Zero returned to the cells with Rangrim in tow, pointing out the prisoners to the dwarf. With a whoop Rangrim jumped into the first cell, towards the dragon-man, clasping his arms around him. The dragon-man's eyes seemed to light up with pride, and he began to speak, muffled by the muzzle.
‘Give me that key,’ ordered Rangrim of Zero, who a little reluctantly offered it up.
The dwarf then began to unlock the manacles holding the dragon-man, and started to rip off the muzzle.
‘Rhasgar, you're alive!’ Rangrim shouted with glee. ‘And the others,’ he noticed, looking at the unconscious bedevilled creature and the halfling. ‘Are they ok?’
‘I think so, my friend,’ stated the dragon-man in a clear, authoritative voice in perfect Common. ‘We may have been through the Nine Hells and back, but we're all alive.’
His eyes narrowed again.
‘Ulmo?’ he questioned Rangrim. ‘He was taken from here not long ago. Have you seen him?’
Rangrim looked down, and then over to the other halfling slumped in the corner, and then shook his head in sorrow and anger.
‘Can you stand?’ asked Rangrim, backing up and offering his arms to help the dragon-man.
Zero took a couple of involuntary steps backwards, not sure what to make of this odd creature. It talked and acted like a human, like a noble even, but the resemblance to a dragon was uncanny, and somewhat frightening.
‘I think so,’ replied the dragon-man. ‘But I don't think I will be of much use — my leg is broken and I have called on divine aid too many times for the others to help us through the suffering, I am exhausted.’
The dragon-man's eyes narrowed once more. ‘There is something going on below. They're opening something. I think they mean to release a horde upon the Vale. We need to stop them. Are there just the two of you?’
‘No,’ said Rangrim, almost cheerfully. ‘There's another warrior, there's a mage, and, uhm, a Grundokri.’ At the last word his face became stern.
‘I see,’ mused the dragon-man after a pause, stroking his scaled chin and staring at Zero with a piercing gaze. ‘We will see what comes of that later. Give me the key, I will free the others, and I will deliver the news to Bekio. The loss of his brother will play hard on him. You must go forwards and defeat whatever lays below. Those of us that can assist will be with you shortly, I need a few moments to ask Bahamut's guidance and revive our fellows.’
Rangrim nodded in acceptance, passing the key across to the dragon-man and standing up.
‘C'mon, Zero,’ he said pushing the rogue back out towards the dais. ‘Rhasgar knows what he's doing. If he says we go down and defeat what's there, then it's good enough for me.’
‘What's down there?’ asked Zero, almost politely.
‘I dunno,’ grinned Rangrim back, and odd humour crossing him. ‘Isn't that part of the fun?’