RP Celebrations In Caspian

[Henry Avery]

Dreadbolt begrudgingly concedes.

Aye. I suppose that would be less messy. But I want a pair of dragon leather boots, Agrat. Even if I have to pay, I want a pair of dragon leather boots.

[Meliva]

Agrat smiles and says in a friendly voice

Very well. Honestly the leather is going to be plentiful. I'll even offer some to the rest of you if any of you want some. No charge even. I'm more interested in it's heart to be honest. That is all mine.

Veera comes back with the governor who is looking absolutely distraught and sad. Veera says somewhat defiant

Now hold on, don't go dividing up loot behind me back. I could use that hear

Agrat cuts her off in slightly annoyed voice

The heart will be mine Imp. Remember your place.

Veera opens her mouth to speak, closes it, takes a breath and nods before speaking in a low voice

Right. Sorry. Heart is yours. May I have the bones at least. Please?

Agrat nods and pats her head saying cheerfully and hands her the knife and bomb

Certainly Imp. I'm going to stay and talk with the governor. Here's the bomb. Cow is outside. Have fun.

Veera quietly goes outside and get's to work. Agrat nods to the others

Anyone else want to request dragon parts. Other then the heart?

[Jack Teach]

Jack shakes his head

I'd just like any books if he's got any.

[Meliva]

Agrat nods as Veera comes back in. She looks to the group and raises a hand

Well let's get going.

She snaps and the group is back outside the cave. They go in and Veera presents the cow, and a large pile of treasure

We agree to your ransom Pyrog, and offer this cow, in hope to appease you.

The hostages are let go and the group heads out. Veera takes the hostages back home as Eloth stands ready to fight. Eloth says to the rest

Alright, the moment we hear it shout in pain, we know it's injured, then we rush in and finish it. Ya'll ready?

[Jack Teach]

Jack draws his heavy cutlass, he pours some clear liquid on the blade. He steps away from the others, moving the sword away from them.

[Henry Avery]

Aye. Let's do this. He drew his blade as well, his empty sockets somehow still conveying his bloodlust.

[Meliva]

Eloth stands to the front and readies a very large hammer. After several minutes of silence, a loud roar is heard, and he rushes, the dragon let's out a small burst of fire from it's mouth, which Eloth runs straight through, and quickly slams his weapon into it's teeth, knocking several of them out, as it bites him in response, and readies it's claws to tear at him. Eloth shouts somewhat happily

I'll tank the damage for a while, scars will make for a good story!

[Henry Avery]

He rushed in, hacking away at the crimson beast, cackling madly. His blade parted the scales like butter, slicing deep into it's meaty guts.

[Meliva]

Pyrog, in a bit of a panic quickly steps back after throwing Eloth to the side, and quickly spins around and knocks everyone back with her tail, before roaring

Servants, they have betrayed our deals! Send a war party to raze the port, and another group to help kill the assassins! They have poisoned me to weaken me like cowards!

Eloth get's up and starts rushing to the cave entrance and shouts as Pyrog backs into a corner and readies herself

I'll try to stop her minions from getting in here, and handle them, you lot try to take out the dragon. I think she's on her last legs. Doubt she'd ask for help unless she was getting scared. Just watch out for that fire breath, I learned the hard way it can melt steel.

[Henry Avery]

Dreadbolt roars in fury and bloodlust, blue fire jetting from his mouth. Holding his right arm before him, which had a shield of some strange black metal he had swiped from the treasure heap, he charged the beast, swinging madly.