So, er... this is where things started to get quite rough. Never before had I felt so threatened in my life - Kobold guards and patrons I could handle, but dragons... I suppose they'd take it easy on a Drake. I suppose. I inched closer and closer to the party of black dragons, whom they contrasted heavily against the bright and dry landscape. One of them noticed me and scoffed almost, making me stop in my tracks. Knowing Dorisma probably wouldn't settle on being defeated on mere intimidation, I went against all my senses as I started walking with pride and my chest out, even if I barely had one as a weak Drake.
It helped they continued with their business as I got closer, brushing me off as some messenger or apprentice studying the lands or something. I wasn't fearful for my life because I knew I had two back-up plans: my party members or running. The latter seemed admittedly favourable as I got within talking distance of the dragons, who seemed to be chilling on some rough boulders and munching on oversized fruits. "Evening dragons-"
"Whaddya want, kid?" One of them unexpectedly spoke out, an odd chap who seemed to have a large scar on his neck. I was taken back but decided to listen to the dragon, who didn't seem (explicitly) hostile. "So, you lads seen an odd egg lately? The constabulary's looking all around the stronghold, but goodness... my friend's desperately looking for her baby back. It was kidnapped." Okay, I told a lie and went through with it. However, the people we were dealing with were DANGEROUS. According to Trey, these people were gangsters... I had to get to them somehow, and it didn't seem as if violence was an option. Maybe talking it through would get these guys to open up, assuming if one of their own had taken it. "She's absolutely heart-broken and has been crying all day, but we can't find it anywhere in the stronghold. Does anyone here have any thoughts on who might've taken it? My other friend here hasn't had sleep for days-"
I ended up gesturing behind my back for Dorisma to act tired, with two fingers and a hand falling flat - as stupid as it was, I needed to go overkill on just about anything for information, considering how scarce the outskirts of the stronghold were. For all we knew these dragons did in fact have the egg, just behind their backs or something.
"-and I've had to hold off my studies for days now. So, guys... can you do anything about it?" I finished my speech, feigning sadness and despair that was soon replaced with real feelings. I was reminded on how I was gambled away, with no one working as hard as myself to reunite me with my mother. This egg was definitely going to grow up well, because unlike myself at the time there were people looking out for it before it was even hatched. I nearly sobbed but I held back tears, because I didn't want to seem like I was patronising the story I made up.
In the end, I got a range of faces: one dragon was staring at me, the other was looking left and right quickly, and another was trying to find something to say but decided to stay silent. Hopefully we would actually get something out of these dragons.