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"A fire gecko?! That is quick interesting." Roland hadn't seen many animals that were so cool, he only knew of dragons, and normal animals of course. "Avaleur sure as many things that Tetra does not." he wiped the dragon's blood from his face before adding, "So Steele would you like to lead the way to the den."
Post by Namari Lovelle on Oct 30, 2011 15:45:18 GMT -5
"If there is an egg, no way in hell am I selling it." she pouted. "But yes, Peter doesnt have any little creature friends. Having one would be pretty funny," She smiled.
"Tat is' until he starts clampin' down on yer leg." Steele joked. He was happy this fight didn't kill anyone and the Marsh was a little bit safer now. "Thee den is tis' way." Steele points North. "Ye can till by thee giant footprints nd' absolute silence. We should be safe from here on there' unless there be another one.....but I'm sure there's not."
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Namari Lovelle on Oct 30, 2011 15:53:16 GMT -5
Namari nodded, walking towards that way. "Hey, dragon's arent that hard to tame as long as you've the blood in you. Did you know my ansestors kept dragons as pets, and companions? Some of my relatives still do. Pure elves were known for that."
"Wow, dragon riders. We had a few in Tetra, they are the most feared of all our soldiers." he said as he walked behind Steele. "They go through their tantrums though."
"Aye." Steele replied. "Nay long now. He climbed up a steep hill that led just above the marsh. The air around was still foggy and misty but you could see all of the marsh from on top. "Tis' there." He says pointing across to a deep pit filled with items, both shiny AND rare.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
"Wow!" Roland looked down at the shinning and ancient items. "I do hope I find a shield in there. I was knocked around enough to understand I need s better defense."
Roland began to search through the treasure. There was certainly a lot, and he was able to find a few shields to choose from. He began to make a pile. 'I'll decide at the end what to take.' he told himself.
Steele sniffed through the treasure collecting everything valuable his paws could carry. He looked like a kid in a candy store. He looked around at Namari and Roland. They sure had their OWN ideas of treasure. Steele chuckled. "Now what are ye lads doin'? Ye have a whole hoard here nd' yer lookin fir' scraps?"
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Roland walked back to his pile with a hand full of shields. He picked one up and tossed it to the side. He made two piles and repeated the process till he had only two.
He held them both up.Hmmm, which one do I like better. he tossed the one in his right hand away and strapped the other one onto his back. He smiled, It even matches! he thought to himself.
He turned and looked at Namari, "I do believe it looks different depending on the dragon."
"Thee bonny lad tis' rite'. Thee light dragoon would have a golden colared' egg. Thee size of yer' head." Steele put on as much gold as he could. "Who knew tis' thin' had a gift fir' gold makin'? Nd' twas' a complet HOARDER!" He says happily.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Roland was interested by Steele's statement, "You mean the dragon MADE all this stuff?" he said astonished. He too had started collecting some gold artifacts.
"Aye, thing's breathe can splice otha's inti' gold. Say ye were caught tin' its beam, we'll besides burnin' ti' death ye'd be coated in solid gold." He shrugged.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."