Wolves and Dragonborns by Reinys | World Anvil
16 Spring's Noon, 300 E.A.

Wolves and Dragonborns

by Paladin of the Ancients Reinys Ylyndar

I should have known that we could not leave the fate of what seems to be this entire town to the skills of our rogue, even with the help of the vampire headmaster. Even so, I was blessed by the gods to have possibly the greatest companion to ever have walked this cursed world. Yldris more than proved his worth to the party this night in his storytelling performance and the way that he misled the guards as Zalkin and I slipped away into the dungeon depths. I hope the guards have not treated by beloved pet too harshly, or my ire during this next convoluted plan may be directed towards them.
 
We slipped into the dungeon only to see that all hell had broken loose. Darkened hallways lit with nothing more than the fiery breath of a dragonborn turned dragon, with a blue-skinned rogue on its back wielding nothing more than the silken rope from her hair. I cursed them before throwing myself into the fray with a vengeance. There were some things only a paladin could do.
 
The guards needed to be felled, but their lives did not need to be ended. I did my best to be gentle in my blows, only dealing blows that would knock them unconscious. These were the men of the man we were trying to save. I would not hurt the men of a good man, no matter the situation. That was a much harder sentiment to get through to my party, but eventually it stuck.
 

Speak the word of power and gain the last resort
Speak it when the Hydra is near to quell all fear
Speak it and victory is here

 
These words etched into the floor of one of the cells would haunt me. Their scratched script was one I did not know, but the power of the words sent chills down my spine. This was something we would have to face to find the help and power we needed. In this place, no amount of my prayer would bring us away from the ruin we would soon find. As the others mull over our course of action, I sit here in the dampness of these cells, scribbling in this weather-worn journal so that I may find some peace in my chaotic mind. I fear that the coming battle and the coming difficulties may fall on my shoulders, but only if those around me cannot shoulder their burdens.
 

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  1. Away From Yllvalion
    1 Spring's Morning 300 E.A.
  2. A New Beginning
    13 Spring's Morning 300 E.A.
  3. Out of the Catacombs
    14 Spring's Morning, 300 E.A.
  4. Stronghold and Its Depths
    14 Spring's Morning 300 E.A.
  5. Below the City, Once Again
    14 Spring's Morning, 300 E.A.
  6. Moments of Finery
    14 Spring's Morning, 300 E.A.
  7. A Name to Faces
    15 Spring's Morning, 300 E.A.
  8. Divine Intentions
    27 Spring's Morning, 300 E.A.
  9. A Party Leader's Work Is Never Finished
    27 Spring's Morning, 300 E.A.
  10. Enter the Tower
    4 Spring's Noon, 300 E.A.
  11. Heed the Words Above the Door...
    4 Spring's Noon, 300 E.A.
  12. ...Danger Lurks in Deeper Floors.
    5 Spring's Noon, 300 E.A.
  13. Into the Depths
    5 Spring's Noon, 300 E.A.
  14. On to Kestel
    7 Spring's Noon, 300 E.A.
  15. Hydras Follow Us
    8 Spring's Noon, 300 E.A.
  16. Belly of the Beast
    16 Spring's Noon, 300 E.A.
  17. Wolves and Dragonborns
    16 Spring's Noon, 300 E.A.
  18. A Chaotic Mind
    16 Spring's Noon, 300 E.A.
  19. On to the Next...
    1 Spring's Evening, 300 E.A.
  20. Mithril Mantle
    24 Spring's Evening, 300 E.A.
  21. Neighbors of the Underdark
    27 Spring’s Evening, 300 E.A.
  22. Safety in Numbers
    28 Spring's Evening, 300 E.A.
  23. A Paladin's Anger
    1 Summer's Morning, 300 E.A.
  24. Questionable Faith
    3 Summer’s Morning, 300 E.A.
  25. Contradictions of Faith
    3 Summer's Morning, 300 E.A.