The mountains

Riding along the duo followed valley after valley looking for the deepest cracks in the cliffs without any luck till they finally stop on the edge of a deep ravine.

“This is bullshit man, what is this temple or the mountain roots even supposed to look like damn it?” Darick says clearly getting annoyed as he sees a storm brewing in the sky. “this one looks pretty nasty we should at least hold up somewhere till it blows over.”

“ah what are you scared for mister indestructible, a little thunder going to make you shake in your boots?” Tral goads him on right before lighting strikes a nearby cliff sending rocks tumbling into the valley. “on second thought maybe your right, it would suck to get buried under all that rubble..”

Just then a series of cries can be heard echoing each other as they approach. Over the edge off the mountain top a long scaly head protrudes looking right at them. “shit we have company. WYVERN!”