The three of them found themselves a quiet spot closer towards the outer surroundings of the tent city. After the days exploits, the people around them were winding down, families huddled around fires, and ate quietly, talking amongst themselves. Vesper followed suit, starting a fire for them, and rummaging through her pouch for some rations, passing them out. She noted they were almost gone. She'd need to stock up before they left tomorrow.<br/><br/>"Now, we're nice and comfy, Merlin?"she turned to the mage, who pulled out the large leather bound tome and flipped through the pages, finding the text from earlier. " This is promising... the pages say that over a thousand years ago, a dragon by the name Valdessa ruled the entire southern half of the continent. A powerful beast, said to create ruin, death, and despair. Says here she would bring back the fallen in her domain and use them for an undead army. She was an ancient dragon at the time. Wanted to become a god, she waged war against the Gods, and it says she almost won. Had her hubris not gotten the better of her. She was slain, her body encased within the earth by the god Bromire, and her soul locked away within a soul gem. Says the gods entrusted the gem to a group of devout worshipers, and they hid it away." When he was finished he took a bite of the dried meat he had been given and hummed to himself.<br/><br/>"Do...do you two think it's this dragon? Valdessa? I mean...it come out of a temple of Bromire, right?"<br/><br/>Merlin sighed and shrugged. " Maybe. If it is, maybe it's weaker than what the text says, but I'm going to pray it's not the same dragon. Otherwise, I think we're screwed," he said.