Kunzite

[dramatispersonae]

Your team finds itself inside a large, empty white room, 20' by 20'. In the very center of the room grows a thin, wooden tree with one wide, faded yellow leaves and three smaller, bright green leaves. After a moment the shadow of a young boy appears from out behind the leaf, peering curiously at you before turning away to face the wall.

"Oh oh, shall we look for the lost magical relics? Or the wonderfully brilliant golden weapons of ancient kings? Oh, but it is so hard to decide... I suppose I shall let you pick."

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[dramatispersonae]

Your group decides to flip the island in hopes of safely shaking out whatever's in that hole.

What was in the hole was a large, sleeping dragon.

He's not very happy and you decide not to stick around, taking off. The fire he breathes at you only singes you a little.

EFFECT: There's the faintest scent of burnt hair, but if you look only the edges look damaged. Some stray bits of your clothes are sporting some interesting marks too.

[hunting]

[!!]