After clearing out the rest of the Lodge we freed some prisoners from the basement and warned us about the danger of the dragon cultist camp. We took a rest and divided up the loot. Goodnight cut the arm off of the leader that we defeated and then proceed to cut her own mangled arm off. She specifically told everyone that she does not need help. She then passed out from the pain and blood loss. I used the last of the magic I had to bring her back and Goodnight finished attaching the new arm to her body.
The next day we traveled out down the mountain side towards the cultist camp. Then Zachary stopped. He was just staring up off into the sky making a face like William Defoe. We all turned to see what it was and off in the sky heading towards us was a menacing red dragon. Its daunting presence did not affect the majority of us but it did scare Edo, and the dog peed himself. We all spread out and the dragon came in breathing fire. Fearnix went down and Goodnight did whatever she could to protect her child. Windward had all his main focus on the dragon with Me, Zachary, and Chill supplying range support. Edo was running away and I had to try to break her out of the fear she was in. During the fight Windward got swollen up by the dragon. Then the dragon flew up and then swoop down at me and Zachery breathing its reign of fire upon us. Both mine and Zachery’s left arm was severely burned. Then the dragons claw came down and swiped me nocking me down. As I was losing consciousness I saw a small black dragon making the final strike against the red dragon.
The next thing I knew was Zackary standing above me waking me up. With the dead dragon before us we could get Windward out for the dragons stomach. He was dead, is body was mangled with acid burns all over. We were able to kill a dragon. But at what cost?