Sins of the mother

Lowering his bow, Vogir scowls at Orestes. How dare the meat-shield orc prevent him from firing!

This supposedly helpless damsel they’d been tricked into rescuing had turned out to be a young dragon.

Not just a dragon but the offspring of the tyrant Theranthor herself!

It may be cowering now but if it gets out into the open, they’ll be no stopping it escaping…

This has to end now.