With a full belly, there wasn't much else to do for the rest of the night. If the dragon were a humanoid, it would probably spend the night with an occupation or hobby, but as it was, in fact, just a dragon, its primary activity was prowling. It was a good way to stretch out the ol' wings and haunches at least.

And so the dragon flitted about the city almost lazily, gliding from shadow to shadow at a leisurely pace, gold eyes on the lookout for anything shiny or interesting to take back to its modest little nest.

Lucius Cypher said
Before they got too far, Roxy had her doubts. She didn't have any weapons, and Donny only had his magic blade. In hindsight they should have gotten their weapons first, but now the gate was open, and others could come in and take the treasure while they were away. Donny had to improvise. Donny looked around the area. He noticed a small tree not too far away. He got to work hacking off a good sized branch, gathering leaves and twigs, even managed to find some muck to slather it with. He came back with some sort of cudgel. Donny struck the stone with his cudgel, turning it into a torch. A little trick he learned from the goblins before.

"I've never used a sword before." Roxy warned him. She took the sword in her hand easily. It was heavier then she was use to but she thought she could handle the weight. It was similar enough to her knife that she could probably use it if they ran into a ghost. "I understand you not wanting to leave the crypt open. This will work for now."

Donny nodded his head as they delved into the crypt once more. The first room they arrived in was a 20ftx20ft area, with coffins in holes in the wall. Grave robbing usually isn't something he does, but in this instance, it's just going to be something he has to do. "Let's look through some of this coffins. Careful however; the dead might take offense." Donny first played it safe by going through the burial urns, netting himself a few coins and even found himself a healing poultice. Handy if they get hurt, and they likely will. He also found something that could be useful; a magic scroll. He lacked the arcane knowledge to figure out what it is, but from his appraisal check, it was some sort of support scroll. "Find anything Roxy?"

Lucius Cypher said
Donny nodded his head as they delved into the crypt once more. The first room they arrived in was a 20ftx20ft area, with coffins in holes in the wall. Grave robbing usually isn't something he does, but in this instance, it's just going to be something he has to do. Donny first played it safe by going through the burial urns, netting himself a few coins and even found himself a healing poultice. Handy if they get hurt, and they likely will. He also found something that could be useful; a magic scroll. He lacked the arcane knowledge to figure out what it is, but from his appraisal check, it was some sort of support scroll.

Rosy had done a lot of things in her short life but nothing like this. She had never been in a crypt before. She tried to approach the coffins in her side with as much respect as she could. She carefully searched each coffin. She found very little. "A scroll, a couple of knives and a ring."

As the dragon soared by a gate hanging slightly ajar, a sudden tingling sensation in its sinuses made it land nearby and backtrack. Its tongue quickly flicked out to taste the air.

That faint acidic tang could only be one thing: Magic. Curious, but cautious, it snuffed at the earth around the gate to find the source. Usually magic was something the dragon would rather avoid, as enchanted blades were the most efficient weapon against dragon scales, but there didn't seem to be any one nearby.

A slashed padlock was found laying nearby, half rolled under some bushes after being carelessly discarded. The dragon licked it and quickly withdrew its tongue after receiving a faint sting. This thing had been broken with magic for sure. Now the curiosity was even stronger, and even a greedy little glint was starting to twinkle in its gold eyes.

Where there was magic was danger, but where there was both there was also treasure.

Anticipation and fear mixed into a heady, adrenaline fueled cocktail. The dragon paced restlessly at the small entrance, its tail whipping in agitation as its penchant for treasure warred with its sense of self-preservation.

Donny examined the ring. it was enchated, a weak enchantment, but he wasnt sure of its effects. He decided to just let Ro,y hold onto it for now. "This room is cleared than. Let's keep moving" Donny took point as they ueaded to the next room through a large hallway.

Before they entered Donny could smell the strong pungent stench of rotting flesh. "Ew. Smell that? Must be a corpse." Readying his torch Donny opened the door and sure enough, there was at least three shambling undead. Their clothes were ragged and moldy, and their flesh rotted, eaten away by maggots. It was a digusting sight, so Donny perfered to get rid of them quickly. "They haven't noticed us yet. Let's take them surprise and search the place." Donny crouched low to the ground and began to sneak closer to the three zombies.

The dragon decided it wasn't worth it and flew home for the night and was never seen from again. The end.

Lucius Cypher said
Donny examined the ring. it was enchated, a weak enchantment, but he wasnt sure of its effects. He decided to just let Ro,y hold onto it for now. Donny took point as they ueaded to the next room through a large hallway.Before they entered Donny could smell the strong pungent stench of rotting flesh. Readying his torch Donny opened the door and sure enough, there was at least three shambling undead. Their clothes were ragged and moldy, and their flesh rotted, eaten away by maggots. It was a digusting sight, so Donny perfered to get rid of them quickly. Donny crouched low to the ground and began to sneak closer to the three zombies.

Roxy followed him into the next area. She wasn't surprise when she saw three zombies waiting for them in the hallway. She stepped back so that he would have plenty of room to fight them. She had never seen zombies before. She decided that she could have happily lived her whole life without seeing them. She kept an eye out for ghost just to be one the safe side.

Donny watched the carefully zombies carefully. Obvious as they were, he knew better than to dismiss them as unthinking abominations. Sure their intelligence score may be smaller than the amount of wings Donny had (Which is to say, none), but they were alarmingly fast in a fight and can cover a short distance quickly. He'd prefer to have eliminated them from a distance with a range weapon, but he had no choice but to engage them in melee. At least they were blind; they wouldn't notice him walking towards him with his flaming club.

Getting close to one of the targets, Donny held his club in both hands as she slowly shuffled near the first of the undead. When he gauged his distance well enough, he took a swing at the zombie's head. The force of the swing was enough to make an audible crack. If the zombie was a human, Donny likely broke it's neck, if not at least cracking it's skull. "One!" Donny shouted, his cover blown. The other two zombies lunged at him, which he barely managed to avoid. But that zombies were not done yet as before he could retaliate one of the undead began to wake his decayed claws at him. Donny put up his shield and braced himself for the zombie's attack, who had a surprising about of weight behind each blow. Eventually he managed to disengage from them and made himself the center of attention. This should give Roxy ample enough time to run up and stab one of them in the head if something, though from the looks of things, he might be on his own. Suits him well enough he supposed.

One of the zombies lunged at him again but Donny was ready for him this time. With a well executed parry, he knocked the zombie's arms away from him and smashed his club into it's head. It wasn't the killing blow; that would be when, as the zombie stumbled back from the force of the hit, Donny spun around to build momentum and smashed his club right onto the zombie's head. The zombie landed face first on the ground, splattering it's skull at Donny's feet. "Two." He said as he looked towards the next zombie.

Salroka's ears perked at the sound of fighting. She was just coming back from a fruitless search when she passed a crypt. there must be grave robbers, because someone slashed the lock. Curious as to what was going on Salroka took out her crossbow and walked into the crypt, ready to fore on a moment's notice.

Soulless Spluttered as the last bit of Dirt and girt Flew out of his mouth. he was awake and in a alleyway no doubt someone had moved him away from the road. He smiled he had defeated gaia. but now his legs felt heavy from the hunger pains and the battle scars He Limped along. the road towards the crypt Thinking he could salvage a few things. he noticed a Girl enter the crypt he felt mad that she would take his coins and he also hoped she did not disturb his mother's tomb which had her ring in it Enchanted yes it was a gift from her Sister. his mother had it till she was killed by the Gang. Soulless Took off at a Sprint Hoping to enter the tomb before it could be raided beyond salvage. His feet Stamped largely on the wet cracked pavement as it was a pain to move every step

Roxy scooted along the edge of the room. She was trying to move slowly and quietly. She didn't know anything about zombies and didnt want to attract their attention. She hoped her partner was alright. He seemed to be handling the zombies alright. She wished she could help him but she hadn't found any useful weapons yet. Maybe there would be something she could use in the other room. She slipped through the door to the next room.

An arrow whizzed out from the darken hall into the zombie's head. There was only one left seeing that the orc took care of the other two. "What do we have here? A couple of bone-picker looking to defile the dead?" Salroka walked out from the shadows loading another bolt into her crossbow. She didn't trust anyone here, but hopefully they had good intentions. Otherwise she'd have to kill them.

Donny noticed Roxy duck off towards the next room. He didn't want her to get too far ahead to ensure she didn't run into something dangerous, but for now he'd have to deal with this zombie first. He was about to charge out when a bolt pierced the zombie's head. Donny immediately put his shield up expecting another one, but instead a dwarf showed up. She was loading another bolt into her crossbow when she asked him what he was doing here. He was cautious; she was armed and likely would try to kill him if she had even a slight reason to. Donny was certain he could beat her in a strait-up fight, but right now she had a range advantage. Time to brush up on his diplomacy rolls. "This tomb's getting open to the public. No one's been around for upkeep so soon this place is going to get cleared out by the government, if no one else gets to it first. I figured that since it's pretty much open game, I'd help myself before other psychopaths come in and do hell-knows-whatever here." Donny lowed his guard just so he seemed less threatening. "Look, I'm just here to grab a few things and get out. I'm not some sicko trying to do anything with whatever else is here. Just a man down on his luck, trying to make it by however he can. If... If you want, I could help you out. Get you whatever loot you'd want inside this cave. No need to add more bodies here, right?"

Salroka squinted at the orc. She didn't believe a word he said. A crypt open to the public? She figured he was drunk or on drugs to believe that something like that could happen. He even tried to offer some of the treasure in the crypt for her. Salroka wasn't interested. "Not interested. I think you better get out of here before you wake up something you'll regret." Salroka walked out of the way of the entrance so the orc could leave, and if he tried to do anything, she was aiming her crossbow at him.

Soulless was inside the crypt now Moving down the stone steps with relative pain his eyes opened up as they adjusted to the desolate gloom. the first thing he noticed was the entire room was looted including the coffins. Soulless saw his mothers coffin Open relatively Ajar he peered inside. He Screamed in rage His Cry's Echoing through the crypt his mothers tomb had been looted. he was more then furious now as he summoned a Sword. and ploughed further into the crypt his Feelings alight with crimson hatred he would get revenge on who did this.

He entered a Large Room There was a Girl with a crossbow and the Orc Child. he saw the girl enter so it wasn't her. He glared angrily at the orc as he Throwed the Sword at him.

"Ah shit." Things quickly went from bad to worse. First the dwarf wanted nothing to do with him and ordered him out. That wasn't going to happen. But for some reason, that shady person from before came out of NO WHERE and threw his sword at him. "I should have never had saved you!" Donny shouted as he managed to bring his shield up right as the sword was about to impale him. There was a lot of force behind it, but Donny used that force to help him get out of the room. He needed to catch up to Roxy fast; looting this place wasn't the mission anymore. Getting out took priority now.

Donny ran through the halls and reached the last room; it was a large burial chamber, much larger than the previous three. Much more lighting too; Donny didn't even need the torch anymore. Lucky for him there was a sword and shield leaned up against one of the coffins, which he took to replace his current gear. Roxy wasn't anywhere in sight though, which worried him. In fact, he didn't see any enemies here. No zombies, no ghosts, not even the smell of rotting flesh. This made Donny tense. Not to mention the dwarf and the psycho in the last room. "Got to find and exit."

Soulless came Crashing into the Final burial chamber his eyes blazing with hatred but his plan had changed from kill to Capture with that final remark by the orc. he summoned a Flintlock and a Dagger. as he ploughed forward towards the orc His eyes looked like they could kill "Why did you Defile the Grave of my Mother! Soulless Screamed as he Fired his flintlock towards the mans Leg where the shield did not defend as he made a slice for the neck. but his hair was becoming Brown. and he was becoming calmer by the minute Still pissed but not psyco pissed. his eyes lost there red taint

Roxy step out of the shadows placing herself between the orc and the other being. The other being was yelling about them invading his mothers crypt. Wasn't that just her luck? Who else could walk into the crypt of an insane supernatural being? She wondered if the orc had know that the tomb's owner had family. She was all for treasure hunting but she didn't like stealing from people. "Look Crazy dude. We didn't mean any harm. We had no idea that the tomb's owner had family."

"Hello. Would you like to study quantum physics?"

"Yes, I would, but unfortunately hands cannot talk. Stupid hand."

Millea was walking, and talking with her hands. She was incredibly bored. Nothing to do, nothing to solve. Completely bored. The green-eyed 15-year old was honestly tired as shit, as well. But, she still fought it. Sleep deprived Millea was seeming to go insane, with no facial expressions whatsoever.

Then, she saw a suspicioso looking open crypt. And then, she heard some equally suspicioso voices that were very faint, but got louder when she got closer to the crypt. What were people doing in there? The voices sounded like people her age, but she honestly was not convinced that there was actual people in there.

"But...but...that's not even close to having any common sense? That defies my studies..."

Pfft. Neeeerd. Just walk in there, you don't have any common sense either. What were you thinking, moving out at an illegal age. Go. Oh shit, I think them's some fighting words I just narrated there.

And so she did. She walked in there, and was genuinely lost. "Hello? IS ANYBODY THERE-E?" Hell, maybe there'd be a fight.