Realizing it was about to be sunrise, I scaled the walls of Jorasco, to watch. To my amazement, no less than four ships, of varying size and color, passed over in the short time I sat there.
Then, to my horror, one or possibly two *Dragons* flew low over the enclave walls!
I ducked into the Drowning Sorrows tavern, for cover. And after downing an entire bottle of strong drink, I dozed off.
My slumber was not to be rest.ful though. I have been wakened, ever since, by vivid images of the tavern being straifed with fire-breath, and all within running hither and thither, with their clothing ablaze!
*wiping beads of perspiration from her brow*
In case we must face this dragon, I will endeavor to make myself ready. Doubly so if we are to face it ourselves, instead of by proxy.