Devaguea landed and winced as his injuries suddenly protested the sudden reduction of adrenaline. "It is a dragon, somewhere between a wyvern and a full one. It probably had a range of several hundred square miles. But yes, Jubilost was hit well north and west of here. It could be that we are somewhere in the southern part of 'its' territory. Either way, lets get the corpse out of the middle of the camp, and then see about removing the head. It will count for the bounty on it. Tina, if you could help Serena while Sak'bas heals me?"<br/><br/>Once the two injured had been treated, and Akiros and the liontaur had dragged the corpse out of the campsite, the rest of the camp went back to sleep while Devaguea pulled Serena a short distance from the camp and let her vent.<br/><br/>The next day, he shifted the duties of the group a bit. Instead of clearing this zone, he had Akiros try and track the drake's path back to its lair, while he went north to tell the lizardfolk about the dead drake. They would get some use of the corpse, and he could fly faster than anyone else could move. If he came under attack, his plan was to just run, but with the drake dead, he was the most dangerous thing in the air. Catching up with the group would be a bit of a challenge, but he had a decent roar, and with the drake dead, if something was roaring nearby, Tina could use her ghost sound cantrip to help him locate the party.