Eledryll - Wyrm Way

The snow-covered path slithers into the frozen gorge. The winds howl and whistle as they rush through the flags. At the very end of the narrow pass, the ground gives way to an impressive chasm. There, the cave leads to the darkened bowels of the mountains. Many speculated about the riches this pit could hold. Some spoke of a great white wyrm and its den, others of endless tunnels reaching into other dimensons. For years the dwarves tried to pierce the tunnels' secrets. In vain. Now the miners' songs stopped echoing through the valley for they have all vanished. The rickety scaffolding was left to rot in the snow and rain, abandoned and forgotten. As you stand near the precipice you wonder : what lays beneath the surface?