And that’s when things get really terrifying. There’s a huffing gust of hot air and a deep rumbling sound- and then the dragon’s laughter rolls out around them.

“Faasnu. I did not come to devour all of your feast. Nor anything else.” Is… is that a joke. Is he teasing them. There’s a glint in his eyes. “But your hospitality is bravely offered. I will gladly accept it. Kaan haalvut. I sense a familiar blessing upon you. It would please me greatly to honor the gods with you. Though perhaps from here, yes?”