Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20171226150054/@comment-17114085-20180218202915

Thynvil approached the priests, his bow drawn and an arrow notched. He kicked one of them on the side when they didn't move. "They're dead. I guess thousands of years of having your soul sucked killed them."

Rigmor pushed himself up as Faire healed him. He looked at the priests. Guess it's for the best that they're dead, though it might've been good to talk to a real living Atmoran instead of just an angry spirit.

The large white dragon suddenly fell down from his current position, falling to the ground like the priests. It landed on its stomach with enough force to shake the entire room.

That artifact was powerful, even killed a dragon. The Skald thought. Like Ash he had been worried at the prospect of fighting it. None of them were currently strong enough to take that creature on, especially since unlike that Sea Serpent, this was a full fledged Ancient Dragon. He looked over at Edhebor. A shame, but it seems that the Arch-Paladin's plan worked.

Athyis grabbed the hourglass relic from the pedestal. He felt great power from it. Auriel's Star, finally. He turned back to the others. "We'll start the journey back down after resting and putting Edhebor to rest."