The next room holds a gigantic, sleeping bronze. On his shoulder, you spot a smaller bronze creature. They seem to be very content sleeping together.
Shhhhhhh!
You turn around in surprise and see a young man with his figure over his mouth. You nod and look him over. His eyes are brown and his complextion is dark. He looks to be in his mid-twenties, and he has a splash of brown hair.
"Please," he begins. "Do not wake them. I finally got them to sleep. That one there is Xanath, and the flit is called Fri. I am Drygo...sometimes refered to as Dr'go...rider and caretaker of them."
Hrmmm? Chirp! Cheep! Roll, roll, CRUNCH! Chirp!
The noise makes you turn your heads. The dragon, it appears, has rolled over, leaving poor Fri on the ground. The sleepy-eyed creature grumbles.
"Oh, no!" Dr'go cries. "Not again. Please go, before he wakes up, too."
Follow the Tunnel
Return the the Entrance of the Layr
