragon cultists.  As they now believe us killed by the wyverns, we now have the opportunity to learn more,” says Duncan.

”For example, what is your relationship with the cult and its wyrm speaker?  Are they welcome guests at your soaring castle, or pesky intruders?” asks the grizzled warrior, trying to get a read on the tactical situation here.

"So you're a Cloud Giant?" Torman says. "I once heard of a Frost Giant who worked for the Harpers. Or was it the Lords' Alliance?" He shakes his head. "Anyway, just because you're a Cloud Giant doesn't mean you can't be working with one faction or the other. You don't seem to be a fan of the Dragon Cult; so, what's your angle?"

"I am no cultist." Kat says with a shrug. "That should be obvious as I got into your bag when you said to do so if we were not cultists." She continues swinging her legs over the edge of the table. "What I want to know is why a giant is helping dragons. Seems against your normal state of being, as giants tend to not get along with dragons all that much as a rule. Why is your flying castle full of dragon treasure, and where is it headed?"

Blagothkus thinks pacing back and forwards the area shaking from the action. He makes a gesture and any sound that was going on beyond the room, stops. "My reasons are my own for helping this cult of the dragon. I wish to unite my people once more. But I don't like their methods, I've overheard some of their plans, seen their book, their ritual to summon Tiamat, and the vast sacrifice of life it'll cost It has caused me to pause in what I do. Someone needs to get the masks from them Or find the ones they haven't found."  

"A hunt for dragon masks?" Torman inquires. "Sounds interesting. Do you have any idea where they might be?"

"I'd be willing to help get the masks from them." Kat agrees with a shrug. "All I need to know is where to start looking." She waves a hand to the castle they are in. "Are any of the masks here?" She asks. "And, will your friends help us against the cultists? How can we get the treasure here to somewhere that will not help them with this plan to summon Tiamat?" She gives a smile. "Guess I have a lot of questions..."

From what I understand. A wyrm speaker would not be far from ones mask" The cloud giant says. He thinks about it

"Rezmir has her room warded and locked only she has a key. And as I said The White Lady guards the hoard for the Dragon Queen."

He wiggles his fingers and a map appears on the floor.

"Okay. So how do we get the key from this Rezmir person and bypass the magical wards?" Torman queries. 

Duncan:

“Indeed, we do seem to have a common purpose.  I have experienced the ruthlessness of the cultists firsthand, and would see them thwarted,” answers Duncan, considering all that has been said.

Blagothkus points to a 35 by 25ft room not more than 150ft away from this room

"That is the half Dragons room she seems to have it warded." he walks to the door "I must keep up appearances, so I'll leave you now."   He walks out without another word.

"Do we go after the half-dragon then?" Kat asks as she looks to the others.

Duncan:

”Or at least explore her room,” agrees Duncan, “though we should get some disguises or move stealthily if we wish to make it there undisturbed.”

"I agree," Torman says. "We should investigate the room and see if a dragon mask is in there, but didn't Blagothkus say it was warded? Shouldn't we try to dispel the magic or figure out how to disarm the wards first?"

"That is beyond me." Kat says with a shrug. "Either of you guys know how to disarm magical traps?"

"I could try to dispel magic on the door," Torman volunteers, "but I'm sure other wards have been placed in the room. I could detect magic inside the room, then try to dispel any I might find. After that I would like to rest up and study some. By the way, do we have any sort of locksmith in the group who could open any normal, non-magical locks we might find?"

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"Well, I can handle a lock or two..." Kat says with a wink. "Just can't do much about the magical stuff..." She glances around. "We ready to go and see what we can see? Probably should do it quick now, as we don't want to find this cultist leader in there because we took our time about it."

Duncan:

Pulling his cloak around him tightly to shroud his features, Duncan says, "No time like the present," and heads for the door.

"Alright! Let's go," Torman says, pulling on his backpack. (Are we on the floor already? Or could someone help us down?)

Once we get to the door of Rezmir's room, Torman will cast dispel magic on the door then step back, gracefully bow and allow Kat to proceed to check for traps and pick the lock.