| Detailed description |
Although raving mad, the hermit has come out of his isolation since he has
not spoken with anyone for ages. The shaggy hermit draws you over and begins
to tell a strange tale, 'Some 600 years ago, when I was but a lad, a great
dragon ruled the land. His name was Ancalador. Many heroes came to do battle
with him, but all failed and died, horribly, I imagine. But one wizard
challenged the Drake to a magic duel. He too died, like the others, but with
his last breath, the wizard turned the mighty Ancalador to stone! Many
believed the dragon's evil reign ended, but after the dancing and drinking were
over, and life returned to its quiet pace, the people began to notice that the
Dragon's presence could still be felt. Ancalador did, in fact, continue to
rule from his petrified prison through the manipulation of the minds of men.
Indeed, he has done so to this day. Many believe he is plotting the day he can
return in the flesh, so to speak... ' With that the Hermit begins to cackle
madly, |