Gameplay - The Dragon That Opposed an Empress

"Hail, I am looking to meet up with a group going to the capital, They said the would be on this road."

Hassan unsure how to answer. "I'm sorry I don't recall seeing you in any dust storm." Hassan scratches his head.

Hassan! I know we have changed, but not so much as you would forget me, your good friend Garth. Are you drunk again.

"You clearly are not the Garth I know!" Hassan replies with a bit of a startle. "Hehsh looks familiar and this one sounds familiar." He points to Hehsh and Monster Mavis. " But drinking I do not do while on the job!" He responds assuredly. "I complete my task!"

Heshsh will sniff Hasan's breath. Just to be sure.

Garth summons the staff from his wrist.

Can we talk for a minute, so I can refresh your memory.

"Yes yes, much to discuss." Ruby doesn't think to tell Hehsh it's her.

"Ok, I guess." Hasan relaxes a bit.

Once we are out of earshot of the orcs, Garth will explain what's going on and will give info that only friends would know.

Mavis nods along as Garth recounts event. When he’s finished Mavis rests a sympathetic hand on Hasan’s leg,
Aye. It’s only proper I tells thee that Garth’s new gaffer. T’weren’t owt personal, an’ ah’m sure tha’s chuffed t’ bits t’ hear he’s doing reet grand job, an’ all.

Somebody had to tell Hasan. It’s just unfortunate that the only person who actually thinks Garth is their leader isn’t capable of expressing the fact in comprehensible common.

Hasan Nods along understanding what happend.

"Uhmm. Ok. So off we go then it sounds?"

Hasan nods to mavis not truly understanding what she's saying. something about eating chaff and bits?

Hehsh Pat's Hasan on the back knowingly

You spend the day traveling to the hobgoblin capitol. Jutok is super annoying at first, chatting about this and that, the hobgoblin army, the terrible things he's personally done (spoken with pride, since all orcs are evil, right?). But as the orc begins to pick up Mavis' accent, rock bottom gets deeper.

Sweets seems like the nasty one. He grunts in appreciation only at the most atrocious parts of the unceasing narrative.

You refrain each other from killing them both for crimes against the universe for two reasons: one, Jutok is exaggerating their tales to impress the hobgoblins, who are renowned for their own lack of mercy, and two, Jutok is full of great information.

Mavis makes non-committal nods and grunts as she listens to their tales. Her vocabulary one of Aye?, Ooo arr? and All by thi'sen, eh lad? - all delivered in casual, uninterested tones. As they progress she scans the road ahead, as though to give the impression that an empty road is still more interesting than orcish boasts.

After some time she dismissively bursts their bragging bubble,
Aye, all reet impressive Jutok - but tha's nowt 'til tha's see'd dragon. Dragon is proper ferocious, reet nasty work is dragon. Spake up when tha's that tale to spin us.

She leaves her challenge hanging in the air like an unclaimed fart and waits for a response.

"Jutok and Sweets, we've seen a dragon, caught one even. A fierce creature it was, evil as they come, it swept from the sky and slaughtered many orcs with its breath. But it came too close and we threw a net, Sweets and I."

Sweets nods along.

"But A dragon is a strong thing, and we were swept up to the sky, holding onto the net and flapping like worms from a bird's beak. It flew up all the way to the sun, flew behind it, so hot it melted the buckles off my armor, then swooped down into the ocean. The cold depths were black as night and filled with fish as big as houses. Still we held on. Then it flapped back into the air and across the desert tearing along at the speeds of an arrow an arm length from the ground. Our boots were tore off bumping on the hard rock and still we held fast. Then it landed and Sweets sang it the sweetest lullaby and it fell asleep. So we's wrapped it up in the net and that's how we captured a dragon."

Mavis is uncertain whether this story is the truth or not.