As the troop licked their wounds from fighting the vampire, they discussed what to do next. Some of the party feel they really messed up on how to deal with Rezmir’s assassination, but as Shava pointed out, “If it goes under the radar, it’s not really fucked up.” They then traveled down the stairs to the tunnels under and to the side of the castle. They found all the tunnels lead to one place, Glazhael the white dragon.
The party sent in only the finest academic in Gold Brain to discuss matters with Glazhael. As conversations go, it wasn’t an awful one, but as soon as Gold Brain challenged Glazhael about knowing where they were going, it was game on. Shava, typically known for her trigger finger got the fuck out of dodge. Paavu immediately charged in to Glazhael in a frothy rage and brought forth the weight of Xantor’s Rage onto the mighty dragon, trying to take the attention off of little Gold Brain. Nuka turned into an umber hulk for the first time, and remained calm and collected as she gazed into Glazhael’s eyes.
Then the mighty white dragon reared up and created a great force of wind with her wings, causing Gold Brain to use his great acrobatic skills to stay on his feet. Dara, perched up on the ledge above the battlefield, summoned an undead spirit to assist her in the battle. From the hallway’s depths came Dakota the Friendly charging in with all his speed and dropped a powerful headbutt on the dragon that would knock any other creature prone and helpless. A wave of fear swept over the party as they realized just how dangerous the situation was.
Gold Brain, scared and acting out stabbed with the blood of a red dragon on his Rapier of the Fallen Star. Then, as if from no one, Shava reappeared up on the cliff with Dara and shot a giant bolt of lightning right through the dragon and a fireball lobbed behind it by Dara singed its tail. The dragon then brought the full force of it’s icy breath weapon forth on Dakota and Paavu, only to have it make no impact on Paavu and very little on Dakota.
