Hastniss D'raxsiladaimanos wrote:"Huh? Clearly what's not?"T'lam T'listillit Shadowbourne wrote:"Clearly that's not what he meant."Hastniss D'raxsiladaimanos wrote:"What do you mean? He said he wanted help going down, I'm simply obliging, as is my nature."T'lam T'listillit Shadowbourne wrote:Johnny Lawrence wrote:"Wisened one, perhaps you could use your magic to lower me down safely?" Johnny suggests as he looks over the edge, then backs up and prepares to make a running jump.
Um... don't get mad, but that wasn't super specific, and given the Shadowbourne's demonstrated 'wisdom', such a request has predictable results with him...
The mojh regards Johnny quizzically, cocking its strange reptilian profile, equal parts chameleon and iguana, to a slightly uncomfortable-seeming tilt,
"Why, yes, Johnny, I would, myself, indeed, were I so to desire and acquiesce, since, as you must know, those two are not the same, but I am capable, and indeed willing, with regards to both..."
"Anyway, yes, I could do that, but that is quite a far, far, far ways down, and I'm not sure what you're going to do down there that's going to be of any particular use to us in the present enterprise in which we are so earnestly engaged, alongside these new associates..."
"Anyhoo, I'll bring you back up in a few minutes, and do be sure to tell me if you see anything interesting down there!"
Johnny begins to lower precipitously into the volcanic pipe, far below the company's current horizon of vision.
The dracha's fearsome jaws, equal parts in aspect that of a crocodile and tyrannosaurus, gape in shock at his mystical associate's pronouncement.
He quickly recovers, a slight plume of steam escaping his flared nostrils in an elegant pair of rings.
"Dragon God of Gods and Dragons! What do you think you're doing?
The dracha shakes his horned head in consternation and glides down on his immense pair of black bat wings, the pinions of which rake the night air with a slight whistle as he descends to grab hold of Johnny and deliver him to the edge of the volcanic shelf on which rests the fortress of the pale white skinned creatures and their victim.