Six From Gate Pass - Chapter 3: Shelter From The Storm

[Gregor]

Lowduke's eyebrows raise. "Turn into messenger birds do they? Wish I had known that. Would have been useful when out ranging." He puffs on his pipe for a moment and lays back on his cloak, propping himself up with an elbow.

"Now I don't really care where you choose to take that egg or what you do with it. Its yours now. If you're taking it back to the Crystal Delve, then I've already warned you appropriately." He pauses and removes a small piece of tobacco from his lips with a frown.

"But let me see if I understand you correctly Elf ... Kirio was it? You're implying that you'd like to write a little message and send it to Naizelasa by messenger bird. You are aware that animals do not go near the Crystal Delve right? What animal in its right mind would go anywhere near the lair and hunting ground of an adult dragon? That messenger bird of yours would be plucked out of the air and crunched up like an appetizer!" He gives a small chuckle.

"If I were you, I'd march that egg right back to ol' Nazzy. But first, I'd lop off the head of some street urchin and bring it with me. Toss it down in front of the dragon and say: 'oh great and powerful dragon, I have found your egg and killed the man who took it! Reward me!'" He chuckles again.

 

[funkmamagoat]

"It's a magical @#g bird that delivers messages, not a wild @#g sparrow I netted out in the square." Kirio chews some more "your plan is just as good, but what's to stop the bitch from eating us quickly instead of slowly as a reward. We want the Lyre specifically, not a bag of gold or some other trinket. It's not some dumbass thug we'd be negotiating with, but an evil, intelligent @#g dragon."

 

[Gregor]

"Steady on, steady on, its early. The morrow is new and we haven't broken fast or had a sip of ale to celebrate another day of remaining alive. You need not shout at me elf, for your bright and gaudy clothing is loud enough already." He puffs a few more times on his pipe.

"I'm no wizard so I can't speak to what type of bird would be conjured out of thin air. But use your head. You think that bird will speak? Nay. It'll have a little message on its leg. You think ol' Nazzy is going to cup the creature softly in its talons and delicately pry open your lovingly written and packed note? Nay again friend. But as I say, I'm no wizard, so what do I know?"

"Also, her lair is in a lake. Not on, not beside, but in. Does our magical messenger bird swim as well as fly? Will the bird call to the dragon from a branch overlooking the delve? Hmmm? Does that bird speak common or the tongue of wyrms? Hmmm? Best you think these things through master elf."

 

[funkmamagoat]

Kirio smirks at Lowduke "Fine... fair point on the lake arse hole, that's good intelligence, knew they could breath underwater, but good to know on the lair. Still leaves us with negotiating the exchange with an an evil mature dragon... master hunter. I'm good with words but again, we are not talking about a stupid thug like the one you had manning your door last night."

Kirio begins to pace "So... I'd rather she "secure" our services as it were in exchange for the lyre. If that means going there to talk to the bitch then fine, I'm willing, but we are not bringing the egg, at least not with us for the first meeting... say leave it behind hidden not far. If I were her I'd just rip our faces off and take back my egg if it's right there."

 

[The Bashar]

Hrimr listens to Lowduke and Kirio discuss their plan. When there is a moment of silence he decides to interject.

"Maybe half of the party should go speak to the dragon and the other half transport the egg to a spot a decent distance from the dragon's den. The party that speaks to the dragon informs her that we have the egg and that we want the lyre. If she gives us the lyre we take her to where her egg is waiting. If she refuses or threatens to harm you, then you let her know that if you don't return to the other party members they will destroy the egg at sundown.

I'd hate to destroy the egg, but if the dragon is evil this may be the only way to make this work."

 

[Gregor]

"Well, good luck to you and yours as you figure out this dill of a pickle." says Nathan as he stands up and clasps on his fur cloak. "Might as well see to a bit of breakfast..." he mumbles as he heads to rummage through your kitchen.

 

[funkmamagoat]

"This is a full grown dragon Hrimr... I'm not threatening her with sh@t. We cannot intimidate it, and would be blindingly lucky to have any of us survive a fight with her. We have to get her to agree to an exchange... I know I'm good at scaring people, but I'm not trying to intimidate a dragon, clear."

 

[digimattic]

Arnir approaches Ghar cautiously, calling out to Lowduke "Can I pet him? Such a proud beast..."

Petting the beast (or not, depending on the wolf's temper), Arnir listens, nodding his head in agreement with Kirio "I really think our best hope is to get ourselves in front of her somehow and make the deal. I'd be wary of her wanting to capture one of us and setting terms of her own, however."

OOC: Shall I take it from the lack of replies that no one protested to Arnir's killing of Beanor?

 

[Gregor]

Through a mouthful of bread and cheese, you hear Lowduke from the kitchen. "Aye, Ghar won't bite unless I tell him to, he's hunting or you piss him off." He walks back out, taking another bite from a stale heel of a loaf. "In time, I can teach you some simple commands and behavior that he'll respond to. Perhaps."

 

[The Bashar]

OOC: Sorry I implied earlier that Hrimr would protest killing bound prisoners to Kirio. The same would apply to Arnir. So safe to say we disarmed them and let the go?