The next morning, a member
of your group tells you
about a strange, very vivid
dream that he has had:

"I dreamt of a great battle
between dragons and the
peoples of every race.  The
dragons had a leader, an
evil aura, using the dragon
fire and a powerful magic in
it's evil cause to sweep all
before it...

All, except a small group
gathered around a
magician...

I'm sorry, but before the
bloody end of the battle, my
dream faded and became
foggy, and I had the vision
of a sword, a sword embedded
in a transparent stone, the
hilt of which depicted in
beautiful detail a dragon's
head.

But, not only did this
vision show me this one
sword, but also a wonderful
bow of exquisite work and a
powerful battle-axe, both of
which also displayed in
beautiful detail on each of
the shafts, the motif of a
dragon's head.

The vision ended with a
face, a terrible laughing
face filling up my sight
that said:
     
"And now, mortal, the time
for vengeance has come, and
the stench from my bowels
will be terrible!"

