Sick Day

[Phillis Von Christ]

Phillis nodded. He didn't have the energy to disagree with the boy. " I suppose so." he said, as he lay back down. He coughed gently. "Don't forget to get Namari later, okay?"

[Jordan Hielo]

"I will." Dante smiled. He walked to the door and waved to the man, "I love you. I'll come visit you soon. Sleep well!"

[dragoon01]

Dadramora had just gotten into the castle, and followed the scent of sickness that the air reeked of. He came to a door, and saw a boy walk out. Dadramora peered around the door, and saw a man of what looked to be noble birth. He walked in. "Who're you?"

[Phillis Von Christ]

Phillis looked at the man, he raised an eyebrow. "Better yet, who are you and why are you here?"

[dragoon01]

"That's rude of you. I asked first, and I will answer you when you answer me." Dadramora said, growing frustrated.

[Phillis Von Christ]

"Oh, I'm sorry. You storm into my room, demand questions from me and I must sit here and not wonder who the hell you are. You're an intruder and I demand you to leave immediately." Phillis yelled back. He was not impressed by whomever this was. He coughed into his sleeve.

[dragoon01]

"I didn't barge in at all. The door was already open, and I asked a friendly question. Are you sick? I mean you no harm."

[Phillis Von Christ]

Phillis sighed. " I am very obviously sick, and now I'm very irritated. Please state your name and business with me. And make it quick."

[dragoon01]

Dadramora stopped playing around. "You are the king of Avaleur. I am Dadramora. Tell me, is it true that you have a golden dragon?"

[dragoon01]

Dadramora stopped playing around. "You are the king of Avaleur. I am Dadramora. Tell me, is it true that you have a golden dragon?"

[Phillis Von Christ]

"How did you get in here?" Phillis asked, ignoring his question. "As you said, I am the king. What you are doing right now, breaking and entering, is against the law." He coughed again.

[dragoon01]

Annoyed, Dadramora started talking again. "Do you have a golden dragon or not? If you answer my question I could make that annoying cough go away for a few hours."

[Phillis Von Christ]

"I would be more pleased if you left immediately." Phillis smirked, sounding bitchy. " And I never want to see your face barging into my castle again, unless it's an actual emergency."

[dragoon01]

Dadramora burst. "You're such a stubborn little brat for a king. Just like most nobility. I am all that is stopping your kingdom from being torn apart piece by piece by a bloodthirsty god! I don't care what you do after I'm gone or dead, but will you please just induldge me or do you want to indulge a huge black dragon capable of crushing half of the Knights of Avaleur without effort?! Choose, your highness." He said that last sentence sarcastically, looking at the sick and fragile man in front of him in disgust.

[Phillis Von Christ]

Phillis raised an eyebrow. "Are you really so disgusting that you would break into a sick kings room and yell at him? Honestly, and you call me a brat. I've never met someone so daft before." he said, he got out of the bed. He felt dizzy, he really shouldn't be out of bed. He quickly put on a robe, walked past Dadramora and out of the room. "Who in the name of Almora let you in? I ought to give them a piece of my mind."

[dragoon01]

"I let myself in. There are no knights here that could stop me if I really wanted to get in. Now why won't you answer me? I need to know if you have a golden dragon or not. I'll show you the future of Avaleur if you don't."

[Phillis Von Christ]

"I have no interest in that right now. You need to get out, now. Learn some respect." Phillis said, rolling his eyes. He walked further, trying to keep his balance as he looked for someone to get rid of him.

[dragoon01]

Dadramora gently grabbed the king and pulled him back into the room. "Watch carefully." Dadramora grabbed the gem around his neck, said something incoherently, then sprouted his wings and tail. He kept them near his body so as not to destroy something in the room. They were dragon wings, red blue, and violet in color. He laid his hand on the king's head, then magically transferred images into his mind. Images of his home, Isiolde, during the war. Blood and fighting everywhere, death in everybody's minds. Fear, hate, chaos. Pain of the body, pain of the mind. He showed the king Goria, showed him how he eliminates leagues of land without effort. He showed him the power of the Fiin, showed him a battle between dragons. One of those dragons was golden in his scale color, and then released his hand. "Your kingdom will become ash and ruin before your very eyes. Do. You. Have. A. Golden. Dragon?" He asked again, very calm. He waved his hand and let a current of magic flow over the king. "That should stop the coughing and the weakness in your limbs for a few hours."

[Phillis Von Christ]

Phillis looked at Dadramora for a split moment and then smiled lightly. "Leave. Now. Come back some other time, I don't care. Just leave." he demanded, as if he hadn't seen a thing.

[dragoon01]

"What kind of a king doesn't care about his kingdom? You... you are the last one I will attempt to save... I honestly hope that you die first, or die last. When you learn to care, meet me in the marshlands." Dadramora said. He muttered something under his breath, then snapped from the kings bedroom.