21-28 Ambyrmont - Recovery

 Broneslav awoke the next morning feeling tired. He had slept badly because of his wounds. It would take a little while, even with the shaman's help, to fully recover, so he decided to stay at Mantru until then. It felt good to be able to leave off his armour and just potter around. Without headhunters to attack it, the village was peaceful, and the villagers were grateful to him for his help. He spent a week swimming, fishing and generally doing light work around Mantru until his wounds had fully healed. Rest and the shaman's spells had done their job.

In addition to healing, Broneslav had been listening to the tales told by the people of Mantru. The did not travel far from their crater home, but they were aware of events across the island through infrequent contact with the other dwellers there. Most of these tales were of dangers from giant lizards to the north-west and a dragon to the north-east.

Here's a green dragon I prepared earlier!

"The dragon flies over occasionally, but it has not attacked our village," Fano, the talking chief, informed Broneslav one day, "We are surely tiny morsels, not even snacks for this beast, compared to the huge lizards that live to the north-west of here."

This talk of a dragon piqued Broneslav's interest. He was keen to slay a red dragon and this might be his chance, if he were lucky. He also wondered about the lizards to the north-east. Were they also dragons? Or were they something else entirely? He had never heard of giant lizards that were not dragons. Well, if he survived the dragon, he would find out.