The teleportation circle brought us from castle Naerytar straight to Icespire Peak. Instead of a mountain panorama, however, we were greeted by an underground dungeon. Making our way from room to room, we killed some undead, cleared out a room full of sarcophagi and finally arrived at the top floor, where we could confirm through the windows that we were ineed at top of a mountain. Hearing the shuffling of heavy feed above us, and seen doorways and stairs worn down by something sizeable and powerful moving through it, a suspicion began to form. Fynn first recited the “Tale of the fearless five” he had just finished writing:
We’re the fucking five
Nothing can stand in our way
Even dragons take a dive
Down to an early grave
Near and far, day and night
We follow down a heroic path
Be villains, be monster or evil wraights
They all sudder in fear in the aftermath
Cause we’re the ferocious five
And we turn wrong to right
Despite the odds we’re still alive
So better think twice before you try and take a bite
Then turned invisible to explore the top floor of the dungeon, where he discovered two drakes and a young white dragon. Luckily, he was not discovered by them in turn.