Silently seething at Orestes intercession, Vogir skulks from Black-cloak corpse to Black-cloak corpse, looting as he goes.
Although killing these servants of the dragon was pleasurable, the actual dragon got away.
Orestes swears it was the ‘girl’ they were sent to rescue and therefore, somehow NOT a monster…
Vogir suspects he’s correct.
Vogir suspected he was correct before the orc even suspected it himself.
Vogir just didn’t care.
Actually that’s not true.
Vogir was actually hoping the dragon was the spoilt little ‘princess’.
Avoiding the orc’s glare, Vogir finds a small chest of gold and an interesting looking helmet.
Vogir gets a Helm of Opportunity +2