Rolled 32 (1d100)
>>5517724Your hand slides down from your chin, cupped in thought, to your throat and chest. It is true that most of the scales and scutes of a Dragon King would ALSO be huge in size, but not ALL of them. The throat and underbelly of Reptilians are usually more finely-armoured. It’s why you still wear a chestplate, after all! So one of these ‘heartscales’ must be what she is holding.
Yes! It makes perfect sense0it would be ideal material for Hapo the Necromancer to use as conduit to find more remains of the body, and to enable him to recombine himself with the ancient King of Bloodrise in a most heretical and abominable fashion!
You know the ‘what’ and ‘why’ of it, now, you feel, but what of the ‘who’ and ‘where’? Who WAS this female? You must know, to find her! It is as you wrack your brain for this that you again remember another female in your life—the Lady of the Rookery! What was it she said, when you (perhaps unwisely) propositioned her?
>“Dragon Kings and Serpent Priests… All of them came to me seeking my blessing of protection. My price was their seed, to raise up champion children… Vandria, An-Ur, Gorgon, Scylla… Servants and founders of new races. I deemed them suitable for such a trade by right of their accomplishments.”Yes… That must be it! This female must be one of these children thus named—Scylla, or Gorgon or another! Such valued, divine offspring would be treasured even by a cold-hearted and logical Reptilian, for her abilities, her providence or simply to appease her Divine Mother.
“What we are seeking,” you state with confidence, “is a royal tomb—a place fit for a Princess of Bloodrise!”
And so the slaves and their masters abandon some entry-ways, sill half-full but by their design not appropriate, to focus on other avenues. The other rooms-treasure vaults, libraries, ritual-halls, other tombs, WHATEVER they are—can wait. You seek a demigoddess, Daughter of the Dragon!
Default DC 50; lowered by 15 for your guesses. DC 35. 