Gaven stood a short distance away, arms still pulsing with electricity from the blast that brought down Vaskyr. Grim pried himself from the unconscious dragon’s clutches and raised his great axe for a coup-de-gras. “NOOO!” Gavin shouted! As Grim looked puzzled, Foo called back, “why not?! He was trying to kill us.” “He didn’t understand what he was doing. He’s a good being and doesn’t deserve this fate.” “Very well,” Brother Aden answered, “he’s out cold, and we’ll leave him here. We’re more concerned about the prophecy.” “What do you know about the prophecy?” Gavin replied. “I was held up in a cell for almost 30 years and the prophecy was all I had. I’ve worked out most of the details already. I doubt you can contribute.” “I don’t care about contributing or not,” Grim defiantly stated, “we’re in the middle of this…prophecy…and everywhere we turn seems to be leading us down the road that’s spelled out in those draconic glyphs on the walls you just read.” ‘The might of Earth frees the Bronze serpent’ ‘the Eye of Siberys falls near the City of the Dead’ ‘Blah, blah, blah!’ “Yes, you know all about the prophecy, congratulations! We’re living it.” Some of the group noticed that every time a passage or keyword regarding the prophecy, Gavin mutters the phrase under his breath as if in a trance. He suddenly seems lucid and replies “Then it seems that our paths have converged.”
“Maybe we should work together. Do you have the Eye?” Quarion asked. “What do you mean?” Gavin replied. “Don’t play us for fools!” Foo shouted. “We know a large dragon shard impacted at the base of this floating mountain and we believe it’s the Eye. Where is it?” “I have your word that we’ll work together then to fulfill the prophecy?” Gavin asked. The group nodded each of their heads in turn. Gavin then pulled a very large dragon shard out of a sack. “I believe this is the Eye of Siberys. When I first touched it, a vision of darkness filled my head pictured the Heart of Kyber.” “So we’ll need to unite these two artifacts?” Grim asked. “I think so.” Gavin replied. “Can I look at the Eye?” Quarion asked. As Gavin handed him the shard, Quarion gasped and stiffened as the vision of what Gavin described filled his head. “I see the same thing.” Quarion finally spoke after shaking off the effects of the shard’s touch. “Let me see that!” Grim yelled as he grabbed the shard. “Nothing.” As he tossed the shard to Foo. “Nothing here either.” Foo stated. “Or here” as Brother Aden also grasped the Eye “So we need to find the Heart of Kyber. Where is it?” The entire group turned as one to peer at Gavin.
“Yes, I know where it is, but it’ll be hard to retrieve. My wife has it.” Grim stifled a laugh as he muttered out, “so why don’t you go and get it?” “My wife is the one who had me imprisoned. She won’t give it to me, she’ll have me arrested again.” “So you need US to get the Heart. Where is she?” Foo declared. “She’s in Vathirod. She runs the local tavern. I should be located there.” “That’s at least a days journey away, we’re running short on time.” Brother Aden reminded the group. “I can do something about that,” said Gavin. He waved his arms in the motions of a spell and then spoke to the air, “where are you, Cart?” The air replied in a metallic voice “we in Vathirod.” Gavin stated “Excellent! You’re an hour away. Get here as fast as you can!”
“So now we need to exit this maze. Any ideas?” Quarion asks. Gavin pulls out a scroll with a map recently drawn. As Brother Aden glances at the map, he mutters, “why do all the paths look like the Blood of Vol symbol?” “Interesting,” Gavin remarks. “Yes, but that doesn’t help us out of here,” Foo replies. “Looks like we can exit here,” Grim points out on the map, “that should be the same place we came in.”
An hour later, the group wonders out of the sky caves and makes their way to the surface by repelling in turn. Shortly thereafter, a small airship piloted by an elf with a vigilante warforged guard beside him, sails into view. Gavin beckons us all aboard. As the motley group of Gavin and our heroes boards the ship, the elf pilot of House Lyandar introduces himself as Darrin. The warforged defender is Cart. They immediate get underway.
As they’re leaving the sky caves, a flight of the largest dragons anyone has ever seen passes overhead, 13 in all. Each dragon makes Gavin’s tiny ship look like a songbird next to an eagle. The dragons pay no attention to the ship as they make their way northwest toward Thrane. Everyone on deck stares in awe, thankful that the dragons are not attacking as they watch the flight disappear into the horizon.
Enroute to Vathirod, Gavin told the story of his “rescue” from prison where he met his benefactors, Darrin, Cort, and several others…including Vaskyr. It seems that Vaskyr fulfilled his part of the prophecy taking on the role of the Bronze dragon after all.
The group reviewed their plan to “obtain” the Heart of Kyber as they approached the docks of Vathirod. The guards at the dock approached as we pulled up. “Halt, what business do you have here?” One guard brazenly trumpeted. “We’re here for supplies and a quick pint,” Foo replied. “Travel papers?” “Of course,” Foo says as he and the rest of the group flash the guard their respective documents. “Alright, no trouble down there.” Grim shrugs as he passes the guard. The rest of the group follows in turn. After a brief visit to the small settlement’s magic shoppe, the group meanders toward the tavern.
As the group nears the tavern, they formulate a plan to retrieve the heart. As they near the building, Quarion scans the premises for magic. “There’s a strong source on the upper floors,” He says. “Hopefully that’s the Heart” Grim whispers. As they enter the tavern, the group finds a table in the corner to survey the scene. Several of the group notices a Halfling that continually glances in their direction. Brother Aden notices the bar tender taking an interest in the group as well. “Foo, why don’t you go get us some drinks and work your ‘magic’ on Rienne” as he head nods toward to bar. Foo wanders over to the bar to flirt with the attractive elf, which we know is Gavin’s wife, Rienne. “Let’s do this,” Grim whispers. He stands up and bellows, “Where’s the entertainment in this place?? Guess I’ll have to provide it.” Grim starts with a story of battle on the very eve when the Mournlands were created. The meager crowd listens for a bit then interest seems to taper off. Grim wanders over to a table of farmers that are having their own separate conversation and slams his fist on their table. “Do you think that there’s something more interesting than my story?” Grim stares down each of the farmers and settles on one poor sap. The farmer has never been more afraid in his life as he peers into the glowing eyes of Grim. Suddenly he seems to find a much greater interest in Grim’s story now fascinating story. “I didn’t think so.” During all the commotion, Quarion and Avarel slip upstairs and begin their search. They find a chest hidden in a closet which the magic emanates from. Avarel attempts to open it with no luck.
Just at that moment downstairs, Foo’s hold on Rienne’s attention wanes and he notices that suddenly she attempts to break off the conversation in a desperate need to go upstairs. Grim and Brother Aden agitate the farmers, but they’re too frightened to start any brawl. Rienne storms over the group and threatens anyone who looks like they’re itching for a fight to stand down. Grim laughs and she turns to make her way upstairs. “I’m not done talking with you!” Grim shouts and reaches for her arm. He almost makes the grab as she spins and then blasts a spell that freezes Grim in place. “I’ll be right back to deal with you,” she says as she climbs the staircase. Brother Aden grabs the sending stone and sends, “better get out of there, she’s on her way up!” to the group upstairs. “We’re getting out,” Quarion sends back as they teleport out the window. A short while later, two companions wander back into the bar and sit in the corner. After about 10 minutes, Rienne reappears on the staircase with a suspicious look in her eye. She wanders over to the table while snapping her fingers to release Grim. “Who are you and what are you doing here!!” she demands. “I know you’re not from around here. What do you want?” “The Heart of Kyber” Foo says. Rienne first looks shocked, and then states, “What makes you think that I have it?” “Gavin” Brother Aden replies. After a brief discussion the group gives the story of how they need the Heart to complete the Dragon Prophecy. “Here” Rienne says as she hands over a large fist-sized gem. “Take it and tell Gavin I’m sorry.”
Grim notices that the Halfling is missing. Quarion peers out the window when he hears some noise and shouts, “We’ve got company! Kundarak dwarves closing in!” “Is there a back way out of here?” Foo asks. Rienne points behind the bar. The group races as one to the back door. Just as they get thru and close it behind them, they hear the front door bursts in and a booming voice shout, “WHERE ARE THEY?!”
Racing down the back alleyways the group is able to keep a couple blocks ahead of the dwarves. Various obstacles seemingly block their path, but are actually beneficial as the hinder the dwarves much more. The party hops a last wall and sneaks onto the ship. “We’ve got it,” Quarion tells Gavin, “Let’s get out of here!” Gavin pulls the ship out of the city, northwest bound following the path of the dragons.