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Lord P comes to rest on the Dragons head.

"Ill tell ye why Dragons are greedy for gold shall I. Ye see they need it to grow. The bigger the pile they have the bigger they can get. Is that not right me fella me lado. "

He says to the dragon.

"Now I just know a place where there is more gems and fine thing for the likes of you than any mortal pit or cave. Where you can grow to become a Legend. This here is a one time offer from no less than the king under the hill himself so it is. Come with me to the lands of never dying. The real of song and dream, with your wealth, and I will add to it. Yes I will, I have gems and coin to make it bigger. and so you yourself. I ask only that you let the morals pass. To do what mortals go. So what say you great Dragon? Will you stay here for the Champions of the one gods to come seek you out and, in holy delusion track you down. Or will you come with me, to a land that cherishes you and see in you the great dragon that you are?"

He waits to hear what the Dragon says.

The dragon listens shrewdly to wee Lord Perpireen's proposal, and seems to be trying to stare into the little fey's eyes to detect if this be a fairy trick of some kind...

You say you want me to go to a different realm, where I would be treated with the respect and admiration due a creature of my cunning, cleverness, and ferocity? And that I would not only be able to take my current hoard with me, but greater riches will be heaped upon my bed by fairy kind? Hmmmm... Your offer is intriguing... Will I have servants? Pets? Livestock to ruin and raid?

Johann is disappointed that this dragon seems to have so little gold, and perhaps it is best to just move on.

But Mwikali's gaze goes toward a skeleton of a human, and Johann is reminded that this is an evil beast, that will continue to plague to region unless something is done.

He prepares to strike. It is no less than what a hero must do.

Sense Motive 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14...

Azulamortiss doesn't seem to notice that Cobra Johann and Mwikali are prepared to fight in spite of the parley...

Mwikali looks at the body then the dragon.

** spoiler omitted ** She asks as she looks at the lizard with her eyes narrow wanting the truth which she doubted.

What!? Canary People!? Probably... I don't bother to ask them what tribe they align themselves with... They're all just meat to me...

A dragon with nothing to offer? I don't think so...

I think he is lying, and has plenty. Johann very much does not want to simply walk away from a treasure hoard. We came here to get treasure, and this is an evil monster.[/ooc]

Bluff 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (14) + 19 = 33

Narp... I'm an adolescent dragon, so my hoard is meager so far...

Lol! It would seem this poor dragon speaks true...

"Because the fate of the world hinges upon us; to defeat Nero and the minions of the Enemy before they flood the world with evil. Even you would not enjoy such a world as the Antichrist and his unholy father would unleash. It is not merely a problem for the civilizations under God's domain but every creature living in it."

"We ask only for what we need to outfit ourselves for battle, and to continue deeper into the mines. I have no interest in glittering trinkets, gold or jewels or any such. If you have any magical protective items to spare for our group, I would gladly accept your donation. If you do not, I would like to merely press forward, to see what other treasures lie within the mines."

[dice=Diplomacy]1d20+19

The young adult dragon senses Alphonse's power and confidence, and that of his companions, and is cowed...

Well! The insolence!... I have nothing to offer you, audacious paladin, except a promise not to hinder your explorations and plundering of King Solomon's Mines... so long as you keep your greedy gauntlets off of MY hoard!

Speak, then, trespassers! Tell me why I shouldn't fry you in your metal armor and dine upon your sizzled flesh?

Will Save [dice=will]1d20+6+2

Ihrin shivers and clenchs her hilts tight but steadies herself to keep hidden.

[dice=Stealth]1d20+17

Ihrin feels the icy grip of fear clutching her spine as she looks upon the blue dragon... unless shes within 20 ft of Alphonse...

Awakened by the clanking armor and greeting of Alphonse Veritas, the dragon snaps its yellow eyes open and raises its head from the glittering hoard...

What's this? Visitors? A rare occurrence, indeed... You must be very foolish... or very desperate... Why did you not simply strike at me while I slept? You must be weak... And you seek to parley?

Frightful presence, Will DC 19... unless you are within 20 feet of Alphonse, in his fearless aura...

Anyone else entering the cavern must roll Stealth vs DC 17 or awaken the sleeping dragon!

Perception with -10 penalty for sleeping vs PCs' Stealth checks 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17...

Cobra Johann slithers like a silent shadow into the dragon's lair, followed by the nearly invisible and quiet-as-a-vampire Lady Dracula....

They see the blue dragon, huge as a barn, coiled upon the glittering hoard... snoring... ZZZZZ....ZZZZZ....gold...

In its lair, Azulamortiss, young adult male blue dragon, slumber in a post-feast torpor, having consumed several wildebeests on the African plain a few days ago... The sky-blue dragon snores and occasionally twitches as it dreams of wealth, storms, and conquest...

*ZZZZZZZ....ZZZZZZ....ZZZZZZZ....ZZZZZ...* gold...*ZZZZZZ....ZZZZZ...* power...

Coiled around the top of the heap of treasure is a blue-scaled, winged dragon, its scales the blue of a desert sky... The dragon slumbers in post-feasting torpor, judging by the blood and bones scattered around the hoard...

Perception while sleeping 1d20 ⇒ 13 fails to beat the Stealth rolls of Cobra Johann or Ihrin...