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The white-haired Pixie had left his home of the Deep Woods several days ago, given the task of investigating the massive meteor that fell to the south. Most Pixies were conservatives, wishing to keep the status quo, and this falling fireball was bound to bring change. Those more magically attuned among the Pixies sensed the coming meteor before it could be seen in the sky. All of their magical senses told them that this meteor would bring great change.

Personally, Dumas liked change, it made life interesting. So that’s why the meteor so fascinating to him. So he quickly packed light, with a cloak, bag of goods, and his trusty sword. He had told the elders that he would be traveling south, to take a boat to Pataliputra. But in truth he had a quicker route, as he knew where a few portal doors were. Dumas had hidden the existence of these ancient magical sites from his fellow Pixies, feeling empowered in the fact that only he knew about them.

So instead Dumas left the Deep Woods through the northern path. After a day’s flight, Dumas reached the foothills of the Great Northern Range. The air was crisp and full of snowflakes as Dumas looked for a specific cave. It had been a few years since he had been this way and frankly most of the caves looked the same. But after a few hours of searching, Dumas did detect powerful magic. He tracked this magic to a small cave a little bit off the path. To most people it would appear empty, but Dumas could see the glowing golden door that shimmered within.

Without hesitation, Dumas walked through the portal. After a dizzying sensation of being pulled out of reality and then placed back into it, Dumas stepped out of another portal door. He was now in a slightly larger cave, but still one that was cold. As Dumas left the cave he looked up to confirm that he indeed had traveled all the way to the side of the Dragonspine Mountains.

As he Dumas breathed in the cold air he saw that he was still a good deal from the top of the mountain where the meteor had crashed. The small Pixie was glad that he had brought a warm cloak with him as his wings helped him to lift up into the chilled air as he ascended the mountain.

Dumas found it harder to fly than he expected as his small, one foot tall body was jostled around by the fast winds. After quite a bit of this abuse, Dumas decided that he needed to take a rest. So he found a small rocky outcrop, one just the right size to shield his body from the winds.

Dumas spent a few minutes hidden behind cover, slowly trying to warm up, and eating a few rations. But once he was done eating, Dumas looked back to the mountain side where he spotted two groups approaching each other. As one group passed under where Dumas was perched, he could now see that they were Kobolds, nasty little creatures. Dumas was immediately concerned for the other group as he knew how deadly a Kobold ambush could be.

Deciding to warn the others, Dumas lifted off back into the air, only to be immediately pummeled backward by a wicked wind. By the time he recovered and caught up to the two groups, he found the Kobolds retreating, several of their number laying dead in the snow. Dumas decided to study the group who had dealt with Kobolds so easily. They all appeared Human, perhaps adventurers like himself.

But the he recognized one in their number as a Princess of Oberia, the nation Dumas called home. The Pixie then began to wonder what a royal was doing trekking through these mountains. Surely she wouldn’t of been sent to investigate the meteor herself? Didn’t Oberia have knights or mages they could have sent?

But the puzzled Dumas was pushed away by another strong gust of wind. The Pixie was immediately alarmed as he saw what produced the blast of air: a young yellow dragon. While Dumas liked to say that he never ran from a fight, a dragon was on a whole different level. Luckily for Dumas, as the dragon landed it didn’t seem to notice the foot tall Pixie.

Dumas hovered just high enough to remain in ear shot without being seen by the dragon. The young drake then said he’d let them go if they paid a toll. While this was technically extortion, it was more acceptable to Dumas then fighting the mighty lizard. One of the other Humans seemed to agree, offering some potions and tinctures. But Dumas didn’t believe they would of interest to a dragon.

Deciding to get himself involved, Dumas descended to the ground, landing next to Princess Khaltesh Anki. He then transformed into his human sized form, hoping that he wasn’t disturbing anyone, especially in this tense situation.

[color=#A8A5D4]“Great dragon, I will pay the fee if possible,”[/color] Dumas stated, pulling out a coin purse, [color=#A8A5D4]“I have some gold pieces. Dragons hoard gold right?”[/color]

Dumas always had quite a few coins on him at all, mostly in case of potential hedonistic pursuits. But something about this assortment of adventurers, and her royal Princess, made Dumas want to help them. Plus if he survived he could say he stared down a dragon.

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