[DnD] Welcome to the Dungeon of Doom!

The child seemed keen to pay a trip to the graveyard, or at least that's what I guessed from her wild gesticulating. Despite my new found aim in life to master the powers of fire and ice, I still had a fondness for necromancy and had yet to find a satisfactory explanation for the mysterious powers that had brought most of my companions back from teh grave in the first place. Maybe the answers I was looking for could be found in the home of the restless dead?

And anyway, zombies and skeletons burned easily which would give me some good burning practice and we could always stop off at one of the wizard's houses on the way, kill two griffons with one ballista as it were.

FELIPE NO

I was not sure if the big fellow could actually read or not but he seemed interested in fighting another dragon. Whilst I always relished the opportunity to better myself and appreciative though I was that saying you'd killed two dragons would make for an even better pub story than killing one, I had had my fill of near-death experiences for the immediate future. That said, an abandoned monastery was likely to prove a decent source of pillage, especially with the dragon keeping away looters and a Fire Opal sounded like the sort of powerful magic artifact I should be on the look out for.

I had a feeling that the armoured dwarf would plump for whatever entailed the most violence but was hopeful we could reach an amicable comprmise once the other dwarf, who was clearly the smartest of my companions, had made his choice.

How ya doing, buddy?

The Horde were chatting amongst themselves and whilst I still couldn't understand a word of what they were saying, I sensed that they were receptive to my idea of retrieving the sword and then going on a slaughter rampage in a graveyard afterwards.

I noted down the address of the Lord offering the quest and hoped we'd be able to find someone who could direct us to his house.

Jam it back in, in the dark.