[i]Fenrir stares at the claw marks, his hand raised so as to block the mid day sun, and breathes deeply. It had taken a few days to get the group to this place, and now that Fenrir was here he felt... Weirdly confident. Like he knew that what he was doing was correct... That he wasn't betraying all his people had ever known for a fools errand. He smiles softly, before addressing the group[/i]

[b]Hail, all present. We have arrived, that I am sure. We know not what we will find here. However, treat weaponry as a last resort. We mean to talk, and help. We must be careful. Whatever is here will have the upper hand.[/b]

[i]He spoke softly and clearly, hoping all heard him, and slightly hoping whatever resides in the cave, be it a dragon or otherwise, was alerted of the groups presence and if smart enough understood what he said. He watches each member of the group for a short while, before turning back to the cave and pointing at the rune I was able to decipher[/i]

[b]This... Rune? Symbol? It reads home.. or at least... That's what I understand. Which means that whatever is here has an understanding of language. So it will be either cunning or smart. We should be ready, yes?[/b]