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


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John looks on in horror as scrags sees the fire. various unplesent scenarious race through his mind while this is going on....
 

Rosalia was busy checking the creatures body when she hears him shout and everyone's comments. She's shocked at the idea of Jakobee.

"hey, are you mad?? what is it? you want to burn Scrag down? Or get us killed by him?.. What? You believe you can cure with fire??"
 


"Cured isn't the idea." Jakobee says with gritted teeth, his shoulder still steaming. "Clean is. Scrag can decide for himself whether he wants it scoured or not. The offer is there. Meanwhile, I'm going to check out the rest of this cavern." With that, he heads off toward the pool in the center.
 


Scrag didn't know why the others put the light towards him, nor why they took it away. It was pretty, though, he thought as he absently scratched his wound and followed the duo towards the water.
 


Rosalia looks in disbelief as the others move on, leaving Scrag on his own after promising him cleansening fire. She ponders that for a moment, both hands on her hips, then walks to the troll. "Err, ahum.. my.. hum.. my dear Scrag.. hum.. you have been wounded.. by these creatures that seem to have been infected.. like they are diseased.. you know disease.. like the Ogre we kil.. met earlier on..
Well, so you see, if we don't do anything.. you will end up being like the Ogre.. diseased.. and we don't want that really, do we??
sooo, Jakobee believes the only way to cure the disease is fire.. yes fire.. yes it hurts.. but.. you're a big boy aren't??
Would you... would you be happy for us to err burn you.. eh? I mean it's for your own good.. we're friends.. what do you say??"
 

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