The Dragons Lair

[CptKrAzY]

*Gets up and sits down at Dekrosna's table and pulls out a bottle and says.*

"Hey, Dekrosna. How about a drink? This one in particular. This, here, is what my friend, Death, gave to me when I was in the spirit world, waiting for my body to get repaired, again. My friend calls it Death. I don't know why he named it after himself."

*Looks at Dekrosna, who seems not to trust him.*

"If you don't trust me, then I will have to drink half of this bottle to see if it is 'trustworthy'. Then you can drink the rest of the stuff, if you're up to it."

*Drinks half of the bottle and says.*

"Whew, that is some strong stuff. Aaghh, no wonder he calls it Death. Your turn."

[Guardian White Dragon]

Dekrosna grins because the look of untrust was faked.

Dekrosna takes the bottle and chugs the rest of it in one drought.

"AHHhh now that was a good drink... not as strong as what I drink but still good. I give it about a 8.5. Now... my turn."

Dekrosna reaches beneath his black cloak and produces three things.

One a small cauldron.

two a set of vials that contain several strange liquids.

three a bottle of Dread Masters Ale.

"What I'm about to make is called Destroyer. After you drink it you'll feel like your mind, body and everything else got completely destroyed. If your not used to some strong drinks you will be passed out drunk after the first sip." Dekrsona then falls silent as he begins mixing up the drink.

Occasionally he would ask for a certain drink in the Lair. Sometimes he would even draw a potion flask out from beneath his cloak and looked at the label.

"AH ... here we go... Fear Gazers Red Eye." He poured the strange red blue liquid into the cauldron. A few hours passed and there were five to six potion flasks on the counter along with some vials that were also empty. A few bottles were there as well that were likewise empty.

Dekrosna placed five fat gold coins on the counter and poured the boiling steaming liquid in the cauldron into several specially made bottles that would be able to handle the liquid.

After pouring up the drink Dekrosna handed one bottle to the captain while taking a bottle for himself and handing a few out to the other patrons while handing some to the bar tender saying, "Keep some for later."

Dekrosna then chugged his bottle completely empty. After drinking it he gasped, choked, fell backwards, stood up, staggered, but was able to talk clearly.

"I Tellsh yous ocifer that I ain't drink." Dekrosna said clearly hallucinating yet also drunker than anything.

[CptKrAzY]

"hmm, challenging. I'll accept the offer, but before I do that, let me explain the after effects of Death. You see, anyone who hasn't yet died and met Death himself drinks this stuff, will see Death right in front of them as he takes your soul to your judgement. If you somehow survive the after effects, then Death would still hover you til it completely passes. The after effects will take a long time, so bottoms up."

*Drinks the bottle fully. Krazy starts to choke and gag but was able to keep still and hold his drink into place.*

"By the realms, that is almost as bad as Death's after effects. Wait, here it comes. Ahhhhhhhh, me heart, its burning."

*starts staggering a bit and sat down onto the chair and says.*

"That should *hic* keep the dead *hic* dead for a while. Like I *hic* said. That drink was almost *hic* as bad as *hic* Death's after effects. Since I have *hic* already died, too many *hic* times, I only felt half *hic* of the effects." *hic*

[Guardian White Dragon]

Dekronsa looks up from the counter that he had been staring at... He had managed to recover his capability to speak clearly due to being used to drinking such powerful drinks.

"Met death once. He tried to scythe me but I was able to beat him back... He didn't like the fact that I had bested him in combat. He asked why a Mortal was in his realm... Told 'em I was looking for a pair of special swords. apparently he knew of them because he did not wish to hand them over. SO he presented me with a series of trials and challenges. I survived and passed each one of them. Once I returned he finally relented and handed over the two swords I was searching for... The blades were black and the hilts bronze in color... Good swords too said they'd deal almost instant death to the one hit with them... especially if the blow bit deep into the flesh... Though out here the effect is diminished slightly."

Dekrosna fell silent after that and looked up to the ceiling but saw nothing out of the ordinary... that was when he passed out, fell backwards and through a shadow portal.

He was tossed out of the portal onto a bed inside of a cave far away from the Lair... this cave was where he actually lived with a few other dragons who were like his family.

[CptKrAzY]

"...*hic* Is that really what *hic* happened? Did you *hic* really met him." *hic*

*Death appears infront of KrAzY and sat down.*

"No, I have never met him. But the last Death did. When I listened in with his story with Death. I remembered that the other Death before me, some years ago, was pissed and restless. Now I believe the only reason he retired his job as Death and became a soul was because his love for those swords. Now before I left him, he said that he would've retired with those swords if it were not of some particular dragon. He is still moaning about those swords."

"I believe I *hic* can something about *hic* that. *hic* If I cannot *hic*, you can take Dekrosna to *hic* meet the soul. *hic*"

*Death disappears agreeing to the deal.*

"Now to return those swords, but how."

[Guardian White Dragon]

Dekrosna heard the voice of the new Death and laughed. The old Death was actually glad to have come off of the two swords knowing that they were in good hands. The old Death had been defeated and resigned his position so that he could enjoy the rest amongst other souls.

Dekrsona drew forth from his cloak the two black bladed swords and said, "These swords have served me well when I needed them... Sadly i've not had a need for them lately seeing as things tend to be peaceful around here. Meh I'll hang on to them... never know when trouble may rise up." With that last Dekrosna re-concealed the two sword beneath his cloak.

[CptKrAzY]

*Sits at table waiting. A Soul File appears infront of KrAzY. Picks up file and reads it.*

"Alright, lets see who this soul is. What the.?!?! the old Death was Dakon. Son of a gun, why did it had to be Dakon. The hero of all minor realms is the old Death! No wonder he is so upset about those swords. Why didn't Death told me about Dakon being Death. The blades Dekrosna took were the Blades of Dakon."

*orders an ale while trying to think of a way to talk to Dekrosna about Dakon.*

[Guardian White Dragon]

suddenly a loud clanging bang is heard outside alerting Dekrosna to the fact that his Dimensional train was the source of it all.

"I had better see what's going on out there." Dekrosna said getting to his feet and drawing forth a sword that burst into silver flames as he walked out the door of the Lair.

[CptKrAzY]

*Sees Dekrosna walk out of the door. A small hymn noise rings into Krazy's ear and a stone starts to glow in one of his pockets. Pulls out the glowing stone of the pocket and activates it. It revealed that Death is having trouble with the Soulilics, small annoying creatures that inhabits the land of the dead, or whatever it's called.*

*Sighs* "I better go help Death. I guess I'll have to make arrangements about this another time."

*Activates a Death portal that leads to the land of the dead. Jumps into the Death portal. The Death portal closes.*

[drazion6690]

Hey, how are you guys.

* no-one replys *

Did i miss some death portal thing?