Arriving at a pair of doors, ArrowWing turns to you....
Remember, whether your intentions are Noble or, otherwise, will not only decide whether or not you learn of our past, but also, whether or not you live to tell... You see, Our past parallels the cradle of Many a civilization..... This includes knowing of their strengths and weaknesses... Information we hold dear, and keep well away from wrongful eyes. I leave you now, to decide your destiny, or fate...
The black feathered dragon turns and slowly walks back towards his workshop, the click of his talons echoing in the dark passageway, until they blend in with the distant murmur of machinery...
Before you are 2 doors... One
is dark, solid wood, fairly dusty, the hinges rusty from age, and cobwebs
connecting the framework to the door. The other door is gleaming
and ornate, with a glass window revealing countless treasures of past civilizations,
and numerous weapons and books, glowing with magical power...
