Gameplay - The Dragon Who Took Too Little

"Zoboanth, although you have many friends, including us, there are plenty of bad people who want to hurt you and your parents. It would be best if you stayed out of sight ad very quiet. In fact, that goes for all of us. Let's stay in the house and be on guard."

"It is wise to be weary, especially with the Kobold attacks recently." Hasan has no problem taking watch.

"I'd rather not get attacked this night, we've gone a full day without fighting and shouldn't push our luck." Ruby prepares for a nice, quiet night.

The night passes without incident, you all awake well rested. The next morning, you find a Dragonborn walking up the road, a pixie riding in his shoulder.

"Perhaps he'll pass. The less attention we bring to ourselves the better." Hasan whispers as he grabs for his weapon and ammo.

"Do you think they're related? Or maybe friends of Zoboanth's parents?" Ruby muses with a curious eye.

"I hope not, we dont need another dragon enthusiast!"

"Don't make eye contact!"

The dragonborn before you wears well worn blue travel clothes with wraps of cloth around his writs and his ankles under a hooded cloak. From under his hood, you see a bronze scaled snout. Other than a backpack carrying his meager possesions, he leans on a rune encrusted staff. "Greetings," he calls in a deep voice. "I come from... a place that doesn't have roads, and I am a little lost. This pixie assures me this is the right road, but, well, he's a pixie and they lie a lot. I am looking for the Serpents Rattle, a local landmark." He looks over the adventures. "I have been sent to meet a party of champions. You seem likely candidates." He takes a moment to reconsider his words as he sees the VERY POORLY HIDDEN MAN IN THE BUSHES, but decides to power through. "Or at least, you are heavily armed. By any chance, do you know of the dragon Panantyss? I was told that that the party I was to meet would know the name."

"Hail! Stay friend. Whom sent you on this journey to find the Great Dragon?" Hasan stands in the doorway seeing the wanderer approach the building.

"Well met." It's impossible to tell if his voice is that deadpan or if he's judging. "I was sent by the Druids of Albionii with information. I will help those who seek the dragon." He touches his hand to his chest. "I am Hehsh and this is MystWynd" Hehsh give his companion a look. "He is very insistent that is one word." Returning his gaze to the party he asks, "Are you the party I was sent to meet? If so, I would have your names."

"Well met, Hehsh, and Mystwynd! We are indeed the heroes you seek! I am Valinar paladin of..." the half-elf checks himself, glance down at what pendant he chose to wear today "...paladin of Helm, late of Valinor. My friends and I also seek Panaptyss."

The pixie flies over to the group by the house, and examines each of you critically. It settles on Atrix's shoulder and whispers in his ear, and then does the same to Trev.

They look at each other and nod. "MystWynd says that the two of us are to attempt to join the Reavers as mercenaries. Find out what we can from inside the camp."

"Did I ever tell you about my time as a mercenary in the deserts of Kadhab?" Valinar begins another one of his tall tales, but sees Ruby staring at him disapprovingly. "Perhaps a story for another time."

"No no, please continue." Ruby has a look of intrigue, daring him to further spin his tale. "Anyways, welcome Hehsh and MystWynd to our party."

"Thank you. Perhaps if the road to Serpents Rattle is long, you can tell us your story at length." Hehsh looks along the road. "We should continue you're prepared."

"We just woke, let us gather our things and we should be ready shortly."