Departing from Raborox on the trail of Cindermaw, legendary bulette of the Glasgwair, The Nameless Company makes for Mound Anwen, the beast’s supposed lair. Their guide, Tawel, is fearful of approaching the Mound, possessing, as he and most elvenkind do, a preternatural fear of fire. According to their gazelle, rumors report a massive wildfire encircling the Mound in question.
After four days of traveling, the adventurers indeed confirm this rumor and indeed discover, much their surprise, Mound Anwen is an erupting volcano, with a massive ring of brushfire spreading out in all directions. As the party splits into two factions, Chogaruk elects and succeeds in his attempt to leap, daringly, over a gushing river of lava. The remainder of his companions elect instead one of the many bulette tunnels that lead toward the center of the volcano. They’re dismayed to discover, as they navigate these cramped tunnels, a gushing front of lava moving swiftly down the tunnel to meet them.
With all speed, the four adventurers hasten down the tunnel, attempting to reach the opposite end as fast as they can. With a few close calls, they manage to reach a safe alcove – only Thistle comes up short on her leap and plummets into a larger chamber below. In short order, the remainder of their companions, Chogaruk included, join Thistle in the massive chamber and discover it, of course, to be the lair of Cindermaw.
The beast surges forward to defend its lair and promptly swallows Thistle. Inside the bulette’s massive gullet, the warlock spies the golden egg, jostling about within the creature’s stomach. Once she’s vomited back out, battle is truly joined. Cindermaw proving an elusive and mobile foe, it’s Vaca who spots the frosty enchanted scimitar – Illdhrew – sprouting from its shell. Chogaruk, mounting the massive creature, wrested it from its control and tossed it to Vaca.
Zencaré, when swallowed, managed to wrest the egg from the bulette’s belly when it spewed him out. It’s Grandmother Crow’s attack that finally slays the beast, cooling its shell such to forever trap its corpse within a coating of cooled, solid rock. With the egg rescued, the adventurers rested within the bowl of the volcano and debated their remaining options.
While Zencaré was loathe to trust Tojezen and wished to discuss other options, the strength of numbers voted against him and a decision was made to summon the blue dragon from her post in Xanthara. Meanwhile, the egg writhes inside its cracked shell.