"My counsel is this: if the tales of this fabled beast are true and the portals have appeared as prophesied, send your best freelance adventurers to her realm in the ancient past, steal her egg and bring it to me. She will follow the egg through the portal and establish her deadly brood wherever it hatches. We will take it to the borderlands of the north, where it will infest that wild country and serve as a deadly defence against our northern enemies. The forest of Calen Taur will then be rid of its spider plague, gone to serve us better elsewhere.
"But who would take on such a quest, especially on nothing more than ale-fueled myths about elemental crystals? Were she alone in that time it would be foolhardy enough, but she is not. There too dwell the hellish Root Lord Guardians -- monsters whose prowess and savagery surpass any horror of our age."
-- Planter Tom, High Protector of Dragon Reach
"The Lost Dungeons? That dread place! Folly!" says Guvnor Mary. "Any 'venturer who walks in here with their head still on their shoulders and puts those five crystals on my bartop will have a fireside table and an evening's food and drink on the house!"
Then says she, "But if your mind's made up, you'll need to settle your account. Unpaid debts only walk out of here if I know they're coming back."
-- Tales from the Wasted Wizard