The thought of disturbing the sleeping dragon was about as appealing to Owl as the thought of being sacrificed to it! "Uh...let me get far away first! I am going to look for a way out." He began searching the walls around the room and investigating the other alcoves.<br/><br/>----------<br/><br/>The candle wax dripped into the groove on the top of the slab. As Darius looked closer at the symbol and the river of wax moving slowly, it became very apparent that the dark color in the groove was indeed dried blood. The smell was bad enough, but it was the faint glow from the eye of the dragon that would get their attention.<br/><br/>The glow was an unearthly green, that whirled and grew until it started rising from the slab. The unmistakable aura of a disembodied spirit hovered over the slab. "BEWARE!" it intoned before fading into nothing.