In answer to Hasan’s question the dwarf fixed the elf with a dead serious look. “A dragon.” Feldard eyed the now barred door and turned to head back out into the hall. A door would be a mere hindrance to a dragon should it decide to come after them for disturbing it. It was time to leave.
Having been confined to the rear, Saeth didn’t get a good look before the Dwarf barreled back through the doorway. She smirked, then queried Hasan in Elven. “Is this his idea of a jest? What would a Dragon be doing down here? If he’s just losing his nerve, I’m quite content to take his place in the van. Let him languish at the rear!”
As the others retreated back into the main passageway and Miklos listened to the fears expressed by the others he risked a swift glance at the barred door and the intervening corridor. “Dracos Nobilis Vermilious indeed? Fascinating. A shame he was not asleep. I would have relished the chance to see such a magnificent beast from close quarters! Either way I should be calm. He has been asleep for some time and was probably a little drowsy which is why we are still alive. That and the access to this passageway is too small. My reasoning is that the villagers did not mention a dragon. Which doubtless would have been a key concern of theirs. Therefore I can only assume that they thought it was dead or long departed. There must be some vast access on the other side of the hill that we did not explore in our haste to get inside. Else this creature could not have entered. In future my advice would be to ensure tha this does not happen again by skirting places before we enter. Either way we have been blessed with a narrow escape. Let us steel ourselves and more cautiously investigate the other door in the short corridor there.” He indicated the opposite door to the dragon chamber.
The priest calmed his hammering heart. The seemingly light conversations around him washed over him as he leaned heavily against the wall. He waited a few seconds have expecting the infernal dragon breath to reduce the door to white hot embers of molten slag.
He waited for several seconds, satisfied there was no immediate danger, he offered a brief prayer of thanks to Halav Incarnate. “Ok, let’s try the other door. I little more cautiously please.”
Nicolai turned and said, “Yep, next time lets try the other door.”
Feldard glanced around at the others like they were mad. Speaking so calmly.. did they not hear what he said? There was a dragon on the other side of a door. The soot and burnt timbers in the hall now made perfect sense. Yet here in this corridor, there were no burnt marks of any kind. Odd…
Still, they were seemingly content to continue poking around looking for what? Two captured maidens, three evil sisters in spirit form looking to possess the maidens and take over the world, and gemstone that was being sought after by the most foul of evil wizards and undead? Well, okay put that way maybe their overall purpose was rather noble and worth a bit of risk.. but .. a dragon!?
The dwarf scowled deeply as he looked about at the others. Surely if they could quell their fears and continue on, he could do no less. He was a dwarf after all—the pinnacle of all the races! He brusquely nodded and moved to the opposite door. This time laying his ear to the door and listening beyond himself.
If this was an entrance to the dragon lair, surely he would be able to hear something. But there was no sound or any hints of anything threatening beyond it.