Is there a Cleric in the house?

Astra squeezes between the dragon's flank and the rock wall as quickly as she can to get back to the front. "Grace of Hesperus, Fred! Are all Allarian knights so careless and reckless?"

Fred feels a rush of embarrassment and indignation at being criticized by a mere human, however right Astra might be. "I got us past the cave-in, didn't I?"

"We could have just called to him first to see if he could make it back through the hole before blasting through! Where is he?" Astra asks as she pulls herself past Fred's shoulder and into the dim light.

"Right there," Fred points.

Astra gently scoops the small dog up in her arms, putting her ear to his chest to listen for breathing. After a few tense moments she gives a sigh of relief.

"He's breathing. Doesn't seem to be bleeding. Probably took a blow to the head."

"Will he be okay?"

"I hope so. Well, part one accomplished I suppose. I suggest we return to the large cavern to make camp and plan our next move."

"What about food? Shelter?" Fred asks.

"Do you have a better idea?"

"I think we should keep moving forward. Besides, I don't think I can turn around until we get to someplace wider."

"Can you move backwards? We know the cavern where we met is relatively safe. If we keep charging recklessly forward who knows what we'll face?"

1. Astra eventually convinces Fred they should go back
2. Fred eventually convinces Astra they should press forward
3. Velus stirs in Astra's arms and has important information to share

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