Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20171226150054/@comment-17114085-20180218223209

The dragon still felt very warm to the touch. The same was also true of the priests. Probably a side effect of being frozen in time. For them the Merethic Era was just an instant ago.

Nirilor pointed something out. "You know, since this place was frozen in time their food stocks are probably still fresh. We could finally get something good to eat."

The prospect of a good meal after eating salted jerky and hard bread throughout almost the whole trip through Atmora was quite enticing to Rigmor. He felt his mouth begin to water.

The group had actually run out of supplies when they got to Ragnarr's village, they were running on empty for the past day.

Athyis nodded. "Gwen, Nirilor. Search around for their pantry and fetch everything edible. Thynvil and Aurora you two look around for anything else useful that could help us on our journey back to the port ruin. Faire and Sere, you two help me with Edhebor."

The Paladins nodded and split up.

Rigmor straightened himself. "I'm going to get Garm outside."