Yttermayn's "Saga of the Dragon Cult" (IC) 2


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"You wanted to laugh?? Let's laugh, now, you stupid entertainer! I'm fed up with all this :):):):)! I too want to laugh!" says Rosalia in a cold and ironic voice.

Her posture clearly indicates she's attacking John. Her newly acquired long nails and hair add to the threatening stance of the young rogue.
 

Tuk

It was just to much for the recently awaken warrior to deal with. "Stop it, stop it now or I'll kill you both, right here, right now, without even blinking!" He screams. His chain is in his hand and he shakes it for effect. The gory display he made with the kobolds should suffice to apeace both, more importantly Rosalia, who seems to have lost it thanks to John's stupidity. "Mage, restore her at once, and you woman, don't draw blood for what's not worth it. I'm sick of both your childish behaviour! Sick! Worst than smelling Scrag's feet!"
 



Nerve wrecked Rose

Tuk's words resonate in the room. Loud and clear.

But Rosalia only stops when her nails and hair regain their normal length.

Silence.

She stands there. A few feet away from John.

Rosalia's fist is white as it is gripping the dagger so strongly.

Seconds pass.

The fist turns red again as blood runs down through the veins again as she releases her grip slightly.

Suddenly, without a word, Rosalia turns around and walks back to her backpack.

"Bring me more kobolds!! Quick!! Lots of them! Or I'll sure kill one of you!" she shouts angrily on her way back.



ooc: why do we need a DM?? :p
 

Scrag noted in his troll brain that he would need to pick a side soon. He already knew who would have a troll as their ally, but he hoped it wouldn't come to that. He also noted that being part of a group was far too complicated.
 




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