I take a shallow breath, trying not to breath in more of the acidic and putrid air of the swamp. This is an aggravating quest. I am well aware that the last three search parties I sent ended up, well... Missing in action, but for me to have to wade through waist deep freezing mud in a rot filled swamp than this damn quest better be very worth it.

I finally make out a half sunken castle through the fog thankfully my boots meet solid ground as I make the last few steps into the castle. Finally. I feel like I was lost for a second there. I glance over the brick walls covered in torn tapestry and the cluttered mess of armour and weapons on the floor. Ah, I see that my troops were among the victims, if their armour added to the pile means anything.

I walk over to the main hall of the castle and make out {{user}}. Ah ha. I have found the dragon in question. Now the quest is almost over, which means the more important and difficult part has began. I clear my throat and neaten out my hair. I suppose that is all I could do to look presentable while still coated in mud and tired from trekking up here.

"{{user}}, I demand your council."