Fleeing the lamia and their leonine cohorts, our heroes found themselves in the darkness surrounded by rats. Ratfolk, to be specific. It quickly became clear that not all the ratfolk were eager to invite strangers into their midst. The group tried to prove their value by sealing the passage and healing injured rats, and were granted entry into the warren.
They were brought before ratfolk’s leaders — a trio of overlarge rats — and were grant 48 hours reprieve before the rarest decided whether or not to eat them. The strangest part of the exchange was that everyone heard it in their native language, and all could easily communicate with each other. The rat is allowed them into the bolt hole, Digbo, was tasked with keeping an eye on the strangers.
They diligently worked to make themselves of service, healing the sick, trading alchemical formulae, and moving heavy objects, and learned that there was indeed a real green dragon on the old temple of the Firstborn, and that he had a number of juvenile blues as his minions.
They found that there primal rune carvings in many locations throughout the warren, but the rats claimed that they had not carved them. Close inspection revealed that they were natural descriptions and mathematical formulae, but nothing that seemed to aid their mission.
After a day of service they returned to their corner of the warren to rest. The compound erupted in hubbub not to much later, as a rat had returned to tell of a foreign party that had been attacked and slain by charau-ka. This cast doubt on our heroes welcome, and they slinked back to their cave to discuss.
They rested, and left the compound before their welcome could be questioned further. They tracked back to the watering hole where the scout group was slain, and looked for clues. They saw a lot of blood and destruction, no no indication of where to go next.
They needed more information, and did not know where to turn. Digbo suggested talking to the oldest of the slaves, known as Nosefinger. he had been around since the wild time, and light answer their questions.
The problem was, he was in the dragon’s mine compound. Not willing to risk rising the dragon, the group decided that Boomah and Kallius would fly in invisibly and try to rescue the creature. So the group moved up within roughly half a mile of the mine, and prepared the assualt. Under cover of darkness, Celeste summoned two air elementals to carry the magus and the goblin closer to the mine, to preserve their spells until they would be needed.