Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20171226150054/@comment-17114085-20180220152406

When everything was set, the group set off once more.

They heard something when the Ironside Sanctuary was nearly out of their line of sight.

Rigmor looked back in time to see something white flying out the back of the Sanctuary and disappearing among the surrounding mountain range.

"Orkey's Whiskers! That dragon was still alive." He said. He instinctively reached for his Battleaxe but the dragon flew away from the group not at them and within a few moments he wasn't even visible anymore among the snowy peaks.

"I guess he was just incredibly drained like we were, might've been passed out." Gwen suggested.

Rigmor looked at the she-elf then back to the sanctuary. ''Shit! If that was the case then I left those Atmorans there with him to be devoured...no wonder that dragon flew off so soon after waking up. He probably went to rest in his lair after a full meal...'' He felt a bit concerned and disturbed at having essentially fed a bunch of fresh corpses to an ancient dragon.

"I suppose we should keep an eye in the skies from now on." Nirilor muttered.

Athyis nodded. "It might come back for the artifact after regaining its strength, so we should make hurry to be well out of its territory before then."