RP Celebrations In Caspian

[Meliva]

Pyrog just glares as she speaks

Like a mindless animal, you grabbed something you know nothing about, and charge like a fool to your doom.

Pyrog roars

Metal. Bind.

The metal Dreadbolt swiped wraps around his leg's tripping him, as Pyrog grabs a clawful of coins and slams it on him, before melting the coins, and part of Dreadbolt's steel body into a giant metal glob with her breath. She stomps him a few times into the dirt, before slamming more items on top to bury him. Eloth comes rushing back in, and shouts

I'll try to finish her off, or keep her busy while you try to get out. Veera should be coming back soon, so if you're really stuck, she can hopefully get you out.

[Henry Avery]

There is a thunderclap, and then rank upon rank of enthralled souls surround her, hacking away. From beneath his hasty grave, Dreadbolt chants, using more of the souls trapped within the blade to repair himself as he digs his way out.*

You deal with ancient magics far beyond your comprehension, dragon. I have slain your kind before, and you will not be the last.

[Meliva]

Pyrog covers herself with her wings as she grabs a nearby crystal and keg from her hoard as she speaks

I know and comprehend far more then you think fool.

She slams it into the ground, as it sucks up the souls into it. She downs the keg and many of her wounds heal. She slams a nearby pillar and the cave starts to crumble. She quickly rushes toward entrance, slamming more pillars as she charges forward and quickly flies off toward the port. Roaring in anger. Eloth quickly goes in and starts helping Blackthorn to escape as he shouts as the cave starts to collapse

We can come back for the treasure to dig them up, For now we should hurry to help defend the port and try to finish her off.

[Henry Avery]

Dreadbolt shouts into a crystal which he had pulled from his pocket. Twig! Tell the men to ready the mortars! We have a dragon loose on the port!

[Meliva]

Eloth carries anyone he sees out of the cave, with Dreadbolt right behind him. He turns as he see's the dragon flying to the port He quickly begins chasing after it as he shouts to Dreadbolt

I doubt mortars will help unless the dragon decides to land. Most mortars only go so high after all. Even when it lands at that point, you'll also be bombing the port. Unless we can ground it before then. I can fly myself, but even at full speed I can't outfly a dragon. Not without a extra boost.

[Henry Avery]

True. He speaks to the crystal again. Twig! Belay that last order! I want you to ready the harpoons. Drag that thing down.

[Meliva]

As they run, Eloth notices a lot of the men Pryog sent to attack the port are dead Standing nearby he sees Agrat sitting down as she looks up at the drargon flying before turning to them and speaking

Hello tyke. I see the dragon isn't dead yet. Be a dear and do finish the job will you, I do want it's heart after all.

Eloth nods as he clears his throat before remembering something

We can't kill it while it's flying. You got a flying chariot right? Can we please borrow it?

She shrugs before snapping a finger as a very fancy black chariot appears.

Fine. I'm not using it at the moment, just take good care of it. I'll go and check the dragon's hoard while you all deal with it.

She walks off as Eloth hops into the chariot and shouts to dreadbolt

I say we fly above it, and we both jump on it's back and hack off the wings. What say you?

[Henry Avery]

Aye. That seems sound. Also, I may have filched it's egg.

[Meliva]

He waits for Dreadbolt to join him on the chariot then stands looking a bit confused as he looks it over as he mumbles as he pokes and prods the chariot

How does this damn thing work again? No buttons, no steeds, must be by voice or will. FLY.

The chariot flies up and begins pursuing the dragon. Eloth turns to speaka to Dreadbolt looking puzzled

Uh. I by no means am a dragon expert, but I am fairly certain Pyrog wouldn't try to collapse her cave if she had any eggs in there, so I'm not sure what egg you have, but I am pretty sure it ain't hers. Not to mention she seems a bit too young to have any offspring just yet. Still, we can worry about that later. Maybe ask her when we bring her down.

[Henry Avery]

Why would she have another dragon's egg? he climbed on behind Eloth.