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Allvar keeps his hand on the hilt of his sword as he walks. The farther they go, the brighter and hotter it gets because of the torches. Now there are alcoves with small fire holders with coal burning in them, making it even hotter. The walls have wavy flamelike decorations in them.
"You know, i'm beginning to think that whatever lurks in here really likes fire. Got any spells for a foe like that?"
*I had a sudden going again, so i couldnt write.*

"Well let me think, I gues I do have a frost spell or two but I'm more of a fire mage so I can absorb the damage or I could deflect it." Later they see a flying bloody cropse being thrown and hear a roar of well what else a dragon a red dragon.

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Allvar looks at the corpse that had just hit the wall. Parts of it seem to have been bitten off and it's badly burnt. Allvar and Alaric step back behind a corner, just in case.
"This looks bad. Are we ready for something like this?"

"Well my friend seems as if we have to be, so man up and while I act like a coward and use you as a shield as I cast you take the damage ok."

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The dragon is roaring behind the corner. Waves of hot air blow from it's lair. Allvar nods at Alaric. "Allright. Do your magic, i'll keep him busy."
With this, he turns around and starts walking.
The room he enters is massive, and so is the dragon inside it. It could swallow a grown man whole. It's red scales shine in the glow of lava that surrounds it, it's claws make deep cuts into the stone floor and it's fiery eyes focus on Allvar with a hungry yet intelligent look in them.
Allvar, as a wise man, starts mocking the dragon:
"Oi! You think you're a dragon? I tell you, the ones we had when i was young... You'd be a little snack for those!"
He draws his sword, while moving deeper into the room, away from the doorway. "Look at this, you frog. Guess where i'm gonna stick it?"
The dragon gives out a mighty roar and turns it's whole attention to this new, amusing meal.
"Oh boy, here we go... Make it quick, Alaric..."

Alaric charged his ice bolt the entire time Allvar destacted the dragon, but still not enough to take it down in one blast,"Allvar we need more time this dragon is just to powerful to be taken out this quikly!" The Ice bolt gets bigger and brighter. "Almost" As Allvar fights the dragon the bolt groes bigger and bigger. "Now Allvar! Dodge it!" The dragon claws into the ground where Allvar stood, his claw now stuck in the ground and the ice bolt ready a huge flash and a loud roar echo through the room leaving our heros deafended for a little as well blinded for a short amount of time.

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Blinking his eyes, Allvar slowly gains back his eyesight. The dragon's head lies in front of him, quiet and badly damaged. It's face is covered in frost and the other half of it seems to have been smashed like glass when hitting the ground. Frozen drops of dragon blood slowly melt on the hot stone floor.
"I guess that took care of him!", Allvar says and turns to Alaric. "Don't dragons usually have lots of treasure?"

"Yes Allvar they do, so I guess we should look for some." *Oh and sorry I was gone for a week and couldn't post*

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