Sonavut nods at Miso, "We would much appreciated you helping us out here and if time is of the essence, a dragon can be dealt with on your own time but I'm afraid there is naught you can do about the storms except wait for them to pass."
When you leave Sonavut’s home, they find a crowd has gathered in the square outside, led by the village shaman, Tunuak. An aged man, though still hearty, Tunuak leans on a twisted staff, wrapped in a heavy gray cloak decorated with Erutaki tribal designs. His brown eyes are yellowed with age, as are his few remaining teeth, and his balding head is a patchwork of short, wiry white hairs around his temples and the back of his head. Tribal tattoos decorate his liver-spotted pate and face, wrinkled and worn by wind and sun. He carries himself with an air of importance, expecting to be heard.
Addressing the crowd, Tunuak proclaims that your intrusion will only inflame the dragon’s anger. The villagers have turned away from the spirits of the wind and invited outsiders into their midst, and the spirits will repay such faithlessness by sending the dragon against Iqaliat once again. Now, even the traditional sacrifices to propitiate the wind spirits will not suffice. The outsiders’ taint can be removed only by sacrificing one of them, and the rest must leave at once.
Miso looks at Tunuak a long moment.
Miso slowly walks out to greet the crowd. I speak for my companions when I say that we are not familiar with your ways. Know that we have no quarrel with this man of honor among you.
Miso looks over the crowd and tries to find the Erutaki word for "defender."
Unfortunately, he finds the word for "shepherd" rather than "champion."
Mianitsijik. This is what we strive to be for Iqaliat — as the mountain defends the stream, as the Moon defends the Sun, we seek to defend Iqaliat.
"To put what my friend here Miso is saying more simply, we are just planning on passing through. The dragon is hindering us as well and if it decides to interfere with us, we will be attempting to deal with it."
Jennix listens quietly to the man's words, the moves up with a swagger in his step and smiles to the assembled villagers. "DO not fear my friends! We are mighty heroes from the south! My too humble companions have failed to enlighten you of our ggreat deeds. We have vanquished many a mighty foe, and as my companion put it, if the dragon interferes with us, it won't be around to interfere anymore. If we rid you of this white dragon, will you aid us in crossing?"
"Listen not to these foreigners! They will only anger the dragon and bring its wrath down upon us even harder!"
The villagers relent and seem to be siding with Tunuak. They no longer demand a sacrifice but many of them are yelling at you to leave their town immediately.
Sonavut and Chief Nalanaq apologize for the behavior of the villagers and regret that your stay will not be as comfortable as they hoped. Perhaps the only way to win the villagers' trust now is to defeat the dragon....
Terflynn grumbles in Zachary's ear, "This is why I lived outside of Sandpoint in the first place."
Miso whispers to his companions, There is more to this Tunuak's words and deeds than a mere attempt to save his village. He is as true as the chameleon.
The monk then clears his throat and continues aloud to the assemblage. A great many foes indeed, as Jennix has mentioned.
hunt the dragon, Sonavut gives you each a set of claws of the ice bear. Chief Nalvanaq offers to provide a guide to take you to the dragon’s lair while the caravan stays behind in Iqaliat.
Aura faint transmutation; CL 3rd
Slot hands; Price 1,300 gp; Weight 1 lb.
Strapped to the hands, these spiked climbing claws crafted by the Erutaki grant a +2 competence bonus on Climb checks and Acrobatics checks made when using both hands to aid in movement, and allow the wearer to ignore the normal penalties on those skills for slippery or icy surfaces. In addition, up to 3 times per day, the wearer can activate the claws as a swift action to gain the benefits of spider climb for 1 round. The wearer cannot hold anything else in her hands while using claws of the ice bear. If used as a weapon, claws of the ice bear function as spiked gauntlets.
"I preferred the woods to the town as well. It was infested with goblins at times, but hiking with companions was worth it." Zack quietly replies to Terflynn while the townsfolk grumble.
The white dragon Vegsundvaag makes her lair underneath the icepack about 60 miles north of Iqaliat, in a vertical rift that spans a vast gulf over subglacial rock-spires. During sunny periods, meltwater slicks the icy walls of the rift before cascading in an algid spray into gravelly pools below. The 20-foot-wide rift stretches over 100 feet long at ground level but narrows to half that width below before widening into a massive subglacial chasm 400 feet deep.
"Well fellows, it seems we'll need to climb down. Everyone still has their climbing kits, I trust? Let's drive some pitons before going too far down."
Vegsundvaag lairs on the eastern side of the rift, a large dragon with scales glittering like polished ice edged with silver. Her scaled face is marred with claw marks, and the horned frill surmounting her head is tattered and scarred, enhancing the menace of her dark, deep-set eyes. Her body is stout and muscular, and measures about 15 feet from her snout to the base of her thick tail.
Vegsundvaag shrieks at you in Draconic when you enter her chamber!
Miso, clearly surprised, translates. She claims we, or some like us, have taken her eggs.
This is unheard news, Miso responds in fluent Draconic. We are not aware of your lost eggs. We are here only to seek an end your attacks on Iqaliat. If this can be done peacefully, we welcome it.
Miso will ready.
Miso will release the wand of scorching ray from his spring-loaded wrist sheath and fire a charge at the white dragon.
Terflynn casts Mage Armor. "What did it say, Miso?" he asks, noticing that Miso apparently speaks Draconic.
The dragon shrieks back at Miso, clearly hysterical:
As it seems the dragon is not interested in peaceful solutions, Miso takes out his wand and fires.
Terflynn draws his bow and fires an arrow at the dragon, trusting in the bow's magic to send his arrow true.
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Terflynn recognizes this dragon as a young adult white dragon. Dragons of this age usually resist mundane weapon damage and white dragons are, of course, immune to cold and vulnerable to fire. They resist spells and are immune to sleep and paralysis, as is usual for dragons.
Teflynn's arrow bounces off the dragon's hide, which also absorbs Miso's spell as if nothing can harm it! The dragon tries to cover itself from ranged attacks by producing a snowy, swirling fog cloud between herself and the party!
Terflynn casts Mage Armor. "What did it say, Miso?" he asks, noticing that Miso apparently speaks Draconic.
She claims we, or some like us, have taken her eggs.
I have offered a peaceful resolution, but she is unreceptive. It must come to blows then, as must be with unreasonable minds.
Zack, unable to see the dragon, activates his gloves and moves to the side to wait for a shot.
Zachary activates his magical gloves and hopes for a clear shot...
Draw potion of shield of faith +2, drink, five foot step forward.
"This creature is resistant to weapons and magic. It's weak to fire, if you have any that isn't in the aforementioned form..."
With that, Terflynn steps forward and draws a bottle of keros oil. He uncorks it and empties the contents onto the ground before him. "If it intends to dally, I intend to make the most of it."
Miso and Terflynn make preparations....
Jennix draws the katana and spread out, waiting for the dragon to appear.
No one sees any sign of the dragon until a blast of snow and ice comes shooting out of the fog!
Miso slides out of the way as the blast comes in (evasion), then strides forward near the cloud, readying an action.
Miso will spend another charge from the wand of scorching ray.
Jennix thanks his luck as he dodges the worst of the cone.
Jennix can guess that it is in the cloud somewhere.
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Zack moves from cover and looses some over sized flaming arrows towards the dragon.
Terflynn conjures up a tiny orb of surging and burning arcane energy. He eyes the fog cloud and extends his arm toward it, the orb hurtling forward with incredible speed. "Get down!" he calls out, hoping to avoid catching anyone else in the blast.
Zachary's arrows fly into the mist as Terflynn explodes a fireball but you only hear the laughing of the dragon from within!
Suddenly the great dragon burrows up from the ground behind Jennix! Jennix's quick attack misses but Miso scorches it with a blast of fire!
The dragon goes for Jennix!
19 dmg
Miso will five-foot adjacent to the dragon, activate his ki pool to give an extra attack as he flurries, using ki strike to make his unarmed strikes magic. Attack # will be a Stunning Fist (DC 15 Fort).