01-04-2021, 10:25 PM
FIRE AND "BRYMSTONE"
It felt good to have victory underneath his paws. Their paws. Everyone has done their part and frankly he also had Vale to thank. Without them knowing about the travesty that was befalling the Typhoon they would have never had the chance. As the ships came into port the Dragon felt jolly. The belly of their ships filled with the goods they had stolen from the Typhoon and frankly he was hoping to do more like this. Stealing and pillaging was their namesake after all. What they did best, rather under the cover of night or taking when their enemies were distracted by other affairs. The ships creaked and groaned with his steps as he disembarked from them, other Ironfolk beginning to unload the many bags and sacks that had been taken. If only they had an Alchemist. Then they could really get the full use out of these herbs. But he supposed what knowledge they had that it would do. Clearing his throat a bit he turned to look at everyone as they worked before lightly thumping his skeletal scorpion tail against the ground for attention.
"Ironfolk! We claim a nice victory today. We stole from the Typhoon during their little rebellion and rather they won or not they will surely be hurt. With their herbs ransacked I'm sure it will take them much longer to recover. Too bad for them. Now we can put all of this to good use for ourselves. I commend everyone that partook in the pillaging!" A roaring chorus sounded out for their victory and playful shouts as the skeletal faced King turned away. As a bag was light dropped on the ground he walked over to it, tilting his head as he nudged it here and there. Eerie purple blue eye orbs grew curious as he stared before he slowly opened the bag and well shit. If his eyes could have widened he would have surely done so. There was a child in this bag and the beast snickered a little in mere surprise. "Well, what do we have here?"
"Ironfolk! We claim a nice victory today. We stole from the Typhoon during their little rebellion and rather they won or not they will surely be hurt. With their herbs ransacked I'm sure it will take them much longer to recover. Too bad for them. Now we can put all of this to good use for ourselves. I commend everyone that partook in the pillaging!" A roaring chorus sounded out for their victory and playful shouts as the skeletal faced King turned away. As a bag was light dropped on the ground he walked over to it, tilting his head as he nudged it here and there. Eerie purple blue eye orbs grew curious as he stared before he slowly opened the bag and well shit. If his eyes could have widened he would have surely done so. There was a child in this bag and the beast snickered a little in mere surprise. "Well, what do we have here?"
AND I'M BACK TO MY WAYS, CAUSE I'M HEARTLESS
SEVEN YEARS I BEEN SWIMMING WITH THE SHARKS NOW
SEVEN YEARS I BEEN SWIMMING WITH THE SHARKS NOW