Описание
It has been many years since anyone here in the Plane of Fire has faced a real dragon. The devils did us all a favor by imprisoning them underneath Mount Pyre. They didn't do it for us, but to make sure none of them would have to kneel before an aggressive, foul tempered wyrm.
So when the Dragon Slayers heard the end was near, they left to the Hatching Grounds to kill as many drakes as possible. It's not the same as facing off against one of Maelforge's brood, or one of the Red Flight. But if you must go, might as well go doing what you love. But since we are not guaranteed to die we could really use their help.
Исход
So it seems the Dragon Slayers may get their wish after all! The goblins have been sitting on a nasty red dragon.
Do you think they were actually sitting on it to keep it warm? Because that would look ridiculous. I know I should be dampening the ground with kobold made water after that encounter with that dragon of legend. But just that image of the Goblin Leader sitting on the egg makes me chuckle. You need to focus on the happy parts of any Apocalypse that you face.