We forged an agreement with Gibley. We were happy to allow him to follow his orders unfettered. But he would not be allowed to report back to his commander until after we have resolved the problem of the dragon and the dragon egg. So he became an unofficial member of our party.
(Besides we all felt he was safer with us. Rumble thought for sure he would otherwise have been caught in another trap, even the rather poor ones set by Artoxon’s dwarves).
Dunfallon kept the goblin close, and enjoyed his time with him.
We were drawing close to the dwarf capital, when each one of us froze in place. Gibley had no idea what had happened. But the rest of us knew we were experiencing exactly what Gnoston and his people had when the dragon was creeping nearby their village.
It was very disquieting.
And more so when I considered that this might be a second dragon. For we thought for sure the one we were pursuing was much deeper below us. And may in fact be already in the vaults under Artoxon’s apartments.