Fantasy Tipping the Scales

[Soviet Panda]

And the orc did fall short. Just not to short. He did manage to grab onto the long neck, and somehow managed to stay there. He tried his best to stick to the neck like a burr, sinking his fingers in where they could. Ok, he was on, now what? He had his tusks, perhaps they would rename him to Grogun Blood Tusks for this. And then he bit the dragon.


((@Peachypants ))

 

[offbeat]

Vokul threw his head back and forth to get rid of the orc. "Get off you filthy mudbug" He roared madly. Then he felt something strange, a piercning sensation in his neck. Since he was quite a large dragon it actually felt like something pierced through his skin. But even so it still hurt him. The fact that the orc was still on his neck angered the dragon even more. He threw himself forward and did like a frontflip to land on his back. Once he had landed again his neck was pressed against the ground in an attempt to crush the bug that seemed to hold on so tightly.


((@Beowulf ))

 

[Soviet Panda]

Gorgun had a good grip, what with his tusks sunk into the dragon. But with all that flopping about, he was bound to fall off. First went his feet, then his arms, and finally, with him looking like a dog holding on to a favorite chew toy, he could not hold on any longer with just his mouth. So, he was sent flying, and smacked into a tree. Good thing orcs were rather robust, otherwise he may of had a broken back. As it was, he was a bit winded. But then he realized, Gorgun's Club wasn't under that dragon anymore.


(@Peachypants)

 

[offbeat]

Vokul stood up up from the ground and shrugged. "I have to let you know that I do not seek a fight" He muttred and glared at the orc. They were quite a pain in the neck, literally. Once again, Vokul growled in a low tone and kept his eyes focused on the creature. Deep down in the base of his throats, a large ammount of black flames were building up in case they would be needed. His black flames that would be poisonous to pretty mutch any creature if hit on direct skin. Otherwise it would simply burn like ordinary flames would.


((@Beowulf ))

 

[Soviet Panda]

Running fast as he could, ge picked up his club. And after seeing the black flames flickering in the dragon's mouth, he ran even faster towards a tree. The tree was only a tenporary barrier, he might have to run from the fight if it kelt going as it is. So, holding his club close to his chest, he hunkered down in between the roots of a tree.

 

[Elfangor]

He almost missed it. If he hadn't ran his hand along the wall at that moment, Elfangor would have missed the crack in the wall. It was just big enough for him to squeeze sideways into, but the thief could tell by the air coming through it that this was a side tunnel.


Elfangor slipped into the opening and kept sliding along, and although it seemed like forever until the passage widened out he was able to make it the whole way through to the other side, which was a low exit that he had to slide on his stomach to go through.


OK, I'm in...survey your surroundings.





Peeking out from behind a low mound of rubble, he found he was in a large chamber, dimly lit with a reddish glow. At one end was the opening to an enormous tunnel. All around the thief there were piles of loot. Gold, gems, weapons, and other valuable items were everywhere, but as far as Elfangor could tell there were no eggs.


Maybe next time...

 

[offbeat]

Vokul raised his head to catch a scent. As he flared his nostrills he caught the scent of a disgusting smelling orc. They had this odor of mud mixed with something far beyond gross. Something that the dragon wasn't able to tell. But he was able to tell where the creature was hiding by following the lead. By the base of a tree one particular orc stood with his club against his chest. Vokul chuckled to himself and began circuling around the tree. "You know, I could burn down that tree if I desired to, so I advise you to get back out here"

 

[Elfangor]

The most impressive feature of the room was of course the dragon, Vulcan. It was about 25 feet long, its shoulders probably 3-4 wide. Elfangor couldn't tell how tall it was, it was laying down in a pool of lava that accented its red scales very nicely. The dragon's head was triangular and had a good deal of rams horns adorning it. The shoulders also had spines or spikes, so the thief assumed its joints were similarly decorated. The wings were folded, and Vulcan appeared to be sleeping.


Elfangor crept out from his hiding place and began to carefully take what he deemed most valuable from the horde. As he stole, the thief did not take much attention away from the dragon. Any movement on its part would see Elfangor hidden once again.


How am I going to kill this thing?

 

[Soviet Panda]

Gorgun sliwly circled around the tree, keeping the tree between the voice and him. Burn it down? Of course it could do that. This was just a for-now shelter. Perhaps he could rush out before it began to burn down the tree. No, that wouldn't work. Maybe if he just rushed it again, maybe, maybe. Or, he could do both, yes, that was a good idea. So, mind made up, he prepared himself to run at the slightest possobility of the dragon about to breath fire. (@Peachypants one good smack should have Gorgun running.)


---


Vulcan was rather content to be in his little pool. Then he heard the faint clink of coins sliding and bumping off of each other. A mouse, perhaps? Perhaps something large enough for him to snack on, hopefully. So, he slowly turned his great head to get a look in it's direction. (@Elfangor )

 

[Elfangor]

As soon as the great beast started to move, Elfangor dove behind the pile of golden goblets and plates, on top of which a rather large chest lay, that he had been walking toward, and the thief stopped moving, breathing, and blinking.


Go back to sleep...go back to sleep! Could I make it back to the side tunnel? Probably not, it'd blast me before I took three steps. If there's another dragon, I'm bringing something more to hit it with or friends. I'll have to find some first though...

 

[offbeat]

"Very well then" Vokul said and opened his mouth wide open. Once again you could see the black flames form in the back of his throat, black flames with tiny swirls of purple in them. It was like a force that pushed up the flames once the dragon had made up it's mind and aimed for what stood behind the tree. Then the small flames blended into one big and was shot right out of the dragon's mouth. Vokul grinned through his fire and burned down that tree in the middle to a little crisp.


((@Beowulf ))

 

[Soviet Panda]

Gorgun listened, and there it was. Suddenly, he dashed from behind the tree inti the open. And saw what happaned to the tree. He realized something then and there, you could nt get into a drawn out fight with a dragon and expect to win. So, he made a tactical withdrawl as fast as he could. He would try again, oh yes, he still needed to prove himself to his tribe. But right now, he ran as fast as his orc legs could carry him.


((@Peachypants didn't want to have it just go on and on. I'll do a time skip for you if you want.))

 

[offbeat]

Vokul stopped his fore and grinned as he saw the orc run away in fear. He raised his head towards the burning sun and stretched out his wings. As soon as he managed to throw himself up in the air he completely forgot about the orc. His only priority was to get back to the peaceful cave where he lived. The warm air brushed against his whole body as he soared through the air.


((Yeah I see, I don't have to have a timeskip if you don't want to))

 

[Soviet Panda]

Vulcan's gaze swelt across the mounds of treasure that he had hoarded for so long. And what he saw, was nothing. Must have been a mouse. Or perhaps a goblin child was dared to touch a gold coin. That was more likey it. There was a small clan, well small for goblins, and he had munched on a few in the past. So, he simply turned and found a comfortable place to rest his head.


(@Elfangor )


---


Speaking of goblins, a moderate sized clan was making a trek of a certain dragons mountain. Not the one that shoots poisonous fire, they steered clear of that one, but the one that had knowledge of just about everything (terribly sorry, name is alluding me). But they didn't know that, else they would have stayed in the valley and braved to wolves. No, their cheif, Shiny-Finder, decided the larger then average wolves were to dangerous, and would devour all the young. So, they climbed the mountain, because every goblin knew that if they had a choice between rock slide and wolces, pick the first one.


(@Vyork Ashfin )

 

[Elfangor]

After waiting in that position for as long as he could hold his breath, Elfangor slowly, silently, oh-so-carefully got up into a crouch, and the thief peeked out from his hiding place to see that the dragon had shifted again. It wasn't facing him.


Good, now is my...





Elfangor stopped mid-thought, for before him, in a pile of ancient looking scrolls and tablets, was an enormous ruby. It alone would double the value of this job. The only problems were that this cache of treasure was very close to the dragon, the path to it was very open, and it and another hunk of rusty bits of armor were not big enough to provide good cover. To go after this gem would be suicide.


I'm going for it...





Summoning all his stealthy skills, Elfangor crept out from behind the goblets and plates, idly taking a nice necklace out of the chest, and the thief kept his eyes on the beast the whole way. 10 feet. 5 feet. He was there!


But dragons are incredible creatures, their senses very sharp. Vulcan may have smelled Elfangor, or heard him, maybe even felt his breath, but regardless the thief was caught. The fiend lifted his head, stared into the human's eyes, and roared.


Elfangor acted with reflexes honed by years of surprises. Grabbing the ruby and one of the stone tablets, he pocketed the first item and threw the other at Vulcan's triangular face. Then the thief sprinted toward the small, low opening, taking up a shield and a helmet on the way. Vulcan roared again and lunged out of the pool of lava that was his bed. Spinning around, Elfangor slung the helmet at the dragon, hoping to keep it from breathing fire at him.


Sliding into the side tunnel, the thief blocked its exit with the shield.

 

[Uroboros]

(Sorry I was away)


As Uro continued down the worn trail he heard a series of roars followed by multiple rumbles from a nearby hill. As he moved to investigate a black clad figure sprinted out of a hole in the side that Uro hadn't noticed before. The man ran in Uro's direction while looking behind him as if to see if something would follow. The man continued sprinting.....straight into Uro. " Woah there buddy, what's the rush?"


@Elfangor

 

[Elfangor]

The flight through the tight spaces of the side tunnel and then the hot air of the mineshaft was terrifying. Elfangor expected to be fried by dragonfire at any time, and he couldn't help glancing behind to see if any teeth or claws were coming his way.


Be reasonable, Vulcan couldn't come this w-





The thief slammed into a mountain, bounced back, and found that it was a man, or something alive at the very least. Then it spoke to him! The words irritated Elfangor at first, and he was about to reply with something cutting. But then the situation took charge.


"Listen, there's an angry dragon behind me. We need to run!"

 

[Soviet Panda]

Pucky that little theif had blocked the entrance, because as soon as that rat had slipped into the passage, Vulcan stuck his mouth up to it, and breathed flames. Of course, the shield blocked it, fire takes a while to get through wood. But this was an iron shield, so it didn't burn away, it threatened to melt. Turning a bright red, becoming nearly to hot to hold at the handle. To hot to bare to be close to. But he could only exhale for so long. And as soon as he couldn't go for any longer, he hurled himself out of the hole he had dug what felt like centuaries ago, searching for that theif.


(@Elfangor @Uroboros)


 

Vulcan's gaze swelt across the mounds of treasure that he had hoarded for so long. And what he saw, was nothing. Must have been a mouse. Or perhaps a goblin child was dared to touch a gold coin. That was more likey it. There was a small clan, well small for goblins, and he had munched on a few in the past. So, he simply turned and found a comfortable place to rest his head.
(@Elfangor )


---


Speaking of goblins, a moderate sized clan was making a trek of a certain dragons mountain. Not the one that shoots poisonous fire, they steered clear of that one, but the one that had knowledge of just about everything (terribly sorry, name is alluding me). But they didn't know that, else they would have stayed in the valley and braved to wolves. No, their cheif, Shiny-Finder, decided the larger then average wolves were to dangerous, and would devour all the young. So, they climbed the mountain, because every goblin knew that if they had a choice between rock slide and wolces, pick the first one.


(@Vyork Ashfin )

@Vyork Ashfin


@hisokun waiting for you and will search for it if I have to


@kira blackthorn I can come up with something for you. You can perhaps go to the village. The cheif/leader, whatever, may want to talk to you.

 

[Uroboros]

"Let's not waste time then." Uro picked up the man and slung him over his shoulder. "UNHAND ME IMMEDIATELY" yelled the man. Uro took no notice of his complaints and stormed away briskly. Once they were a ways away from the hill, Uro put the man back onto the ground and asked his name. "Elfangor, and yours?" "The name's Uroboros, but you can call me Uro."

 

[Vyork Ashfin]

(@Beowulf)


Tarvok stretched his wings and watched as large amounts of gold fell to the cave floor. He stood up and the remaining gold slid off his scales and to the floor with the rest. After standing in the same place for a few minutes, Tarvok walked to the exit of the large cave and watched as goblins slowly approached. He sighed and turned to face the mountain of gold then back to the goblins, Tarvok repeated this a few times before deciding to exit the cave. With no thought being placed into his next actions, Tarvok let out a loud roar hoping to scare the goblins off and not have to confront them.

 

[Soviet Panda]

Hearing Turvak's roar, the whole goblin tribe turned to see what had made that noise, then stood there much like a deer in the headlights. Suddenly, one goblin, it will never be known which, started to chatter in the strange goblin language, like listening to squirrles and raccoons chittering at each other with a healthy blend of gargling. And that was what seemed to break the trance, for they all began to run in random directions, but there was a method to the chaos. Shiny-Finder, in his cheiftan garb, a bird skull with some pretty feathers, was directing some goblins with a stone spear. Those goblins directed others, the apparent officers but just the friends of Shiny-Finder, these also weilding stone spears but without the flamboyant display the cheif wore. And those being directed by the officers had just wooden spears, pointy sticks were easy to make and use, were running about ignoring the orders for the most part except which way to face. Those poor goblins, and a few brave, chittered about ways to not have to directly face the dragon, and others talked about the shinies. They did not want to fight, not really. But they did not want to turn back either. One dragon just had to be bad luck, right?


(@Vyork Ashfin )

 

[Elfangor]

"OK, Uro, thanks for lift I guess, but we made a lot of noise coming here. Vulcan is coming and most likely knows where we are. I'm heading for the city. If you want to follow, go ahead. DON'T carry me though..."


Elfangor takes off sprinting. He'll have to stop to get his clothes and other supplies outside of the walls, and the guards may not let him in if they know what's coming.


That is, if I tell them...

 

[hisokun]

Buras must've have spent years in his own company, delving in loneliness like an ocean. But he's right: dragons like him are either feared or destroyed. Humans only hunt on things they don't understand, for the fear that their ignorance will soon get the best of them. But Aria isn't like that. She wants to know more of Buras; what he's capable of, what he's gone through, and the people he's known and lost. She glances at Raiku, and a message passes between them like a letter. Raiku settles on the ground, curled like a serpent. Aria follows after, folding her legs under her thighs. Maybe she hasn't run because she trusts Raiku to protect her, or maybe because Buras imposes no threat. "Why should I run, when I know you won't hurt us?" Aria says.


@Beowulf ((Sorry, I just received the notification.))

 

[Soviet Panda]

(@hisokun it do be fine. Happens to all of us.)


Buras looked at her askance. Had he told her to run? He might have, before he yanked his temper back anyway. "Because that way, you can tell people that you have spoken to me. Perhaps some goblins will worship you as a god for that. Or perhaps your people will ask you questions, and you can lie to them in my name." Then he actually thought about what he was saying. He didn't really know why he expected her to run, except that it was just what happaned. "Why don't you run?"

 

[Uroboros]

"I suppose I don't have other immediate plans... okay I'll tag along." Uro turns and charges ahead to catch up with Elfangor. As they neared the city Elfangor veered off to a large greatwood tree to the left. He picked up a bundle of supplies and clothes from behind the tree and rejoined Uro on the path. "Let me talk to the guards when we arrive. They sort of know me." said Elfangor. "Fine with me. Anyway I'm going to make the assumption that you took that gem from a dragon. I'm not sure if you know anything about dragons, but I do and it's going to come try to get it back. From the size and potential power of that gem he's going to want it and he's not going let anything stop him from getting it. Every dragon has the prized possession of its hoard and that definitely could be it. The hierarchy of dragons is often represented by the value of the centerpiece of their hoard. This dragon could be a powerful enemy."