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After you have defeated the ettin and recovered the golden pendant, you emerge from the cave to find yourselves ... face to face with Aurelliax in her true form (picture in the slide deck).
She is a magnificent mature adult gold dragon whose presence dwarfs your own.
Suddenly, an aura of light washes over you and all your wounds are healed.

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The surprise hits Torgen with such force -The cigar drops from Torgen's mouth and lands on the dirt of the cave opening.
Um, Um. I'm outta words.
Torgen bends over picks up the cigar and without dusting it off sticks the dirty and pebble infested cigar back in his mouth. His teeth use the dirty as a sort of dental floss as you hear him move the grime back and forth and then just swallows.
Great picture of the dragon. Props to the artist!

GM Nowruz |

Silence follows for several seconds.
”Thank you, travelers, for protecting the people of Highdelve, and for recovering my amulet. Truly, you are the heroes these people needed. Let me commend you, as well, for sparing the lives of those children that belong to this town ... I will take care that they are loved and brought back to this community!“ she says with a rumbling voice.

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Now THAT is what I'm talking about. THAT is a heck of a pat on the back. And when I say that, I do NOT want a dragon patting me physically on the back. I'd crumple into a pile of brown goo if you did that literally.
I know Alyyra will say something better, but I'll sleep nice and sound from ac-com-plishin' a good day's work.

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Alyyra is similarly stunned, gobsmacked even, beholding the dragon. She's speechless, just staring dumbfounded like a child. "Th--thank you!" is all she manages to get out, then she hugs Kyomi tight as she regains consciousness. "I--that is--thank you again! Is there anything else we can do for you? I mean, I don't want to suggest that you can't do whatever you want yourself, it's just--" as she realizes she's babbling, she slaps a hand over her mouth and stops.

GM Nowruz |

The dragon nods with respect.
“You have all done enough. I was surprised to see that these demon worshippers really were so eager to harm the one thing that means so much to me … Highdelve. The blood sacrifice combined with the depletion of all magic in these items was necessary to make the giant invulnerable to my attacks. But … you were here!“ the dragon says and it’s golden scales move as it raises its head in thought.

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”The Swiftpaw is eternally in your debt! Thank you for sparing my life!”

GM Nowruz |

The dragon does not move. You suddenly see the golden pendant move from you and levitate in the golden dragon’s direction and it vanishes when touching her scales.
She looks at you for a while.
”Please accept these as a token of my appreciation.“
Four statuettes of gold dragons with diamonds for eyes appear out of thin air and levitate to your hands.

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You bet-cha! And may I say these statues are of the finest quality.
There isn't a craftsman on Golorian that won't give a long whistle and a nod of appreciation.
Torgen takes the statue and lovingly inspects it. Looking to memorize the details.
But he doesn't jump in the cart. He instead hangs back as it rolls down the hill, taking out a brand new cigar and lighting it up. He inhales the smoke and makes a couple smoke rings.
thinking to himself, I was intendin' on quitting the stuff, but a victory cigar is just too much to pass up. I'll have to go "back on the wagon" tomorrow. He then laughs at the pun. He had literally declined being on the wagon so he could "fall off the wagon".

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Kyomi simply rests, that next day. She’s too exhausted for any more shenanigans, right now.