The Quest of the Red Dragon

[Marius Derufin]

Having returned from several adventures across the realm of Avaren, Marius Derufin had finally returned to the city where everything had started for him. It was here that he first saw the destruction of the dragon and the opportunity to make an incredible profit in capturing the beast. And so he went out himself to look for it initially but he had gotten himself lost in all sorts of places since he was new to these lands, such as the jousting field and some desolate lake in the middle of the mountains. On his adventures he had met an interesting crowd of people, and he had recruited many of them to meet with him here at the Tavern.

And it was almost time for the meeting to begin. The Sun had nearly reached the highest point in the sky, and its heat was starting to annoy Marius. He was sitting by himself at a large table, with a tankard of beer close at hand. He was wearing his full suit of armor as he intened to go after the dragon immediately after the meeting had concluded, but his helmet was sitting by his side. His shrewd eyes looking around the other patrons as he tried to make out those whom he had talked to, Marius figured that they hadn't reached the bar yet and so he'd play the waiting game for awhile longer.

But then the chase would be afoot.

[Bloodwing]

The sun was high in the sky and as warm as it would get. The air was humid and sticky, but blood wing wasn't complaining. The oppressive heat was refreshing to the reptile. He would have preferred a dryer heat, but if that was the most of his discomfort there was no reason for him to burn the tavern to the ground as well, at least not yet.

At the moment he was in his human for, obviously or the scene would have been far less boring as people screamed in terror and ran to hide and/or take cover. He was in the same out fit he had been in before, red tunic, pants and shoes; all matching his crimson hair. His burning golden eyed fell on the tavern up ahead and a grin cut its way across his pale, and all too smooth face. As he neared the entrance the smell of sweat wood and alcohol reached his nose. It didn't take long to single out the one he wanted and as he searched the place his eyes fell on the knight he had talked to the previous night.

"Ah, Sir Derufin a pleasure to see you again." He said as he walked up to the table. and extended a hand in greeting. "I'd buy you a drink but it seems you already have one, might i suggest you remain sober dare we enter those mountains such heights are no place for a drunk." He said partially in jest while acting concerned for the knights health.

Let the game begin.

[Raphael London]

After contemplating moodily for hours on end, the young elven had eventually decided to show at the tavern deplicted as meeting point. He was not particularly exhilarated with the idea of joining the two on a quest he had already deemed pointless and humiliating. Yes, the other elves would certainly find it amusing that he was acting under a human, as a squire no less.

But it was something he would do, intreigued by the pair who had approached.

Entering the crowded room dressed more typically as a boy would than he had been before, Raphael pulled at the strands of leathery-black hair - trying to hide the obvious points of his ears. It was disgusting to act in such a manner, but he would have to do so if he wanted to confront this fellow villian of his actions.

Afterall, everything had to be done with a prize in reason.

Approaching the two cautiously, London bowed his head first to the knight and then to the own named Victor. "Sir, I apologise for my tardiness," he whispered quietly, casting his eyes down in as apologetic manner as he could.

[sia lee]

Sia saw her master with others so she watched from afar. she was in a priestess like cloths. her dress was split on one side and the other. she watched as a a third man showed up she sighed. she looked at the man who came first and saw he was a night from long ago.