Snippet #1192318

In the hour that Jetharius had spent inspecting the magical wall and eating, the wind had picked up. The powerful gales rolled off the mountain in powerful gusts, buffeting the dragon's flight. The sun hung directly overhead casting an enlarged silhouette of the dragon on the ground below. Jetharius fought against the powerful winds with his large wings, making little headway. The rolling nature of the wind made it even more difficult to overcome, tearing at the dragon's aerial balance.

After a half an hour of arduous flight, Jetharius escaped the maddening tempests and met the direct headwind responsible for the oscillations. Angling his body downward and using the headwind to provide lift, Jetharius hovered in the mountain air. Catching his breath while hovering, he took a moment to collect his stamina. He searched idly for a several long minutes before catching the humanoid silhouette of what Jetharius guessed to be Kalkahnor climbing over a large rocky incline. Failing to see the other two cohorts with the mage, Jeth angled toward the figure and made fast progress.

Landing in the more rocky than grassy incline with a loud thud of claws on rock. Kalkahnor watched the dragon land and approached him.
"I lost sight of you for near an hour. Did you find something Jetharius?" the mage asked.
"Indeed, where is the 'xerwescthko' and druid?" Jetharius responded. (xerwescthko literally translating as problem-maker in draconic)
"Off playing games..." Kalkahnor answered, "not far." Jetharius sighed and reached into his leather belt-pack. He pulled out his adamantium chisel and searched for a flat stone to scribe on. The hybrid found one and scratched out the runes he had memorized earlier. The drawn runes mimiced the orientation found on the carved rock face. He presented the work to Kalkahnor and explained what he found and how he found it.
"The valley is almost impossible to access from the ground, it is surrounded by moist sandstone and unscalable rock faces. Flight or magic are the only means I can surmise gaining access. Can you translate what i have memorized?" Jetharius said while Kalkahnor studied the slate.
"Only through 'light' and through 'dark' will 'access' become clear. The literal translation of light meaning our metallic dragons, and dark being the chromatic dragons. Access is accented, so that can mean either doorway or window." Kalkahnor answered.
"Cryptic" Jetharius answered. "So two boundaries to overcome, gaining access to the wall and deciphering this riddle. What is your plan Kalkahnor Svellius?" Jetharius finished folding his wings tightly and lying back into grassy scree near the mage, waiting for an answer.