13 Unndilar 835

Drok and Khajit had a talk with Aeranthrix through the palantir we uncovered, it was almost if he was taunting us to come and find him. So we did. After some time crossing the swamps we arrived at the ruins of an old city or stronghold and we taunted the dragon to come out and face us. So he did, he blasted most of the riders of the storm and the balistas away in a single attack. Seeing such devastation, this doesn’t look like the same dragon from the library this one is much stronger, the articles must have been really old. I think there’s no chance we’re going to make it out of here alive, black dragons are known to be ruthless and there’s nothing we can offer that has value to it. I see how Drok is fighting for the honor of the fight and the glory of Kord, if I’m going to die let’s make it a good fight and let Kord allow me to join my friends in the afterlive.

We made it, we killed Aeranthrix I did not think this was possible but we did it, first beer then figure out what to do with the claws of Aeranthrix.

I will not divulge how we did it but we disposed of the claws and are now on our way back to Tiamat in the hope that Faramir will teleport us back to Uthodorn. Actually Faramir was kind enough to teleport us back to Rexxentrum, he knew a teleportation circle there and it makes the journey much easier for the whole party. And now some shopping.