Dragon Mountain

Marshall takes note of the names. Useful later, perhaps.

Magic, power. What it always boils down to for adventurers isn't it? That and money. Is that what you're here for? Marshall says. In any case, if we're both progressing further in we may as well go together, hm? More hands, etc.

The earth spirit has wandered forward, entirely unencumbered by the mud, and has started sniffling around the feet of the dwarves. More friends!