"A clutch of dragon eggs?" Escobert mutters, shaking his hairy head, "That doesn't bode well for us..."
"We'll send a runner to the nearest large city to see if they can send a force to clean it up," Nighthill says, sighing, "Hopefully they can get there quickly, before they hatch or decide to move on."
"Also, Leosin purchased each of you a horse and supplies while you were away," Nighthill says, just remembering that detail, "So your trip should be much hastened."