They trekked off that very next day and spent a long six hours hiking through the forest. Douvan led the way and Hadrian was physically capable of following his mentor anywhere he should lead. As the sun started its decent back to the horizon, the two came upon a pair of kobolds with pikes standing outside a peculiar gate. From what Douvan had been told by the lumberjacks, this was the lair of the blue wyrmling Kepsk’edar.
The two descended upon the kobold pikers with stealth and grace. Hadrian took one of the longspears as his own, adding to his arsenal. They quickly dispatched the guards and made their way into the first chamber of this dungeon. More kobolds assailed them and, as they fought, more yet came through the door. They were led by a kobold in armor holding a large steel shield emblazoned with a rampant blue dragon. Hadrian engaged it head on with his great axe after passing his spear to Douvan, who fought from behind Hadrian’ sweeping blade. This technique did them well in the narrow corridor and they continued into the heart of the dungeon.
The blue wyrmling sat on a throne surrounded by a pit, filled with old and fresh dead alike. The wyrmling, it seemed, also preyed on the King’s Road for travelers. It yelled to its kobold minions to continue their work. Their mining picks rang against stone as Hadrian and Douvan’s steel met tooth and claw. They fought through the thick sandy breath shot into their eyes and finally defeated the dragon. They then inspected the work of the now-dead kobolds and saw that they were trying to break open a massive stone gate. Douvan suggested they leave it be. Hadrian gathered up the dragon’s hoard and the two made their way out of the dungeon.
It was here that Hadrian met the surprise for the day. Douvan told his student to return to his hometown of Fallcrest, deliver the head of the slain Kepsk’edar, and then stay there for a time. He wished for Hadrian to master his own destiny and felt odd jobs in the city may serve him well. Hadrian obliged after being gifted his master’s longbow and a quiver of arrows.
After three months of working as a porter in the city of Fallcrest and making efforts to remain out of the notice of his father, Hadrian received a letter from his mentor’s wife. It detailed how the old weapon master had gotten together with old adventuring friends shortly after Hadrian was sent away and how he wished to find an old dragon tomb lost near the town of Winterhaven. No word of his whereabouts had been received since he had left. This is how it came to be that Hadrian sought out his mentor’s fate…