Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28439145-20171003004547/@comment-27070860-20171007203515

"IDIOT~! THEY WOULDN'T STUFF THE AMULET DOWN HIS THROAT~! THEY TOOK IT WITH THEM, DON'T~- ZIOS, LATTE GET YOUR CLAWS OUT OF THERE~!" exclaimed Raika as she pulled on the god dragon's ankle. Latte was ripping apart the already dead agent's throat, searching for the so-called power amulet.

Essca watched from afar, trying not to gag at the disgusting guts that were now spilling out of Mari's warrior. This was why they lived in isolation in the middle of the sandy desert. There wasn’t any blood for Raika or Latte to spill.

Essca themselves didn't have a 'bloody' power, since all they did was extract the blood and moisture from someone else's body. But afterwards they always felt disgusting, having someone else's blood pulsing through their veins- the simple thought sends shivers down their spine. This was their own body, they won't let someone else's blood inside.

Essca looked away from the disgusting mess of a frustrated god dragon and screaming hero reptile.

"Essca~!" called the feathered dragon, making the sand monster look over, flinching at the bloody grass and trees surrounding Latte.

"Let's go to one of the nearby camp-cult thingies, one of them probably looted the guy~" Raika explained, as Essca nodded absently, waiting for her to point them in the right direction. He paused for a moment, looking over at Latte. He narrowed his eyes and stared down his apprentice.

"Latte, wash yourself and have some damned dignity before entering someone else's territory. There was a small stream a while back, you aren't something pretty to look at right now" Essca announced.

"Sorry Essca. I'll... Yeah, I'll wash myself off in the stream. I'll be right back" Latte announced, flustered and ashamed for letting himself get too loose.

Essca stared in horror as the younger dragon jumping into the bushes, nowhere to be seen.

"ALAS! RAIKA, LATTE WILL GET LOST, GO AFTER HIM!" the drought dragon panicked, before a claw latched itself into their shoulder, holding them still.

"Chill old man, you can literally see the stream from here, no need to run~. The rascal has a better sense of direction then your sorry tail would have any day~" Raika’s sing-song voice reassured Essca.

“Stop calling me old, I’m just a few years older than you! Besides- I’m not even a man, just- let’s just go.” Raika laughed, saying something about Essca not having any ‘sense of humour’.

The two made their way after Latte, before taking a seat by the stream and watching the other dragon wash off the blood and guts from their scales.

If they're going to go hunting for the amulet, they better start soon before someone sells it. None of them want to go searching the world for ages just because they were to slow to find he stupid thing, when they litteraly had it served to them on a silver plate.