The Dragon's Reborn IC

[Littlenaughty]

Skyro and Kreia listened to the speech, Kreia completely agreed with him, they were wondering around aimlessly and that wasn't good at all, he even came up with a pretty decent plan. She looked around thinking of leaders, she mentally crossed out Skyro immediately although, Skyro was thinking of ways to earn the title of leader, if he was leader, things would be very different. He needed to become leader as it would be much more entertaining. He smiled a little and then began looking around the round.

Drayko listened to the speech and nodded to himself, he also agreed with him, and he knew that there were still others missing, like that bone dragon. He stood up and walked over as Syn gestured to him. He sat down next to them with a small smile.

"Hello, you called me over, so would you like to talk about something?"

He then looked in the direction where the bone dragon went, he wondered if he was going to head back anytime soon. He then looked back at Syn and the others, waiting for whatever they wanted him for.

Npcs and Important Events.

The Troll Leader had sensed the deaths of the two trolls, he clenched his fist and shook his head, he guessed that the stupidity of the two let them down, he then stood up and slowly walked a little ahead.

"Fine, if those stupid being cannot do a job right, then I'll do it myself. It will just mean I will have to release the monsters from east and west. Then those annoying brats won't dare to get in my way. They may be children, but since they are dragons, I suppose they have some brains."

He smiled a little and began to walk towards the egg room, if they were still there, he would easily dispose of them all, it was all a matter of time, he just hoped they sensed his incredible power, and foolishly all waited for him, but first, he had to release those monsters from east and west before he could go kill those little brats, he walked towards another hallway from his throne room, moving quickly so he could deal with this problem fast.

[Aisling]

Draken Terra was enthralled with the way that Syn could fly. He flew up and both heads smiled at Syn.
"That is so neat Syn. But my inner feelings say that we need to get out of here. I can't figure out which way to go. Del'norak is so loud and falls apart which bothers me. The bad smell bothers me. All of the bones and the other dragons' feelings are confusing me. I just don't understand why we are being chased and killed. DO you understand what is going on? Can any of the other hatchlings fly?"

Terra was silent and just watched was going on below which was not much at the moment.

[The Mourning]

Del'norak breathed in, not for a gulp of rot-enhanced air, but for the cold feeling of absorbing a new soul. Inside, the newcomer was being torn and shredded apart, only to get reformed for the process to repeat again. It wasn't quite hell, but it would be enough to sustain Del'noraks desires for the damned thing. As he breathed in though, he felt a stronger form of life move around. The Troll leader, most likely deciding to take care of things himself. "Trolls. I'm surprised my ancestors died to these beings. Before I enact my vengeance upon them, I should remember not to underestimate them."

His body forming back together, the undead looked at it's side with annoyance. It's front leg was crushed under one of the Troll's mass, and a few of his ribs were snapped into halves. Of course, the worst 'wound' was the loss of his spinal cord, perhaps one of his 'first' bones. "Hmm, perhaps I should absorb more than a soul from these things...?" Del'norak turned his gaze unto his fallen foes, disgust fighting against anger in his mind. "On one side, I would be mixing myself with the bones of another species. That by itself would make me not consider this, however...using the bones of fallen Troll's to kill their kind has a certain ring to it..." Walking closer to one dead Troll, which had it's former weapon tightly gripped in it's hand, Del'norak placed a claw upon the cadavers arm. Pushing it's claw into the flesh, Del'norak frowned at how resistant the muscle was to his efforts of removal. "If only I had some means of making it become bones faster..."

Turning, Del'norak began walking deeper into the tunnel again, this time pondering his actions as he walked. "Hmph, if only I tried this sooner. I could've prevented at least a few deaths. Of course, perhaps I'm causing more trouble for the hatchlings because of this? Bah, death will come to them anyways, I've got my own goals to accomplish." Stamping the ground with his sharp tail, Del'norak hissed in slight anger. "I wonder what the leader looks like? Perhaps he's actually some form of demonic being? That could explain how these Troll's could kill off my kind." To be honest, Del'norak kept rambling on like this on his walk.

[Littlenaughty]

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