"can you draw up a simple map?"
"O K, here's the mountain and surrounding slopes on the southern, eastern and western sides. here is where we are on the mountain. here are the halls on the southern sides of the mountain. and here are the stone halls of the mortals that I think hold the demons."Grul said as he drew on the ground.
"yes but I wondering about those halls on the southern slopes. what lives there?"
"dragon cultists. mortals who sided with the dragons after they came to these mountains."

"it's a talonpole, great for parrying and inflicting wounds. but what are those weird metal boards?"
"it's a atlatl, you put the spear to the beak of it and swinging the atlatl, throwing it 3 times further than normal."Clyfask said as he demonstrated how to throw an atlatl.
"so where exactly do you think the demons are?"
"I'd guess in one of the abandoned stone halls on the South Western sides of these ridges."

"I am fond of Two Rivers weed. Finest for a pipe."Grul said as he took the pipe from his mouth.
"yeah and I bet that you've smoked it in that pipe long enough to have it start growing in your pipe bowl"
"be polite To'mec, we're still in their home."Zoray scolded wile retrieving her weapons.
"until I go out side to scythe some sorry demons head off."
"what exactly is that weapon you carry Zoray?"

"but some of the demons and dragons run lose. I think that they are the ones that have been slaughtering our snake hounds."
"so in short, you want us to kill as many demons we can find in one place?"
"would you like some thing in exchange?"
"we did come here for your fabled silver."
"25lb of silver in exchange for demons exterminating skills?"
"done! I probably seen enough demons to make a lesser mortan never wish to see another scaly thing again. and where the heck did you get a pipe?"

"that undoubtedly brought the demons. they brought with them dragons with scales of jet and spewed not fire but an inky liquid that seared the flesh and melted steel. on the day they drove us out, they were led by a great towering shadow carried by the greatest of these black drakes. many died but a band of 16 worriers mortan and mortals, they bond the great shadow whose name we feared to learn to a dormant form some he may only come back as an avatar of him self. but if he comes, we shall know him as the Dark One's Web."

"long ago in a time almost forgotten, my clan lived in peace with a race of small beings who called them selves mortals in our presence. we tried to convince them that we were mortal as well, but they would not hear of it so we gave up. these mortals were very loyal and many heroes in there home land, they could handle magic like no other being ever could. they wove magic into trinkets that could see leagues away ,scepters that could heal deep cuts with a touch, and idols that could bend the will of a demon with a thought. they gave these trinkets to us as tribute as a sign of loyalty. they taught us how to make totems and forged us weapons willingly."

"let us eat before the fire and drink to each others health."
"where the heck did you pick that up?"
"To'mec would you like a drinking contest?"
"Clyfask, if your think drinking is going to impress Zoray, forget about it."
"you wouldn't believe how many idiots have tried to impress me with drinking contests. they just end up drunker than a blindfolded shark swimming into a blood bath."
"so Grul, what did happen to the rest of your snake hounds?"
"now is the time of telling. I shall try to tell the tale as accurate as possible."