[color=lightblue]"[i]You[/i] are satisfied. How wonderful, we've satisfied a dragon."[/color]

Rolan heard the rumbling response as he mentally went over how the events had played out from his vantage point, muttering under his breath as he walked the distance back towards the group. He had already dismissed the massive cake, though it did cause him to briefly take a double take to make sure he hadn't lost his mind. Some faerie, that explained enough of the situation that he didn't consider it further. Ser Fionn and Gertrude had decided to join forces to try and joust Thrinax from the broomstick. If she proved more amenable to teamwork he might have to consider taking advantage of the vantage of aerial maneuvers. Granted, that relied on the mage having a sudden change of character, so he wasn't going to hold his breath there. Still, having the option of vertical control was something most foes would not be able to react immediately to. Useful trick, that. 

Ser Fionn, meanwhile, was probably the brains behind the entire trick. Gertrude didn't strike him as one who would casually suggest charging down a dragon when she was in control. Add in the fact he had conjured up a weapon capable and suited to the maneuver, and that practically was all that needed to be considered. Rolan might have to ask him how he managed to goad the mage into not only being useful, but riding headlong into potential death by dragon's fire. If it wasn't for another's actions, he would simply credit them as the ones to land the blow that convinced Thrinax to turn over the victory to the Roses.

Ser Gerard. He had, even over the distance before focusing himself, heard the knight's rebuke of Thrinax's demand for valor. Rather than evade and flee, like Rolan had done, to a safer firing position, or rely on magic or anything else of the sort, the man had simply bore the brunt of the dragon's wrath and struck back. If asked, Rolan would have to credit the blow that succeeded to him, even if it would prove, in any other circumstance, dangerously costly. The mage might be able to heal such wounds, but if that wasn't an option it would be a slow, painful, but victorious death. Still, it was more valorous than any other knight so that would be that. Not that he was going to say it out loud at this point in time, but it was something that would have to alter his mental ordering of the knights. He knelt down, unslinging his pack of supplies, reorganizing and beginning to work on improving his access to all his supplies, not just the 'useful' ones, keeping his hands busy as he mused.

Ser...Vier, that took a second for him to remember, and Ser Renar both acted well enough. Ser Vier had made to wound the dragon's foot, not where Rolan would have considered striking but he could see a logic of sorts there. Wound its foot, and coupled with the other knight's actions, its ability to move would be crippled. Ser Renar had made an effort to climb the dragon and strike at the wing, reinforcing that many of the knights looked at a call for valor as not so much a challenge as an insult, given their immediate approaches to fighting a dragon, let alone Thrinax. Climbing a dragon was brazen, though hard to compare to what some of the others chose to do.

The Captain's decision to advance and meet Thrinax head on was brazen. A damn fool maneuver, but brazen all the same. If he had so desired, no doubt Thrinax could have cost the Roses their Captain, something that a foe not holding back might have done. Ser Fleuri joined Renar in his attacks on the wings, improving the odds of pulling off the attack. Another clambering knight, then, but it seemed to have worked all the same. Most of the knights had performed admirably, even the mage had proven begrudgingly useful, to be expected of the Roses. He finished reorganizing his pack, and turned to focus his attention on the Witch as she mentioned using Volkstraad instead, and a counter that the 'snake' would never agree to any terms.

[color=lightblue]"Cake aside, what now? The three tests are done, how long before we are sent back to the world proper?"[/color] Rolan had a lot to prepare beyond this place, and even more to consider. At this point he was starting to think he had had his fill of this place.