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Post by Namari Lovelle on Oct 21, 2011 18:03:28 GMT -5
Namari grinned, growing excited again. "I could distract it I suppose. What do dragons hate? Because I could do what it hates so it ignores you two and goes after me."
Roland wasn't sure what to say, he thought he knew about dragons, but evidently he had learned incorrectly. "Ok Steele, so whats the official plan?" he asks.
"Alreet tings' dragoons hate thee most' tis' sound, ye make enough noise nd' ye'll throw it off. Nother' thing be pain in thee sensitive spots, like thee eyes. Rather than chargin' it straight on ye need ti' throw off its senses so ye get thee advantage. Si we've covered throwin' off thee flight, sight nd' hearin' last but certainly not least, ye need ti' throw off its sense of smell. If it can't till thee difference between ye nd' itself it'll be a sittin' duck. If ye two dee all this correctly than ye'll be back in toon with yer pockets filled with treasure in no time." Steele advised.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Namari Lovelle on Oct 22, 2011 22:07:11 GMT -5
"That's all fine and dandy, Steele, but how do you suppose we throw off its hearing, sight and smell?" Namari asked. She figured it would be difficult to pull off throwing off any of those senses.
"Well, we could set up a trap?" he suggested. Roland opened his meat sack, he always brought much moe than he needed when he went out exploring. "we could build a decoy that the dragon would eat." Roland walks over to a large group of mushrooms that he knew if eaten would cause a high. "We but a bunch of these in the mix and it would have to be dazed for at least a while." he explains.
"Tis' perfect hinny. Well first we'll need ti attack its flight. We can't have it gettin' thee advantage on us. Jus' pry open thee wings er' tail nd' tear through it but be warned, ye do that nd' thee bloody thing ill' be star cravin' mad. Ye can throw off thee hearin' with explosives er lots nd' lots of noise ti' at least slow it doon. Finally thee sight, I think' we all know how ti do that, Smoke er' blunt force." He says. "As fir' thee sense of smell.....well i'd really not be apart of that.....it's moor' than drastic." They pass the carcasses of animals and some humans.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
"What if we just attaching the wings together? Like by tie them up or something?" Roland suggested, he walks over to a human carcass and picks up there helmet. He dusts it off before putting it on, "Rather not get knocked out at the beginning." he chuckles.
Post by Namari Lovelle on Oct 23, 2011 15:50:45 GMT -5
Namari chuckled, tieing back her hair. "That might work. What would we tie the wings with that would be strong enough to do that, though?" She asked, silently pulling out her claymore.
"Aye enough standard rope in' thee right position' nd' then thee tin'g will be completely immobilized." Steele says getting amped up. "Alreet I hope yer' all ready." He says stopping. The dragons roar is heard nearby. "From thee look of tings' we have aboot fourty seconds." He says getting all fours.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Namari Lovelle on Oct 23, 2011 17:04:52 GMT -5
Namari sighed, pouting. "Too late for second thought's now, ehh?" she shrugged, chuckling. She grabbed her sword with both hands, "Just tell me specifically what I do, and I'll be good."
Roland stopped assembling his decoy, 'This will have to do,' he thought. He ran and slid under a nearby bush. He put the helmet he had taken from the corpse and shoved it onto of what could, if you squinted you eyes, looked like a head on the meat dummy. He let it stick out slightly, to make it look like a hiding soldier. He took one last glance at it before getting up and running out of the bushes, spear in hand slightly spinning it. He constantly check around for signs of the beast.
'Smoke...smoke, what could I burn?' Roland thought as he used his free hand to pull out his flint and small flask of beer from his sack. 'Everything looks slightly wet in this marsh' he thought, slightly frustrated.
As he was searching he keep coming arcoss dead things. He then got a great idea. "Namari! Steele! Rub yourselves with the dead carcasses, its smell will make it think you're rotting flesh!" he yells to the two.
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"Aye tis' not so bad." Steele says running over and rubbing himself with the carcass. "Aye jus' smells like rottin' eggs nd' sour milk believe me I've smelled worse. Would ye rather be a smelly elf er' a dead one?" Steele jokes. "Tis better than what I had planed' too."
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Namari Lovelle on Oct 23, 2011 21:19:02 GMT -5
"A dead elf...definitely a dead one." Squinting her nose as she rubbed the dead bodies on herself, she asked, "So why are we doing this again? And might I ask ahain, what am I suppost to be doing?"
Roland cut up the body of a dead bear and wore it as a cloak for a moment before taking it off and continuing to find something to burn. "Ya Steele what should we do?"
"Kay' we only have one shot at an accurate ambush attack thee moment it goes fir thee decoy. We should use thee time ti tie it up er take away it's sight. Tis' really up ti ye' two which one we do, just remember once ye do one, tis goin' ti throw a massive radge so look out." The earth shakes as the great dragon's steps draw near. "Roland I need ye ti cast the rope if yer goin ti' tie it, Namari if yer goin' ti blind it, be prepared ti put that Claymoor' in its eye."
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Roland was able to scavenge a chain off of one of the dead bodies. 'How lucky is this!' he thought. he began to attach it to his spear. "Alright Steele I'll be able to throw my spear and puncture the wings of the dragon, hopefully they go all the way through."
Post by Namari Lovelle on Oct 24, 2011 14:45:46 GMT -5
Namari smirked, "I'll definitely be able to blind it. Both would be a smart thing to do, although as soon as we do one it will be harder to do the other. Roland, you should take away it's wings before I blind it."