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[PrivateNomad]

Tia gasps.

 "..The White Prince?"

[Kassire]

Ascen readies to throw rocks and airplanes while Blas readies to shoot and both try to aim at the neck.

[Rolepgeek]

"Oh, Miss Tia. Delightful to see you again; if only it had been under more fortunate circumstances. Her Highness would love to see you again. Perhaps you could accompany me back to the Court once this nuisance has been taken care of."

The man sweeps into a bow, though somehow his manner makes it clear that he believes himself better than them. Out of the rest of the shadows, other beings step out. Mostly fae, there are nearly half a dozen of them. A warlock, a naiad, a gnome, and two cait sidhe.

[PrivateNomad]

 "..That would be delightful, White Prince. However, you know that I am deathly afraid of dragons."

[Rolepgeek]

"Hmm. Yes, well in any case, it must be taken care of."

The man strides forward, and smiles. It is not a pleasant smile, even on a face such as his.
"You have a choice now. Surrender and die swiftly, or fight and allow me my fun."

[PrivateNomad]

You can not defeat me.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Miaka tilts her head at Kelpie man.
Carrick is not fooled by him. Takes more than that to fool a dead, asexual guy who can see your soul.

Elizabeth is not so immune to his charms.

[Kassire]

You can not defeat me.

"Then what can? Even gods DIE!"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

You can not defeat me.

"Then what can? Even gods DIE!"

"Even your kind dies, Dragon." Carrick notes mournfully.

[Kassire]

"His death would save many lives, and so we need to at least get him out of the area."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"I understand."

[Kassire]

"Heh, even if he does die we can extract his energies and create eggs out it."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Stop talking like he isn't there."

[Kassire]

"Or maybe make a laser, a shield would be cool, a power generator, a book that writes it self, a supercomputer, a very powerful spell,  a bomb, a HUGE building, wings of our own." Zach simply keeps on blabbers into oblivion until hes mumbling.

[Rolepgeek]

"Soon enough, he won't be."

He nods, and his companions move into position around the dragon...