Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20180423200044/@comment-7262318-20180511203746

"You speak wisely," Shrol nodded to Eselde.

"Now... the blessing. This, that cannot be given, but must be earned," The Dragon said. A small compartment of the wall directly under his wing shuddered open, slowly sinking into the mountain. "Devised in this mountain is trial. Of mind, strength, soul. It will tell me what a reading of your thoughts cannot."

"Oh, great... dungeon trials," Xavier sighed.

"Perhaps you would seek a blessing elsewhere?" Shrol asked.

The breton shut his eyes. "Nnnnope. All good here."