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We left the blacksmith to tend to his own work, focusing on what was at hand for the remainder of our journey. Apparently we were going to check up on the dragon, something I was uneasy about since he was probably a zombie at this point (or at least had the mind of one). "Sure, whatever." I responded to... well, I didn't really notice our Aves mage for some time. Still barely knew their names, but not asking names would likely save time.

After walking for what seemed to be an eternity (mind you, our guide was hopeless at navigation), slipping through cracks and passing by the following eyes of dragons, we eventually made it back to the arena. Seemed as if nothing changed, except for the fact there was a statue in the middle of the arena, as well as some shady dragon who seemed to have an aura around him. I suspect that's just my perceptions though. Although I was curious, I stayed quiet as Robert and the other dragon began exchanging words, with Robert simply looking back at us all and possibly bewildered at our new predicament. "Bugger. You get frozen to stone now?" I didn't take the idea of being petrified too well, let alone how they managed to do so in the first place. Either way, perfect excuse to allow us to explore this mighty place.

"Wait, there's something about an egg now?"

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<Snipped quote by Lugia>
Thanks.

Did I bring it up before, though? Idunno. It's fine either way, you're not psychic as far as I know.

@lavulman

It's alright, it was Lugia's birthday two days ago.

Gee, I'm like the youngest RPer around here, eh?

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So... anyone got anything to share, lately?

I got chemistry exam on Monday (Sunday for you Americans).

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I stood around, waiting quietly against the aged and cracked marble walls. There was a loud beat of hammered metal which sent sparks from the corner of the room, with several strange bottles and glowing books arranged on a workbench. Apparently that's where our enchantments were going to come from. I thought to myself why I didn't follow Robert, but that was mainly because everyone else was still standing or sitting idly by. Dorisma was still inspecting her mysterious glass orb, while I took out a pack of cards from the depths of my pocket and began shuffling them around. I thought I was going to prick myself on a knife or dart, or maybe get a paper cut from the cards I was holding. Instead, I picked up something else that cut through me like butter. My old heirloom card; it seemed a lot different from when I first got it. It some had a few dried speckles and drop of blood on the corner, superimposed over the pattern of the Kobold Ace of Spades. The card itself was somewhat munted, folded asymmetrically and the fold giving the bottom more side than the top. I frowned at it as my arm feel loose, still holding a pack of shuffled cards and sighing quietly.

One of my only links to the past, really. My dad gave it to me as not only a sign of luck but as a birthday gift. It wasn't bloodied and folded at that time, but it wasn't long that I ended up spurting my wound on there. Some good luck charm. It left my family broke and made me gambled away, receiving bugger all from almost everyone I met. First person I'm gambled to as a young kid, I end up getting socked in the cheek and forced into a wagon. I've since heard stories of how children like me would've been made into slaves or be forced into prostitution. Thank goodness life decided enough was enough and got me to Birchvale instead. Though since then, I've become a fraudster criminal and a Drake. Tough luck, eh? Wonder how my life would've been had I had more fortunate circumstances.

My thoughts were derailed by a sudden sound of... well, wailing mixed with the sounds a demon would make. I quickly raised my head and went by instinct to draw out my throwing knife, confronting nothing more than Dorisma throwing a few punches at the air. "You fighting ghosts or something, lady?" I asked, sheathing my knife and my cards. It could've been true, but she seemed quite elated. I was still rather jumpy in all honesty, turning to see Robert coming back from wherever he came from. "Hello, Robert. Glad to see we don't have anything else to do."

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To avoid being accused of loitering, I quickly moved on into the store with Palythus, who was still talking quietly. He even commented on the matter while I wandered around, looking above and below shelves while catching the eye of the store clerk, sitting idly at the cashier. Apparently he assumed I didn't need such fancy gear, sneering at me before digging himself in some newspapers beside himself. I made no attempt to notice and grabbed a few cubes of protein from a bag (mostly used for emergencies and soups, but for me it was just regular old energy). The store itself was pretty dark, removing the need for my cloud as it dissolved while I continued moving around. It was pretty cluttered and cramped, forcing me to shift form occasionally to move around. The other dude took a few bars near the entrance while I took a flash-stick (so that I could see in the dark) and some large folded cloth (for temporary shelter), heading over to the register and letting a few coins spill. Understandably, the clerk stared briefly before processing my order, sliding the shiny coins to himself and giving me some change.

I met with Palythus outside again, stuffing all the things down my bag. He was intent on returning to the land of Natura, seemingly unaware of the fact I was in fact going down there. "Of course I'm going down to Natura. I got an uncle down there waiting." I... messed up my sentence. Before I could correct myself however, Palythus had already started walking, before almost leaping off the side and down into oblivion. "Blimey." I turned left and right before going over to where my new acquaintance had just left, now a winged speck to the world above. I ended up shuddering somewhat because... it was so far down. Regardless, I took my own leap of faith, holding onto my bag as I jumped off the balcony and down into the land of green.

I opened my eyes to see that I had transformed into a bubble, holding my bag inside myself. Though, all the weight ended up making me fall anyway, much to my dismay. Never before had I had the air screaming past my airs and everything bracing for a rough impact. Sure, I left the city a few times, but NEVER to this damn depth. Unsurprisingly, I was almost shrieking.

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On display were a large assortment of old weapons and forged tools. Even a few toys of metal for the more juvenile dragons. Apparently this guy hadn't been making weapons for a long time until he heard news of bad things on the horizon. Robert wasn't scared of the dragon after nearly killing one, bravely asking for new equipment for everyone in the party. Seemed a bit odd considering we had just found new ones, and I was almost convinced to sell/smelt our weapons to the dragon. Before I did that, I had a bad recollection of events when looking at that katana, moved from its position on the shelf to Deravan after a brief exchange of coins and small-talk. I shuddered somewhat, reminded at what had happened to myself.

Regardless, I remain poised and allowed for Robert to pay for everyone's equipment, forgetting about selling our things. How nice of him. (It would prove later that we'd get a better deal from others than dragons.) "Thanks, mate. Though, we'll probably have to wait for the blacksmith to make our items, so..." I looked around, scratching my chin and unsure what to do while waiting. More importantly, the infected dragon was probably causing a stir around the stronghold. "Look. We either get to the dust and get infected ourselves, or at least ensure we won't end up the same as the dragon." I said, shrugging at the last part. "I don't even want to go to that eldritch horror, but it seems as if we don't have much choice."

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ameno

ameno

hooh

So... anyone got some good stories while we wait?

Btw, physics exam tomorrow.

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Dorisma immediately accepted this supposed quest, much to my annoyance. Whilst we probably would've went anyway, her haste indicated that she'd rather die than to continue listening to some bothersome dragon. Actually, I shouldn't be annoyed then. Anyway, we were still in the arena, having not moved anywhere during our conversation. We were echoing even at our quietest, because no one else was around to listen as empty leather bags flopped in the wind. Robert made the decision to leave for their nearest armoury or something, intent on getting better equipment than this fodder. "We better move then. No one likes standing around, right?" I joked, not really laughing or anything as I followed Robert at a slow pace.

While walking, I caught some rather good sights of the place. These buildings were presumably huge and grand before the dragons arrived, leaving behind large foundations and obvious markings of obliterated buildings. All the marble around seemed to have been overgrown or merged with the ground, giving a sense as to how old this place was, even after the dragons settled here. I didn't really like to imagine dragons suddenly taking a supposedly grand city at the time for themselves, however. All the chaos that must've followed... I don't applaud humans, and in fact I'm rather pleased they were chased out of one of their strongholds. Problem is, this was a rather pretty stronghold based on the remaining buildings and structures. Such a shame all that destruction was required to take the place.

As we continued through dispersed crowds and leering dragons, broken structures that formed new paths, and old vandalised statues commemorating the success of humans, we finally came across a rather... new structure. There weren't many new buildings around in this stronghold, so to see a new one built was quite surprising. Heck, the details of the building could NOT have been made by the clumsiness of dragons. They probably got some labourers (or should I dare slaves) to build some structures for themselves. Evidently, it was a little rustic and overreaching in a few places, but it was still a building. In fact, it was the place we were going to get new equipment.

Evidently not for free though. The raspy dragon first glared at us then asked for payment should we still continued. Robert (listening intently) dug out a small bag and peered down it. He looked pretty worried, something I... well, I already had some equipment on me, but the others probably didn't; which was still equally worrying.

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Somehow, we managed to subdue the Arcanine end the fight. I'd rather have him dead if anything. We had an adventure to stick to, not catering for damned enemies. The thing looked even more dazed and confused after being hit right in the forehead by Kamina, who had coiled him up just to ensure he wouldn't try to finish me off. I was both angry and somewhat fearful at the damned thing, still feeling like crap and trash after his attack. At least the frosty blizzard relaxed me and let me sit still under the gaze of a large tree. It was there when I had Robert asking me what to do for, seemingly unaware of my intentions. "Of course we gotta rest up. I just nearly died or something. Someone's gonna have to look for the others though, and Kamina... well, I'm surprised he's able to last in this weather with the rest of you pri-" I cleared my voice, knowing what I was about to say and instead choosing to be less rude. I spat out a few shavings of metal, and oddly enough a black feather or two. I shrugged it off as I looked back at Robert, who himself was still pretty bruised. "Sorry. I'm just saying how we've been badly bruised, but we shouldn't remain here any longer.""

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After walking through a surprised yet slow crowd, I was able to get across to Robert and everyone else. They were presumably planning to congratulate him for finding a home for everyone, but that quickly stifled. First off, there was a ridiculous shriek from a... human. The princess probably got afraid of a bug or drunkard or something, but when I turned to her to tell her to shut up, a giant shadow had enveloped everyone around here.

What appeared to be the most sick dragon in all of Trevary had swooped down from the skies, landing without grace and more like a corpse. Despite being covered in grey dust from head to talons, he didn't bother attacking us and instead requested assistance (though you could tell he was pretty aggressive). He smelled like death and had a few coughs before he spoke, reminding us how we still had some curse overrunning the lands. Apparently he assumed we were suddenly fetchers for others though, preferring to think there was possibly some way to reverse his condition without accounting for the fact we weren't doctors, nor well-prepared adventurers. Regardless, there was a giant zombie dragon that seemed to be getting more erratic by the minute, so we kinda had no choice in the say.

"Well of course it'll be spreading faster than we thought. The thing's probably spreading at a geometric rate, considering it spreads to the next adjacent piece of land or something." In all honesty, I had no idea what I was talking about. At least before I became a Drake; I think it's got to do with the way Drake brains are wired, considering how smart yet feeble their race is. "Right, we'll go get some equipment around here. Don't expect the best though, these things were made with huge claws."