Severo pushes forward undaunted by the dragons presence. Hacking away at anything he can reach while soaking the damage from the rocks it fires.
Flynn Yells at the Dragon in Draconic, Oh Please, i've seen scarier things than you! . He continues His assault
Devora fires a pair of Hasted arrows. Again she pulls magic arrows from her quiver.
The first arrow bounces off, but the second one sticks into the Dragon.
Undaunted by the dragon´s presence, Electra calls forth aid, Calling for Caleb to aid in this battle!
Brandark rolls with the blast of Glass, managing at the last moment to get his quickdraw shield up in time to take the brunt of it.
Only to loose his nerve at facing a dragon and gets back up to run for the door.
Round Two
Stone resists the Dragon's Frightful Presence, though he is shaken by the flying shards coming from the Dragon's breath. He hesitates to see the affect on the other party members.
Flynn, only shaken by the Dragon, begins to send a barrage of arrows toward the massive beast. His first arrow penetrates deep into its tough hide.
Brandark hesitates briefly to recover from the wave of shards that cut into him, though he did block many of the shards with his shield.
Severo, fearless as most Paladins are, swiftly Lays on Hands to heal, then hastily begins to chop up the Dragon.
Elektra has seen a lot, she was only mildly shaken by the Dragon. She elects to bring in a friend.
Devora also was only Shaken, her second Hasted arrow penetrates the greenish monstrosity.
The Dragon howls from deep strikes by both sword and arrows. The assault was just too much for this Young Adult Forest Dragon. It had come from across the sea to make a name for itself, only to be defeated by a group of heroes.
Victory!
Caleb will appear just in time to see the Dragon fall. "Good job! It is good to see you again Lady Elektra. You are facing Dragons now. I look forward to the next one." He returns to his Plane.
Illusory wall to the right over there guys. he points out as if its obvious theres one there
Flynn will find the hidden room. The party will also find tunnels that slopes steeply down into the bowels of the mountain. But the party will be more intrigued by what they find in the hidden room, a hoard of coins 67 pp, 1122 gp, 2828 sp, and 11,105 cp. And within the pile, the following gems:
1. Carnelian (50 gp)
2. Deep Blue Spinel (100 gp)
3. Deep Blue Spinel (120 gp)
4. Garnet (90 gp)
5. 2 x Jade (100 gp)
6. Jasper (50 gp)
7. Jet (110 gp)
8. Jet (120 gp)
Also there is an engraved mithral scarab (400 gp), a Masterwork Light Crossbow (335 gp), a Masterwork Warhammer (312 gp), a Cauldron, a bottle of Oil, three Potions, a suit of Scale Mail, a Scroll of Bane, a Scroll of Feather Step, and a Shortbow. There are sticks scattered within the pile.
Looking at the coins, Avarice sets in, but then common sense comes to the rescue of Brandark.
I suggest the Gems, Platinum, Gold, and Silver. Leave the copper, and look over the rest to see what it might be.
He will start stuffing the coins into the storage bag.
if you don't take the copper i will. i can find some charity to donate it too.
It was not so much for the value Flynn, but for the weight. After all, the copper is over 200 lbs of weight.
Electra smiles and replies. "Well that is why we have animals.
May I have a look at the scarab. I think I will use it to craft something special."
The Cauldron, the bottle of Oil, the three Potions, the suit of Scale Mail, of course the Scroll of Bane, and the Scroll of Feather Step, the Shortbow and two sticks that are wands all radiate magic.
As the party is gathering the loot, the Gnome suddenly appears in the cave, "Oh my, I really dislike that spell." He has his big bird-like thing with him.
"My! My! Aren't we a fine set of adventurers. I had thought that you were the right ones for this task." He goes up to Lady Elektra.
"This is the best I can do," He gives Elektra a Spell Book. "It is a copy of all I know. Use them well."
The Spell Book has the following spells.
Acid Splash
Dancing Lights
Daze
Detect Magic
Ghost Sound
Haunted Fey Aspect
Light
Mage Hand
Open/Close
Prestidigitation
Read Magic
Identify
Mage Armor
Magic Fang
Magic Mouth
Shield
Speak with Animals
Summon Monster I
Unseen Servant
Bull’s Strength
Create Pit
Evolution Surge, Lesser
Haste
Summon Eidolon
Summon Monster II
Dispel Magic
Phantom Chariot
Stoneskin
Summon Monster III
Wall of Ice
Contact Other Plane
Purifed Calling
Summon Monster IV
Teleport
Transmogrify
Summon Monster V
Summon Monser VI
He looks at the party, "Here. Take this!" He hands to Brandark a token in the Shape of a Bronze Tree. "It is not magic. It is the symbol of our village. With it, you will always have a place to stay in Big Oak, food on your table, and good drink. The village will look forward to your return."
After again congratulating the party, he teleports back to his now even more safe home.
One more thing, if i recall aren't dragon parts typically valuable as well?
My thanks, good sir Brandark responds as he is given the bronze tree.
He then looks around after the gnome departs.
Brandark grins I do see your point, about the animals, but they are a ways away from here.
He then tucks away his gear, packs up and gets ready to go.
So where are we off to first?
He inquires.
Looking over the list of spells Electra suddenly raises an eyebrow.
"This is a particular spellbook. You must be from a very different tradition. But I highly appreciate it."
Starting the evening Electra starts to decipher the spells till... very deep in the night.
For the first time in a long while you see Flynn clearly distracted by something. His gaze turning down into the tunnel leading into the mountains bowels. He says little as usual however
Of course we skin the dragon!
I want a purse from dragon skin!!
And I found quite a few useful spells in there.
Well, I guess I will start to bring our mounts up here, but it will take a while.
Brandark asks to see if anyone wants to come along.
After that, I am thinking we look in on those caves.
The party skins the Dragon. Salts it as best as possible, gathers the loot, then heads down the mountain back to the horses. They then look for a place to camp that will be good for the horses. They will easily find a spot near a fresh stream.
There is an eerie calm overnight. Though there was no encounters the silence was deafening.
Day Eighty-Nine
As the party loads the horses, a group of over a dozen Serpentfolk approach the party.
This was their home if im not mistaken
Aye, but we might have just killed a god figure to them.
If they had hostile intent they would have ambushed us already, not doing so would be foolish and they do not seem foolish. Im willing to take a bet that the Dragon forcibly took this place.
Retcon
Devora notices Flynn looking down tunnels steeply declining into the bowels of the mountain, "Yes. I am curious too. What great stories are awaiting down there. But we must go to sleepy Sandpoint. The good citizens there will need us. Come on..."
Back to the Present
Flanked by six Serpentfolk warriors to each side, two on each side with bows, two on each side wielding long knives, and and two shielded warriors on each side with wicked looking maces. The twelve flank three more robed Serpentfolk, one with a serpent-like staff, one without anything in its hands, and finally one in the middle, a two-headed Serpentfolk with green robes.
The two-headed Serpentfolk moves forward, the others are clearly at the ready, the left head begins to talk in an odd common, "Weeze been waaching you." The right head continues, "Weeze seeze you ssslaze zeez Drag...gon." Then back to the left head, "Itssiz taken our shrinezeez." Then the right, "Youzeez haseez killzeez the Drag...gon." Left again, "Weeze thankazeez fer thisiseez deeeed."
Retcon response
Its not that im curious, if you can believe it im worried actually. I was in the underground as part of my last mission before i was black listed and wound up here
Retcon Continued Response
"I see, Devora will shiver with the thoughts of some of the horrors she has heard about in the Darklands.
The Pathfinder continues, "Maybe someday you can tell me of your experiences." Devora will now seem more curious about Flynn than the steep path downward.
Back to the Present
The two-headed Serpentfolk will look towards Stone. The right head speaks, "Sssserpentfolk? Weeze benzes herzes, sssince beforzes Thassssilonzes." The left head speaks, "Whenzes suchez youzes werzes dreamzes. " Then back to the right head, "Butzes, az tezes Viperzvalz, ferzes threezes haundrezes yearzes, by yarzes reco..ninzes. "
"Well we are quite happy this is pleasant for you. For now you can life in peace. Bt you know... who knows what monster will fill the void the slain wyrm has left!"
The two-headed Serpentfolk looks at Elektra. The left head speaks, "Weeze hav learnzez our lezzon." Then the right head, "Weeze will gaaard ourzez shrinezeez better." And then back to the left head, "Agan, weeze thankz zeeze."
The Serpentfolk leave the party and heads toward the trail that leads to the top of the mountain and their shrine.
The party mounts their steeds and heads toward Sandpoint. Riding hard and fast along the eastern shores of Lake Ember, the party by late afternoon reaches the village of Nybor. Nybor is nestled along the southern tip of Lake Ember. It is a farming community with maybe the most diverse population in all of Varisia, if not all of Golarion. The party notices those tending the fields and as you move toward the villages center, within shops, and on the dusty streets, Half-Elves, Half-Orcs, Half-Serpentfolk, and others of mixed races along with Dwarves, Halflings and Humans. There does appear to be more Gnomes than any of the other races. But this is not surprising considering the great Sanos Forest borders the village to the east. The village has a certain peace about it. Flowers and well-groomed shrubs adorn every edge and corner of the village.
There is the tavern and inn prominently located along the shore. The inn has its own wharf. Several small fishing boats are moored along the wharf. The party sees a heavily weathered sign swinging on rusting hooks. It is an image of a snake with arms, a fork in its hand, and what looks like a frog on the fork. The sign reads in a Varisian script, "The Serpent's Snack."
There is a stable a couple of blocks off the shore.
It was three silvers per horse for the stabling. Brandark will find the stable hand to be very capable in light of the exceptional specimens of horse he is already tending to.
The Serpent's Snack is bustling with about thirty patrons, literally of all walks of life, fisherman and farmers, shop keepers and craftsmen, half breeds and not. As an example, at one table there is what looks like a Half-Elf fisherman, sitting with a Gnome, a Half-Orc farmer, and a what looks like one of the Serpentfolk, a female with very human features.
Great vats take up the whole back right of the building. A male Dwarf is putting grain into a grinder.
The bar is slightly elevated to accommodate its Dwarven bartender, a female. When the party approaches she introduces herself, "Welcome to Nybor. There are no strangers here. They call me Silvertooth." She smiles showing off her silver upper front right tooth. "We make our own beer. It is only a silver piece for a mug. We also have our local Wine. It is a gold piece. And we serve a very fine Honey Mead. It is made just outside of town. It too is a gold piece. Our specially is the grilled Frog Legs. It comes with grilled leaks. Or you can have our Vegetable Stew. It is made with purple potatoes, parsnips and the chopped leaks. Not to mention, various sundry spices and other locally grown vegetables. The meal comes with cornbread all for a gold piece." She takes a breath, "We do have rooms, not many, but I do have two available. They are two gold pieces each for the night. Each room has three beds."
Sounds like a plan Flynn definitely has something on his mind, only partially paying attention.