Eidi carefully prepares spells in the coach knowing upfront the group might fight a dragon.
Level 1 (pearls of power I: 2/2)
Wizard - (6/day)
ray of enfeeblement (For 17)
mage armor
disguise self
3x magic missile
Cleric - (6/day)
shield of faith -D
obscuring mist
unbreakable heart
2x remove fear
remove sickness
Level 2
Wizard - (6/day)
blindness/deafness (For 18)
see invisibility
2x blur
invisibility
alter self
Cleric - (5/day)
zone of truth - D
remove paralysis
weapon of awe
surmount affliction
supress charms and compulsions
Level 3 (pearls of power III: 1/1)
Wizard - (5/day)
ray of exhaustion (For DC 19)
haste
2x displacement
invisibility sphere
Cleric - (5/day)
prayer - D
magic circle against evil
resist energy, communal
dispel magic
paragon surge
Level 4
Wizard - (4/day)
enervation
dimension door
2x stoneskin
Cleric - (3/day)
holy smite (Vol 17) - D
freedom of movement
globe of tranquil water
The half-elf understands the greviance of the situation and prefers to walk behind silently. As Eri casts mage armor he does the same on himself.
As the group reaches the destroyed houses he does look around trying to guess where the dragon might have moved after the attack, or where might a citizen be seen for asking.
Eri blinks back tears and begins his path in Denial.
When they get to Allustan's he looks for his tracks. He tries to not mov about in a frantic manner, taking a deep breath from time to time.
Mortimer trails behind a few steps, then says gently, "Don't worry, Eri -- maybe he wasn't even in there. Maybe he was at his brother's -- the Governor Neff."
Where the Hells was he when all of this went down? Let's start with the Square.
Mortimer races back to the square.
"Mort, we should go kill this dragon."
Mortimer grunts. "But, why the Church Sol? Wouldn't an Evil Dragon have thought to spare that? What does Allustan, The Church and the Emporium have to do with each other? And where the Hells IS Governor Neff? Does he care at all?"
He sighs, then shakes his head trying to dispel his bewilderment.
"Let's see who tumbles out. Maybe we can glean something from them."
He runs around the square, pounding on existing doors starting with the Sheriiff's Office, sprinting in a counterclockwise direction, shouting.
Rousing Memorial Square yields results less than a minute later. Deputy Jamis emerges from the Sheriff's Office, followed by two other men. All three carry bows, though Jamis doesn't nock an arrow, only moves forward, briskly.
"Ayah!! Come, quickly!! Get inside, you all, there is a dragon on the hunt, has taken a toll on Diamond Lake, and may very well return!!"
There was a presence in the Sheriff's Office, before the three emerged, but you cannot hear from Lazare's House, or from the Feral Dog, any scurrying or shifting.
You can tell from the freshest tracks of the dragon that it galloped from west to east in Memorial Square, before taking flight.
Ascaria is glad to see people and rushes toward them, not in fear, but out of a desire for information, "Deputy, where are the wounded? I would tend to them immediately and ease their suffering."
"Then you can tell us about this dragon. We mean to hunt it." he resolves firmly.
"Ayah!! Come, quickly!! Get inside, you all, there is a dragon on the hunt, has taken a toll on Diamond Lake, and may very well return!!"
Solrisa's face finally breaks into a smile. She puts her shield on, happy with the report.
"You think it will come back!? REALLY!!? GOOD!!" Solrisa draws her blade and begins to bang her sword on her shield, hoping to draw the dragon to her as she walks away from the rest.
She goes to an open area, banging on her shield and calling for the dragon. Her head swivels, hoping the dragon will show itself.
Only after those who can be ushered are brought into the Sheriff's Office does the Deputy answer. Jamis looks deflated. "There are only the living and the dead, Canary. Several garrison soldiers died trying to fend off the she-dragon. Those who were injured, but survived, were dragged back to the healers holed up in the garrison. We barely managed to clear the Square of the dead, get them to the cemetery, but none of us have dared take the time to bury the bodies." A strained look comes to reside on the man's face, as he stares at the maiden's madness in Memorial Square from the doorway.
"Ayah!! Come, quickly!! Get inside, you all, there is a dragon on the hunt, has taken a toll on Diamond Lake, and may very well return!!"
Mortimer begins bellowing at the sky.
Mortimer beams at Solrisa.
"Oh, Hey, Sol! It's Deputy Jamis! Remember?" Solrisa is already out of reach before Mortimer can take her arm.
Lost as to why seeking shelter instead of greeting an acid breathing dragon face to face would be helpful, he turns toward the others and waves, "Hey Jamis!" He then shoots a look of concern after Solrisa and her cacophonic wake, and remains behind with her to keep an eye out.
Tynan stares in disbelief at the destruction of Diamond Lake, wondering what good he'll be against a dragon that could cause so much destruction.
"O.K. ... this Dragon's targets were Allustan's residence, the Church of Asmodeus, and the Emporium?!"
"Allustan was researching how to end the threat. The Church would likely not be happy about a secret cult trying to infect everyone with worms... it would undercut their power structure. As for the Emporium? I have no idea."
Tynan pauses, and thinks on the town's layout. "Or it could be something as simple as all of the locations were in a straight line, and the dragon made a single large attack pass. I don't know much about dragon tactics."
"That is probably the case Tynan" comments Eidi "From the freshest tracks, it galloped from west to east in Memorial Square, before taking flight"
The half-elf looks at the new people trying to assess whom are them and quickly trying to figure out the situation of this unknown place. They seem to know these people well. Let's wait and see...
Eidi either runs to the Sheriff Office or stands in the streets following what the more knowledgeable of the field do.
Solrisa smiles as Mort comes to help her draw the dragon out.
"Oh, Mort! I hope it comes!" Solrisa beams, finally excited to be back home.
Solrisa beats sword to shield more loudly.
Ascaria watches as elements of the party stand in the street and scream at the sky. He shrugs, believing the dragon to be gone, at least for now, and presses for more information.
Only after those who can be ushered are brought into the Sheriff's Office does the Deputy answer. Jamis looks deflated. "There are only the living and the dead, Canary. Several garrison soldiers died trying to fend off the she-dragon. Those who were injured, but survived, were dragged back to the healers holed up in the garrison. We barely managed to clear the Square of the dead, get them to the cemetery, but none of us have dared take the time to bury the bodies." A strained look comes to reside on the man's face, as he stares at the maiden's madness in Memorial Square from the doorway.
"Thank you Jamis. So are most folks hiding out at the garrison? Why are you posted here? Did the dragon speak? We heard it was looking for an Allustair or some such. Is that true? We also heard it flew off a couple days ago, did it say it would return?"
"Allustan was researching how to end the threat. The Church would likely not be happy about a secret cult trying to infect everyone with worms... it would undercut their power structure. As for the Emporium? I have no idea."
"Yah, but one of the cults was made up of members of The Church of Asmodeus. I figured they were in league, but maybe not officially? But look at that path of destruction -- it's more or less in a straight line except just after Vanelle's. Only half of that building is hit, and the structure across the street was destroyed."
Mortimer shrugs.
"She skipped over the next building in that straight line, as if She turned her head in mid-gallop just to hit the house across the street."
"I wonder what it was." Mortimer walks down the lane to investigate both the totalled structure and Venelle's.
~~~
"Oh, Mort! I hope it comes!"
You're making enough noise to waken the Dead.
"We should be so lucky." Mortimer growls, looking for any sign of the cowardly Dragon.
"Oh, Hey, Sol! It's Deputy Jamis! Remember?"
Jamis rubs the back of his neck. "Actually, it's 'Sheriff' now. Sheriff Cubbin was cut down on the dragon's first pass, first day."
"Thank you Jamis. So are most folks hiding out at the garrison? Why are you posted here? Did the dragon speak? We heard it was looking for an Allustair or some such. Is that true? We also heard it flew off a couple days ago, did it say it would return?"
Sheriff Jamis nods. "Most folk have taken advantage of the protections of the garrison, aye. I'm to wait here, in the Square, and will prostrate myself to Ilthane, should she fail to find Allustan. She hasn't returned, so I'm thinking she's found her quarry. Part of me is saddened, another part is grateful she hasn't returned. Marzena, Allustan's companion? She approached me with the information about his investigations of the old Whispering Cairn. She knew it would be dangerous to set the dragon upon the old man, but she couldn't bear to see more innocents slaughtered. I spoke with the dragon, hoping to conceal Marzena from her."
Venelle's- destroyed. Church- destroyed, Emporium- destroyed. Residential homes- destroyed. The blood of at least three bodies still colors the grounds around both homes.
For all the maiden's enthusiasm, Ilthane does not heed the call to battle, does not accept the challenge, does not show herself in any way, near or far.
Ascaria has mixed feelings about the last sheriff, but is confident in at least the courage of this one. "You'll not beg if the dragon returns. We'll face it on your behalf, if you'll let us, and best it."
He looks over at Sol and Mort trying to call down a dragon with their shouts, "We may look a little crazy, but do not underestimate us."
"Is Marzena still here? We should speak to her. Perhaps we can help Allustan yet. My guess is that the dragon is hunting Allustan, so if we can find him first, we can meet the dragon elsewhere. Safer for the town."
"Sol," Mortimer says gently, "save your energy. I don't think The Cowardly Dragon is going to come back here today."
He turns to join the others in the Sheriff's Office.
~~~
" "Actually, it's 'Sheriff' now. Sheriff Cubbin was cut down on the dragon's first pass, first day."
Mortimer pulls pensively on his cowlick. "Aw, is that right? He died defending the square? I'm sorry to hear that." Maybe he wasn't as lazy as I thought...? "For how long did you say the Dragon tormented the town?"
"Is Marzena still here? We should speak to her. Perhaps we can help Allustan yet. My guess is that the dragon is hunting Allustan, so if we can find him first, we can meet the dragon elsewhere. Safer for the town."
Mortimer nods.
"And so much for my over-anaylsis of the level of destruction," he adds. "There's so much ash it's hard to see. There's nothing there but a couple of large blood smears. I guess we should also go down to the cemetery -- see if there's anyone there that we knew, you know?"
"Is Marzena still here? We should speak to her. Perhaps we can help Allustan yet. My guess is that the dragon is hunting Allustan, so if we can find him first, we can meet the dragon elsewhere. Safer for the town."
Sheriff Jamis takes little comfort in the gnome's promise to intercede, so moves on to answering further questions.
"Marzena has been taken in by Governor Neff, so you should be able to find her at the Manor. If you ask me, the dragon took off directly for the Whispering Cairn, so you might also find something of tracks there, if not Ilthane herself."
"For how long did you say the Dragon tormented the town?"
"Two blasted days. First day, she attacked the Emporium, then Allustan's house. Second day, she attacked the Church."
Jamis doesn't offer more, as some of the color bleeds from his face. Sensing that the Sheriff's Office is not going to host the returned group, he waves his men back inside, and he joins them shortly after excusing himself.
"Thanks Sheriff!" Ascaria is pleased with the new man. Probably less corrupt too.
He turns to the party, especially trying to get Sol's attention, "So the dragon isn't here. Let's gather what information we can and head to the the Cairn after lunch. Sound good?"
"So do we want to go to the garrison, graveyard, or Neff's manor first?" he seems less interested in the manor by his tone.
"I say we check in at the garrison first. There may yet be wounded there, whatever Jamis says. Or other needs we can fulfill or at least plan for."
Here dragon dragon dragon! Here dragondragondragon!!!... Here dragon dragon dragon! Here dragondragondragon!!"
Solrisa continues her sword to shield calling with diminishing enthusiasm as both Mort and Ascaria tell her that the dragon is long gone. However, because she is a hopeful soul, she keeps it up for a while longer, ever hopeful that the dragon will come face her.
Finally, the reality comes over her and she returns to the party, disappointed.
"I really hoped the dragon would come. I thought we'd kill it then...then...then...I don't don't know, but I know we need to kill it," Solrisa sighs, hoping the dragon had come. "We'll just have to find it after we find Allustan. We have to keep at this."
"We should go to the manor first. We need to find Allustan. We can stop in at the garrison on the way to searching for him. The graveyard will be there. Do we need to check it out before we go? The dead will probably stay there until we are done."
Eri continues to look worried. I don't which is worse. Fear of Allustan killed the drahon or fear of fighting a dragon."
Ascaria shrugs his shoulders, "Sure, we can skip the garrison, and the graveyard - at least for now. I suspect we head to the Cairn as that's where he said Allustan was, so that's where the dragon went. But let's talk to Marzena first to confirm that."
He pushes off toward the Manor as fast as his stubby legs will carry him.
Solrisa follows Ascaria, un-be-shielding himself as she moves.
"Ascaria is there any magic spell that will draw the dragon to us? Ooh...maybe we could get Allustan to call out for the dragon? Then it might come for sure, right?"
Solrisa's long legs keep up with Ascaria.
"Do you think I should practice with my bow more too, Eri? Might be that the dragon flies around and then it won't come to play with me...so maybe my bow will be useful. We should practice more later, huh Eri?" Solrisa asks with a big smile.
"You do not have to worry Solrisa. I suspect Ascaria will make you fly like he did during the Arena combats" the half-elf winks an eye to the resourceful gnome.
"So we should visit this Crain you have been talking to me before..." Eidi nods "I do believe we need to check first with this Ma...zena you say so we have a clearer idea of why the dragon was looking for Allustain. That means the manor first" the half-elf looks around for a rich, large, building.
The courtyard leading to the main buildings of the Neff Manor is barren, as you pass the opened gates of the outer wall. When enough of you have entered, and crossed in front of the various windows of the meeting hall, only then are you met by helmed soldiers. Neff's personal guard.
As you are recognizable to most in Diamond Lake, they nod their greetings, and usher you into the same building in which you've met Neff on two prior occasions. The building is notably quieter than usual, as the offices appear to be vacated, and the patrol is brought to skeleton crew levels. Eventually, Jillian enters the entrance hall to greet you. Like Jamis, the woman has seen more peaceful days. She welcomes you back to Diamond Lake, even congratulates you on your victory in the Gauntlet, as she brings herself into some semblance of composure.
"You've obviously heard of the dragon's attack. Are you here to support Diamond Lake in its dark hour?"
Solrisa nods her head vigorously.
"If someone could tell me where the dragon is, I'll go slay it. Does anyone know?" Solrisa smiles brightly as she looks around for someone who can point her the way.
We should practice more later, huh Eri?" Solrisa asks with a big smile.
Eri takes a moment to break free of his reverie. "Er ah, yeh. Let's practice later.
When they get to the garrison and the niceties are over Eri adds, [/b]"Any word on Allustan?"[/b]
""Sure, we can skip the garrison, and the graveyard - at least for now. I suspect we head to the Cairn as that's where he said Allustan was, so that's where the dragon went. But let's talk to Marzena first to confirm that." He pushes off toward the Manor as fast as his stubby legs will carry him.
Fickle gnome.
"But hey," Mortimer says, reaching into the Haversack and pulling out a whole ham. "Didn't someone say something about lunch first?" He reluctantly starts trailing behind the rest of the party, tearing off hunks of the meat to eat as he walks.
"Mmmm -mm," he mumbles, swallowing a hunk of bread has he jogs to the front of the Party, walking backwards to address them. "What do you think -- is it possible that the graveyard might be crawling with Undead? It's on the way to the Cairns -- do we want to be between that and the Dragon?"
He turns to walk forward pensively, then shoots over his shoulder "Maybe we should go back -- see if anyone at the garrison wants to join us. Maybe I can borrow or buy a Composite bow from them."
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"You've obviously heard of the dragon's attack. Are you here to support Diamond Lake in its dark hour?"
Mortimer bites his tongue in order to avoid venting his anger in front of his friends at the persisting absence of the Governor, as well has Neff's apparent lack of action in the crisis. So focused is he on trying to control his ire that he once more forgets that he has no talent for the art of Diplomacy. His mouth explodes into a flurry of questions.
"Yes. We are! Tell us -- where are there troops stationed? Is the Governor among them? Is the Lady Marzena here? We wish to speak with her immediately."
"You've obviously heard of the dragon's attack. Are you here to support Diamond Lake in its dark hour?"
"As my companions have suggested, yes we are. And to that end, as Mort has already said, we need to speak with Lady Marzena." he wonders why we care about the troops, but figures Mort has something in mind...
Ascaria waits to see Marzena.
You are currently in the administrative building of Neff Manor. Not the garrison.
Jillian hears those who speak, nodding and smiling. "Good. Good. This is good." She smooths her dress, likely the same dress worn for the last several days. She excuses herself, and over the next half an hour, you are left to wait in the same meeting room you've been in on previous visits with the Governor.
Both Neff and Marzena arrive, their aged pace deliberate, but with purpose. Neff takes to his desk, while Marzena moves to each of you, and gives a familiar hug. When she stands before Eidi, she curtsies instead of embracing the half-elf. The mistress mage speaks.
"Where to begin? I do remember similar words, about sore eyes, and sights, not so long ago. It is very fortunate you've returned. The dragon, her name is the same name you uncovered in the Mistmarsh. Ilthane? Yes. My memory is still good. She has come to Diamond Lake, with a name of her own. She sought Allustan. I fear she may have already found him, but I do not know for certain. I have lost contact with him." Her facial expression looks confused for a moment, as she realizes that she still stands, so looks for a seat, and takes it.
"Let me see. On what can I elaborate? When you left, Allustan felt that the research into the worms was in good hands with Eligos, so he let curiosity get the better of him, and he actually left the house, all to visit that cairn. He would return home at day's end, excited as a schoolboy, then do it all over again the next day." She can't help but smile, as she pictures the old man in her mind.
"He thinks he's found something. A deeper tomb. And he thought... thinks... that it might protect something powerful. Something that might be useful, in the coming dark days. For what good it did him, I didn't protest his daily visits. Perhaps I should have." Her look saddens.
"By my word, the dragon learned of the cairn. Otherwise, her killing would not have stopped that day."
Ascaria shakes his head, "That must have been a tough choice."
He pauses a moment to let the moment pass, and suggests, "I think our way is clear. We must go tot the tomb, find what Allustan found, and defeat the dragon. Could be that Allustan is sequestered in some deep hole while the dragon waits him out. No matter. We'll defeat the dragon handily enough as we need to."
"So," he begins, turning again to Marzena, "Do you have any idea where Allustan might have been digging? I mean the Cairn is a big place, and we searched it fairly thoroughly at the time. Granted we have powers now beyond our scope then," he glances at Eidi,"but still, any clues would be helpful."
Forgetting his disappointment in Neff at the sight of Marzena, Mortimer tries to make himself as small as possible for the frail old mistress mage's hug. He then helps her into a chair.
"No matter. We'll defeat the dragon handily enough as we need to."
"Aye, that!" Mortimer grunts in agreement. He stands more or less at attention, listening intently as the others speak.
"Do you have any idea where Allustan might have been digging? I mean the Cairn is a big place, and we searched it fairly thoroughly at the time. Granted we have powers now beyond our scope then, but still, any clues would be helpful."
"Oh, he didn't venture very far into the Cairn to find it. He spoke of a collapsed alcove just within the entrance. I didn't avail myself to accompany him on one of his trips."
Solrisa returns the hug with Marzena with a big smile, holding the hug for a bit extra, because Solrisa likes hugs.
"Do you know where the dragon is? If so, I'll put an end to this quite quickly," Solrisa says confidently. She is saddened when no one one knows the location of the dragon, but brightens a bit to learn of Allustan's discovery in the cairn.
"I wonder if this would have all turned out differently if we had just buried the cairn like I suggested long ago...but no matter, we shall go there as soon as we can."
Solrisa is ready to go the Cairn.
"Could be that Allustan is sequestered in some deep hole while the dragon waits him out. No matter. We'll defeat the dragon handily enough as we need to."
At that, Eri quietly pulls out his bow and waits on the balls of his feet, ready to move. When the collapsed alcove is mentioned he starts for the door.
Gonna kill that dragon. One way or the other. If Allustan is alive or dead that dragon has signed its death warrant.
"Do you know how he bypassed the collapse, Marzena? It seemed fairly extensive when we were down there?"
Tynan looks to the others. "So, what do we know about dragons? I'm wondering if some of our confidence might be misplaced..."
"Oh, he didn't venture very far into the Cairn to find it. He spoke of a collapsed alcove just within the entrance. I didn't avail myself to accompany him on one of his trips."
"Thank you Marzena. I think we're on our way to the Cairn next to see what we can find. With luck, we'll find the dragon and best it, but either way we're going to try."
He looks at the others, whip-coiled and ready to go, and wonders what they might be missing in their haste. He'd still like to head to the garrison, but he doubts he'll be able to pull the others in that direction.
EDIT: He nods at Tynan's question, "We know it's tough and breathes acid. And it flies. It also has razor sharp talons and enormous teeth. It's going to be unpleasant."
"Do you know how he bypassed the collapse, Marzena? It seemed fairly extensive when we were down there?"
Marzena turns to Tynan. "Elementals. Another way to reassure me he was in good company while he visited the Cairn. They did all the heavy lifting."
"We know it's tough and breathes acid. And it flies. It also has razor sharp talons and enormous teeth. It's going to be unpleasant."
"She, Ascaria. She's tough, and she flies. From what I've read, the female of the species is much wilier." Marzena doesn't seem to take any comfort in the knowledge, herself.
Solrisa smiles at the description of the deadliness of the dragon, but it doesn't phase her...she'll kill it when it comes.
"Let's go."
Solrisa makes haste to the Cairn, going as fast as Ascaria's chubby legs will carry them.
"We know it's tough and breathes acid. And it flies. It also has razor sharp talons and enormous teeth. It's going to be unpleasant."
Tynan gives Ascaria a slight scowl. "Yes, all of those factors are pretty much what anyone who saw it attack the town would know. I'm talking about their defenses and weaknesses. Can they cast spells? Are they resistant to magic entirely? My knowledge of dragons is limited, but not THAT limited..."
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Does Eri know more? He scratches head as if about to speak...
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Your knowledge does manage to extend to wyrmlings and very young black dragons, but what has been discussed seems to cover what you already gather. The black dragon is chaotically evil, and is water-based.
Mortimer expressed a desire to obtain a composite longbow, which can be obtained at the garrison, the sheriff's office, or the house of Ellival Moonmeadow. Venelle's shop was geared towards the more nicely made archery needs, but it lies in ruin.
Mortimer suddenly turns his back to the ladies.
"Excuse me, please" he apologies.
He takes off his chain shirt and removes his Immolation Shirt. He puts his chain back on.
"Let's see Ellival Moonmeadow first. Perhaps he can loan me a Composite Longbow. I think it might come in handy. Maybe we can even learn more about the Dragon at least."
Eri furrows his brow and then says, "Dragons like this one also breath underwater and go fast there, too."
"Right then, how about we pick up some water breathing potions while we're at it?!"
"Let's be prepared sure. I have a scroll of water breathing which should cover us for a short while if we need it. We can ask about another scroll if you like. But let's get you the bow at least shall we? - it's not far." he looks to Sol, "And not far out of our way I think."
He starts walking quickly, "Let's hurry though."
The party reaches a kind of consensus, helping the giant to secure a ranged weapon at Ellival's, Silver Mine Manager of Diamond Lake, and crafter of magical items. When his residence is approached, and the grand silver bell is rung, you are greeted by Ellival, who ventures down the colorful stone path with preternatural speed, his hand darting to the bell to silence it. No little old woman, no elf underlings. The elf himself.
He welcomes you inside quickly, closing the door behind the last of you. He turns to speak. "You're back in Diamond Lake. I would have taken you for more worldly people, now that you've had a taste of the big city. Has word of the dragon traveled that quickly?"
"You're back in Diamond Lake. I would have taken you for more worldly people, now that you've had a taste of the big city. Has word of the dragon traveled that quickly?"
Baffled at the elf's haste, Mortimer says, "Word? We happened upon a Troupe of refugees from the Dragon's rampage on our way back from Egorian. Are Dragons attracted by the sound of silver bells now? Or, did you beef up your security? Didn't you have an Owlbear?"
Mortimer looks around further discombobulated before regaining his composure.
"Anyway, after making a few inquiries, we think we will find the Dragon at Whispering Cairns. We intend to dispatch with it. We were wondering if you have anymore detail or knowledge about this Dragon that might facilitate in that endeavor. And -- if I might shatter that Worldly Perception of Us you might otherwise have -- I myself, was wondering if I could borrow a Composite Bow. That would help quite a bit, actually."
Ascaria nods as Mort lays out their purpose.
"Did you see the dragon?" he asks at some convenient point in the conversation.
Ellival turns to Mortimer, a single eyebrow raised. "Remaining unheard or unseen has always proven a sound stance to take against a strong enemy. Orniichyr is likely still asleep. As for longbows, of course. Especially if it's in the service of ridding the countryside of a dragon."
He excuses himself, and returns with a +1 longbow. "Return it at your leisure."
Turning to the gnome, he simply says "No, only the damage it wrought."
"Orniichyr is likely still asleep."
Excellent, then. Probably silenced the baby so as not to disturb it. My Owlbear Feathers is in good hands.
He holds up the +1 Longbow Loaner.
"Thanks for this! I'll make sure It doesn't disappoint you, and will return it when we are finished with the task at hand."
He turns to the party. "Anything else? If not, let's be on our way."
As soon as they are off Ellival's property, Mortimer once again turns his back to the Lady and dons his Shirt of Immolation.