the crimson red blade

[Larrin]

OOC: sorry its been a while....

Jedda, who is now wearing two more rings and another bracelt from various treasures of the dragons, feels slightly guilty he stayed below to pick over the dead dragon's leavings and didn't help out with whatever left all these dead knights lying around (hmmm that one has a magic looking dagger, better take it) but he sees Mike meet his father and reclaim his inheritance. "I knew he was a dragon...." He mutters, but is truly saddened that mikes found his father only to have him die. Jedda has never had much time with his father, but treasures what time he has had, and will have in the future. "The ones who did this should pay." He says with honesty "...and if they make a living killing dragons, they hopefully can afford to." he mutters. Avenging wrongs is a good thing, avenging wrongs for a chance to search through even more dragon's hoard for speacial treasures....thats even better.

(a pile of treasure doesn't interest Jedda, only the speacial unique and rare. If a room only contains a few gold coins, he'll certainly take them, but in a room filled with gold he becomes bored with it quickly and looks for something speacial. He'd spend a year searching for a hidden treasure and once finding it only take a single amulet that catches his eye)

Suffoc steps to Mike's side. "Your father was a noble dragon, a legend to his people. Now, because of these dragon hunters, he is dead. No respect shown towards him whatsoever. Just another job to them. My journey is far from over, young Mike. I shall help you in your quest to avenge your father's death and reclaim his lost honor. You two coming?" Serpentaur nodded immediately. Fire-Malice sighed in frustration. He wanted to see his family again and Suffoc was keeping him from them. It needed to stop. "My family's on the way. Perhaps I can meet them and catch up with you later." Suffoc sighed. "Fire-Malice, you know the rules of our agreement. You leave when I grant you permission." He could feel the gryphon's anger like a flood. "So, your permission is granted. You may see them." Fire-Malice nodded his satisfaction. Suffoc turned back to Serpentaur. "Follow him. Make sure he doesn't do anything that would violate the agreement, understand?" The naga grinned with glee. "Oh you can count on me, my lord."

"Thank you suffoc but it is quite all right.. i need a drink i think im gonna wander till i find troll spit bar

"Oh, but I insist. Like I said, your father was a legend with the dragons. It is most unholy and disrespectable for such a respected dragon to die in such a horrific and mundane manner. I would appreaciate it if I could bring his honor and rightful name back to him and all dragons who know of him." He awaited Mike's response while Fire-Malice flew off to meet his family. Secretly, Serpentaur burrowed beneath the soil and followed his target.