Log of Isabis Estolin: Assimet 13, 228 (continued)
Well, Vari was right that we needed to hurry, and he did slow down enough for the rest of us to catch up to him in the lair. It turns out a nearby drake’s lair had a 1 year old kidnapped in a raid. The mother was too big to fit into the tunnels the goblins used, but we weren’t. Grok turns out to be a decent tracker, and we followed them to their lair where we found them preparing to devour not only the little one we knew about but two more.
One didn’t make it. I was so angry I’m amazed I could shoot straight, but we had to get the survivors out, so we settled for building a flaming barrier against the door and running away, instead of rampaging through the whole nest (and that ogre can rampage!) though I feel someone should go back and clear them out. Cronists, every one of them, these drake-eaters. There are so many good reasons for getting rid of them…sneaky rats probably have a back exit, so I doubt we did as much to put a damper on their activities as I’d like to hope.
Anyway, the mother who sent us down here will be happy, her Ixenalti is safe (well, pretty traumatized psychologically, but physically uninjured). The other survivor has a real jaw-breaker of a name, Trekizinivehafora. She tells me she goes by Trekis for short; she talks to deal with nerves I think. She told me about how her name supposedly means “Made to breathe fire” and I didn’t correct her (it means “by breath created” actually, which is – interesting), and then I heard a blow by blow of her kidnapping and how unfair it was that she couldn’t breathe bright fire yet. Hopefully she’ll calm down around Ixenalti’s mother and tell us more useful things – like where she lives!