>>6032895You place a hand on her shoulder and raise your eyebrow causing her to correct herself, “I-i mean we should sneak up on it,” You nod and lead the way through the brush until you stumble upon a little creak going through the forest.
There a blue draconic creature drinks. It’s rather large and has plenty of scars along its body, a sign of age for this type of creature. Though it is rather strange that it’s gotten a fair share of them here, drakes are invasive in this area, having been brought by the noble house governing the region before Hyland and have faced little competition in the Highlands. Perhaps their population has gotten worse than initially recorded? You and your party watch the creature for a while before another, smaller one, comes through the brush and drinks with its mate? From their body language, they seem like a breeding pair though you aren’t certain. Nevertheless, you wait until they are both thoroughly distracted before you nod to the Hero and he gives the order to attack.
It would be foolish to describe what happens next as a battle. The party initially intended to simply rush the beast when they picked up the quest but after a stern lecture on why that’s a bad idea and a discussion on drake’s habits you managed to format a decent enough plan. It involves plenty of arrows, gunshots, magic, and a little swordplay. You left the smaller drake to the party while you took on the larger one yourself. It was kind of refreshing to fight such an easy battle.
The party however looks wide-eyed at you when you turn to them, you’d ask why before the priestess hands you a towel and points you in the direction of the nearby loch. Ah, it’d seem you’re covered in blood. You really need to develop a different fighting style one of these days instead of what just comes naturally. You instruct the hopefuls to search for an egg clutch nearby and to dispose of it as you go to wash off.
Though as you step out of the treeline and onto the beach you see a familiar cabin. It’s not even abandoned like you thought it would be. You wonder if he still lives there or if he even found what he wanted, the perverted bastard.
You decide to
>Walk towards the cabin, your curiosity overcoming you>Wash off and return to the Holy Hopefuls>[Write-in] 