They stepped out of the portal into the dwarven city of Keldagrim. They were in a small house, and a dwarf sat before them.
"This is Commander Veldaban," Zharoun explained. "He has offered me his home for my ritual."
Kaisen looked at the ground and noticed a red circle drawn, surrouded by ancient symbols. A battered book was lying in the center.
"This is it," Kaisen murmured. "The dragon egg is about to be healed."
"Is it a surprise?"
"No, it's just that in the time since I left Port Phasmatys, this moment has seemed so far away. It's kind of wierd to see it happen."
"Well, here it is. Please stand back."
Kaisen gave Zharoun the dragon egg, talisman, and elf crystal, and he, Saren, Veldaban, and Kalda backed away to the opposite wall.
Zharoun placed the egg in the center of the circle. Then, he began to read from the book, casting a powerful incantation. Kaisen shivered with every syllable he spoke, and the torches around the room flickered uncontrollably.
A cold wind began to blow inside the house. The tempest settled around the egg, and then the ground around the dragon egg froze.
Fire leapt from the talisman in Zharoun's hand, through the elf crystal. The crystal glowed and released a burst of fire to the egg.
The silver dragon egg was engulfed in flames, and the embers burned through the ice. There was a bright burst of light, and it was over, with only the egg of the silver dragon alone in the center of the room.
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