The Black Citadel
You walk around a curving passage before it opens up to another large room. But as soon as you walk into the room, you heart jumps a beat because you immediately feel like you're going to fall through it, though you suddenly realise the floor can support your weight. It's made of what looks like crystal clear glass. Looking though it reveals a large geometric design lit up with a bright light. At the murky far end of the room, you can make out the small lone figure in black again that must be Wiculoth in disguise. As quick as you noticed, the figure suddenly vanishes and a large smoky mass begins to form above the centre of the geometric design. The three of you brace yourselves as the smoky mass fills across the room and rises upwards, obscuring your vision completely.
As the smoke begins to clear vooooom!
A huge streak of burning hot flame heads your way and you all fall down flat onto the glass and the flame races overhead to slam its fury into the stone wall behind you.
"A prayer to the gods, Wiculoth summoned a dragon!" Zirder whispers intensely, as you all get up again.
Taking up half the room is in fact a huge, enraged looking silver-green dragon. Smoke and stream billows out of its nostrils with every slow deep exhaling breath. The dragon begins to suck in air, ready to try to roast you all with another burning hot flame.
Vooooom! You dive onto the floor again and the flame passes over to make your back feel warm and toasty.
"Is this all Wiculoth can manage?" shouts Vandil through gritting teeth. He pulls out his sword and runs towards the dragon. "Back-up Zirder, back-up!" he shouts.
We'll handle it Mathayus!" Zirder shouts at you. "Get to Wiculoth before he has a chance to "
Vooooooom!! Face hits glass again.
You spring up. You'll have to get past the dragon somehow without getting toasted. Cast
As the smoke begins to clear vooooom!
A huge streak of burning hot flame heads your way and you all fall down flat onto the glass and the flame races overhead to slam its fury into the stone wall behind you.
"A prayer to the gods, Wiculoth summoned a dragon!" Zirder whispers intensely, as you all get up again.
Taking up half the room is in fact a huge, enraged looking silver-green dragon. Smoke and stream billows out of its nostrils with every slow deep exhaling breath. The dragon begins to suck in air, ready to try to roast you all with another burning hot flame.
Vooooom! You dive onto the floor again and the flame passes over to make your back feel warm and toasty.
"Is this all Wiculoth can manage?" shouts Vandil through gritting teeth. He pulls out his sword and runs towards the dragon. "Back-up Zirder, back-up!" he shouts.
We'll handle it Mathayus!" Zirder shouts at you. "Get to Wiculoth before he has a chance to "
Vooooooom!! Face hits glass again.
You spring up. You'll have to get past the dragon somehow without getting toasted. Cast