Perhaps it might be another case of a cursed priestess and an angry god... Not too far from what we've already faced.
[ The Intoner paused a moment, mulling over the idea of hunting down whatever dragon or dragons had attacked these people. The only way to kill an Intoner was with something of a dragon, their flame or fangs. Once, she had taken a fang from her dear Gabriella, a fang she had carved a sword meant to kill Zero... And now she was to hunt them down. To put herself in harms way. To risk death once more.
Her gaze shifted to the other hero, briefly looking him over. She knew she could trust him, that he was relatively easy to work with. But should these dragons feel the same kind of desire to eliminate the Flower, would he be of any help? ]
Let us hope that this doesn't get us cursed as well.
[ Stalling. No matter what she told herself, she was well aware that she was stalling for time. That she was uncertain of what was to come. And the longer they stalled, the more harm would come to these people. She lifted a hand to the broach she had recently gained with the promotion in rank. Gloved fingers traced the serpent skull.
They needed to get moving. To start hunting these blasted creatures. With that in mind, One began to turn her gaze to the remains of the farming village. If she guessed right, depending on which buildings were burned the least, that would lead to where it took off. In her experience with dragons, they often stopped breathing fire as they took to the air. ]
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[ The Intoner paused a moment, mulling over the idea of hunting down whatever dragon or dragons had attacked these people. The only way to kill an Intoner was with something of a dragon, their flame or fangs. Once, she had taken a fang from her dear Gabriella, a fang she had carved a sword meant to kill Zero... And now she was to hunt them down. To put herself in harms way. To risk death once more.
Her gaze shifted to the other hero, briefly looking him over. She knew she could trust him, that he was relatively easy to work with. But should these dragons feel the same kind of desire to eliminate the Flower, would he be of any help? ]
Let us hope that this doesn't get us cursed as well.
[ Stalling. No matter what she told herself, she was well aware that she was stalling for time. That she was uncertain of what was to come. And the longer they stalled, the more harm would come to these people. She lifted a hand to the broach she had recently gained with the promotion in rank. Gloved fingers traced the serpent skull.
They needed to get moving. To start hunting these blasted creatures. With that in mind, One began to turn her gaze to the remains of the farming village. If she guessed right, depending on which buildings were burned the least, that would lead to where it took off. In her experience with dragons, they often stopped breathing fire as they took to the air. ]