As told by Gaemon Swallows.

At a long rest from another of our glorious battles, I find my mind in uneasy waters. I am plunged into visions, a nightmare of drowning in an inky dark abyss. As I gasp for breath the face of Umberlee peers from the Void, she blows a kiss and I awaken to find myself… In a dinghy? on the open waters with nothing visible for yalms but a small spec of light on the horizon.

Making haphazard use of my shield for an oar, I arrived at land, made my way back to Ravensbluff and heading on to track down my crew. How did I wind up out there, what happened after the battle. Was I on another bender at the bath-house? \

I heard tale of their hunt for Halard Glotha Firewings abandoned lair. Following their trail of corpses and the smell of hardy seamen. I finally gazed my crew off in the distance, and bolted to return to my companions.

I come upon them standing over corpses felled at the Dimotholin Temple made to rubble. Seems they already had things handled here. They barely seem to notice I was even gone…

We continued our way up the mountain, and found cave behind a waterfall, full of gold and dragon bones. Sounds to good to be true, and it was. A blast of petrification from the Dragon bones hits all but Ghaisek , weather fate or devils involved I’m unsure.

Our captain was blown down by the blasted breath, so I quickly port over and brought him back to his feet. Timothy got surrounded quickly in my absence and Rolf rushed back to his aid, showing his Shield is a shower, and a grower ;D. Preston precisely placed a fireball and blasted a bulk of the bones to bits. The one remain, yet turned in fear from Timothys mere gaze, I don’t know if I like the new look in his eyes. What is this mask he’s got now… Kuda bathed the dragon by the stars light, crisping it nicely.

After felling my arrows, I see out of the corner of my eye I see a Hell-Wasp appear behind the rock in the back of the cave, just as Ghaisek left my line of sight again… Not suspicious at all. Though I will say, at least it did not come for me and the crew this time.

Moments later a 2nd blast from the Dragons Breath blew Myself, Rolf, and Kuda off our feet.

When I awoke again the battle was over and we were victorious. Somehow again Ghaisek remain untouched, recanting the tale of his little demon Kalaban laying the beast low with a final blow through the dragons boney skull. Huzzah!

Where the hell did that giant Hell-Wasp go, also where did it come from. Anyway, we lined our pockets with gold, and goodies. Kuda fashioned us a fine hut for a rest before heading on to our next adventure.

I have a mask to hide my own intentions now as well it seems.

Dark lady watch over us heathens.