Back up you go.
[X] "Wait here for me, okay?" Stuff him in the storage room.
[X] Make your way to where you think the nest is.
You reinforce your arm and punch the baron across his face. You're not really an expert on making people unconscious, but you figure blunt trauma should do the trick. Judging by his pained groans, however, it didn't work. It was definitely fun though. You might be a little bit of a sadist. "Hmm.." you ponder out loud.
"Oh, well." you say dismissively, shrugging. You drag him unceremoniously to the storage room, ignoring his feeble protests. He's pretty beat up. You don't think he'll be going anywhere soon, even if you didn't manage to knock him out. You dump out a barrel full of apples and shove the baron inside. "Wait here for me." you say with an angelic smile. He glowers at you in reply, and you stick your tongue out at him.
You dust yourself off as you exit the room. You're still exhausted from the battle, but you can push yourself to keep going. This isn't going to resolve itself, after all. You fill yourself with thoughts of a nice relaxing bath once you're done here. If nothing else, it distracts you from the fact that you're about to walk into a Rhyme Dragon's nest all by yourself.
You psyche yourself up for the trip. This is the final leg of your mission here, you can feel it. You're putting all your hopes on the dragon not being as vicious as the attacks might indicate. If you're lucky, it'll even be grateful that you returned its egg, but you know better than to plan for a best case scenario.
With the egg wrapped up in the blanket, you exit the mansion. You need speed, so you conjure up another tiger and hop on its back. The moonlight is your only illumination during this late hour, but it's enough. The wind whips against your face and fans your long hair out in the breeze. A smile forms on your lips as the tiger bounds across the open fields. This is truly the only way to travel.
Your destination is in the mountains. You assume the dragon lives in a cave somewhere, but you can't be sure. Its lair can't be that easy to find if it wants to remain hidden. As you get closer, the land starts tilting upward, and your speed slows on the ascent. You keep your eyes peeled for where the dragon might live and order your tiger to slow down a little bit, now that you're in the general area indicated by your map.
Your searching yields nothing. At least an hour has passed, and all you can see are craggy peaks. Just one pair of eyes isn't enough, you decide. You let your tiger dissolve into nothingness and conjure up three pigeons to scout for you, with orders to report back if they find a cave.
For your part, you abandon a cursory search and look more closely at everything. You run your hands over the rock wall while trying to spot any difference in scent. Any kind of clue at all would be helpful right now. You walk around the mountainous terrain for a while in an attempt to suss out the Rhyme Dragon's lair.
You're starting to get impatient. The area the lair could be in is way larger than the map would have you believe. You're saved from kicking a wall in frustration by the return of one of your pigeons tweeting excitedly. You look at it with interest. "Found something?" you ask rhetorically, letting the construct lead the way.
You have to go upward to follow after it, and it's starting to take a toll on you. You're physically drained right now. You can summon up a second wind if there's a crisis, but that's it.
The pigeon leads you to a place overlooking a valley between two of the highest mountains. The view is great, but you can't figure out where to go from here. You look imploringly at your guide. It does the pigeon equivalent of a shrug. You sigh, and let all your constructs dissolve. Did it just want to cheer you up or something?
You sit down cross-legged and place the egg in your lap. It's a very picturesque scene looking down from your high vantage point, with a pleasant smell of mountain spring water. You furrow your brow. Water? You haven't seen anything like that. Not to mention, you can't even feel a breeze up here. Maybe the pigeon was onto something after all. You decide to follow your nose.
That doesn't work either. If you retrace your steps backward from where the pigeon led you, the smell becomes weak, and it's at its strongest when you're overlooking the valley. What are you missing? How would a Rhyme Dragon hide its lair? There must be magic involved here somewhere.
You don't think the scent is leading you wrong. You close your eyes to block out any visual input from leading you astray. From the overlook, you lean over the cliff face. Yes, the smell is strong here. If you just move a little bit further, you can get a better idea.
You lean forward too far and tip forward over the ledge. You open your eyes in a panic. You're going to fall to your death..! But it doesn't happen. You place a foot cautiously in front of you, and it lands on solid air. Vertigo assaults your senses as you stare down into what is surely a lethal drop.
Don't think about it.. you tell yourself. It's impossible not to, but you at least manage to continue taking steps forward. You clench your eyes shut. An illusion.. it's all an illusion. You manage to start approaching something like a normal stride after you step a few paces. Finally, you feel comfortable enough to open your eyes, and you gasp.
You're inside an enormous cavern. There's a beautiful crystal blue lake in the center, with connected rivers leading off into other sections of the cave. There are a great deal of tunnels leading every which way as well. Looking back where you came from, you can see the mountainous terrain staring back at you. There's no trace of the valley or the cliff drop. It's like a weird one-way mirror.
You can feel movement from inside the egg. Does it know its mother is near? You look around nervously. Now would be a good time to decide what to do.
[ ] Place the egg on the floor and get out of here.
[ ] Step inside cautiously, hand the egg over when you spot the dragon.
[ ] Yell, try to catch the dragon's attention, then hand over the egg.
[ ] Something else. (Write-in.)
1-25: There's nothing here?
26-50: Hmm.. a clue?
51-75: A clue.. and another clue?
76-100: Found you, Mr. Entrance.
