Aedil's Lair


Fearlessly you walk forward, the flame of your torch casting flickering shadows on the damp walls of the passage through the rocks. The extreme height of the mountain makes you short of breath, and the wind lashes at your clothing, which is far too light for the cold you experience.

Coming closer to your destination a sudden fear creeps up your spine. What if he, or it, doesn't want to see you? But you shrug it off quickly, for it is known to you, that all are welcome into the ancient red dragon's lair.


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Last modified: Aug 28th, 2008
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