Hoarce sighed as his horse moved through the crowd of people. They haven't even begun the mission and he arleady lost the princess. He was expecting to be guarding a son not a duaghter but when has life not thrown him a suprise. He looked about the crowd but couldn't seem to find her. Hopefully he would clamp down on her at the tavern, he was close now and could see the sign.
Finally, she found the tavern and marched in, drawing the attention of several. She came up to the table where everyone was gathered and rested her hands on it, leaning forward and down so she was eye to eye with Bronze. "Hello coward. Haven't seen you since I was a 'hatchling'. Miss me Uncle?"
Bronze growled low in his throat, tail flicking far worse than Anton ever brought on. "I don't have time to babysit you, Sapphire. I certainly didn't agree to have you along."
Fire scoffed. "I'm the princess, you don't have a say in this. And anyway, you don't have to babysit me. Father already arranged that." She wrinkled her nose. "A Dragon Knight."
Septimus watched the new dragon approach and address Bronze. He kept quite as he watched their small argument. He had a feeling that this mission was going to be more interesting than he had first thought.
The tall knight dismounted his horse and looked at the tavern. It wasn't much but it was place to meet in the least. Shrugging he went inside and got the tail end of the agrument. He frowned, seeing the princess's nose wrinkled as she said his job disciption. she obviously wasn't to happy with this idea but he could tell that when she left him. He stroded over to tabel seeing the large group that was going. He made a small salute to Bronze realizing that what he been told was more true then he could have imagened.
"I am the Dragon knight," He said giving a side look at the princess, "Her unfortunate guard. Prince Horace is my name, though I have a feeling Pricess Sapphire won't call be by it."
Watched the girl stride in and talk to Bronze. She stood and lowered her head growling. She was the loyal kind and wouldn't stand to see the leader called a coward. No, she didn't know Bronze but the kind had picked him as leader. She trust the king with her whole heart so she would trust Bronze in the same mannor.
Silver watched the small fight with disintrest. Obviously the two knew each other and had hatred between them. All he ad to care about was if they got into a fight, 'cause that would end badly and he would have to patch them both up.
Ven backed away slowly, not wanting to be in the middle of the arguemeng. Anton however grinned. "Well, hello there miss, who are you?" He flashed a pointed tooth smile.
Sapphire shot Fox a warning look. "You don't growl at a dragon unless you want to be her lunch." She warned. "You'll show me with respect." She growled, scales rippling over her skin as she went into her scaly state.
"If you don't behave yourself, Fire, I'm sending you home." Bronze warned in a calm tone.
That shut the princess right up and she sat with a huff. "No fun..." She muttered, before looking up at Horace. "I think I'd prefer to call you by a name more like worthless or tag-along." She looked at Anton. "Isn't it obvious, bloodsucker? I'm Sapphire Goldenscale, princess of the dragons.
Mist came back and sighed. "Everyone here yet?" He asked.
"Enough for introductions." Bronze replied. "Everyone, listen up. I'm only going through the names and positions once." He cleared his throat. "I'm Bronze, your leader." He gestured to each person as he introduced them. "Stone, holding knowledge about the forest and about Midnight Castle. She'll double as our third fighter. Mist, one of our stealth. Vendethiel, a hunter. Fox, another hunter. Anton, second in command. Ryder, stealth. Silversmile, healer. Sapphire, a fighter. And Horace, also a fighter." He finished and sat back.
Ven waved a bit and stared at the floor, standing awkwardly in the middle of the room with her drink. She toyed with her earring silently, shifting. Anton stood and grinned. "Pleasure to meet you all. Ladies especially."
Silversmile waved slightly taking a sip of his drink. He also mentaly went through the list about five times. He could tell what speices everyone was, that was easy when you heal alot of creatures. He rested his chin on the back of the chair closing his eyes to think.
Fox laid back down watching the woman with slitted eyes. She didn't care if Sapphire was the queen of the world, Fox was here to follow Bronze and no one else. She would gladly fight a little princess if it meant making her realize Bronze was leader.
Horace sighed as the princess said the most obnoxious names. Why couldn't it have been a male dragon he got stuck guarding. As Bronze described him as a fighter he nodded.
"I will gladly fight with you and for you," He said glaring at the vampire. "But I will protect the pricess first, and that includes members from the team."
Horace rested his hand on his long sword, gently gripping the handel. He always felt safer with his hand on the hilt of his sword.
Septimus just nodded and took one last swig of his drink and set his mug down gently. He grabbed his staff from where it had been leaning on the table and took a firm grip upon it.
He carefully watched everyone. Quickly judging who he could trust and not- even if they wer all on the same side. So far the vampire and the girl dragon didn't impress him too much.
Bronze stood, finishing off his drink. "Well, everyone's here. Everyone's introduced, and everyone know's our mission. Time to head out. If you have any questions save them till we're beyond unwanted ears."
Using his tail, he picked up a bag he had beside his chair on the floor and lifted it into his hand before moving it onto his shoulder. He pulled out a sack of coins to pay for everyone and tossed it to the bartender. "Horses and supplies are being provided by the king. We'll pick them up on our way out of the city. If you any business here, I suggest you take care of it swiftly, otherwise, you can follow me or wait outside the gate."
Stone stood quickly and padded toward the door. "I'll be outside the gate." She said briskly. She opened the door pretty easily, being very good with doors, actually. She cast Fox a smug look when she gracefully landed on all fours again instead of falling like she did.
Fire rolled her eyes. "I'm going for a flight." She muttered. At least then Horace couldn't follow her. Of course, she wasn't aware of the letter her father had sent Horace, giving him permission to ride her, whether she wanted him to or not. And if she didn't comply, with that rule as well as several rules written in the letter, she was to be sent home.
Mist had logged everyone by name, position, and species into his mind, making note of which ones to trust and which ones to watch for. He chose not to speak, but the idea of having to keep up with all these bigger folk walking through town didn't appeal to him. Going with the loner wasn't very appealing either. He felt his size put him at a disadvantage altogether. Another problem was that he couldn't ride horses. The closest he ever came to that was riding a tame wolf...
"Hey, er, fox?" Mist said, weaving around people so he was right next to her and didn't have to speak very loud. "I don't suppose...you could do me a favor...?"
Silversmile didn't say a thing realzing he had a few provisions to get himself as a healer. He slipped out the way he came in, out the back. He quickly began looking through the streets finding shops that might hold the things he needed.
Fox stood, shaking to puff up her fur. She gave a slight yawn as she noticed Stone's grace with the door. Fox simply rolled her eyes, she wasn't going to get mad at that. She wasn't the most gracefull but she had to most skillful trates as a tame wolf.
Fox realzed that Mist had come near. As he asked for a favor she was tempted to deny him but that wouldn't make any friends.
"Depends on the favor," she answered mist in a warm voice.
"I will be staying with the pricess," Horace said giving her a smug smile.
Thought I rather do anything else but that he thought holding his smile. He knew that this trip was going to be long if Sapphire and him weren't ever going to get along but how can he change her mind about him. He wasn't going to baby her, just protect her.
Horace heard Sapphire mention flying and gave a light laugh.
"This will be my first time riding a dragon," Horace said gently tugging on his gloves to pull them on tighter.
Mist looked down. "I can't ride horses, and I'm not as swift on my feet as everyone else can be. I mean I am as swift, but I don't have the stamina to keep up. My point is...I'll slow everyone down if I don't come up with a sollution. There was a tame wolf pack that would sometimes visit my people. I befriended a wolf once...and he'd let me ride on his back. You can say no, but i was just wondering if maybe you'd be so kind as to help me."
"No way in H*ll are you riding me!" Fire snapped at Horace. "Who died and gave you right to even THINK you had the extreme honor of being allowed to ride ME?!"
Fox gave a wolf kind fo smile, he was so polite. She sized him up debating weather she could hold him. Her fur made up most of her body mass but it was warm. Nodding she realized he could ride hear esaily. She laid back down perking her ears.
"I am not to proud to where I would not let a companion not ride me." Fox said in the most seriouse tone then added a little jokingly, "just don't pull out my fur.
Horace was a little taken back by the dragon's tone. Grumbling he started to pat himself down looking for the letter and made quite a show of it. Finally he gave an 'aww' face and pulled out the thin tan partchment.
"A letter from your dad," Horace said holding it open for her but not letting her have it. "I have all right to ride you and a few other rules, if you don't comply I get to drag your tail home!" He folded up the paper and put it back in its place. "Though he isn't dead but that is who gave me the right to THINK about riding you."
Mist smiled and nodded. "Thank you! And don't worry, I won't hurt you or anything." He felt so relieved. He thought he might have to ask the other wolf, but he felt he had less chance of Stone saying yes than Fox.
Fire's jaw dropped in disbelief. She crossed her arms and huffed. "Then I guess no flying." She muttered bitterly.
Septimus followed after the others. He grabbed his' horse's reigns from the small post he had tied it too and got on him. His horse was jet black with a white stocking on it's front right hoof and a small strip of white in it's main.
"Are you ready, Ebony?" he patted her neck lovingly and she neighed softly.
Fox motioned twoards the door, "We'll get outside then you can get on my back."
Fox stood and padded to the door. She sat down next to it warpping her tail around her so it laid on her feet.
Silver now had a small satchel that held varying ingredients and small flasks for any herb he would find in the wild. As he headed out of town, he stopped near a tree and pulled off his shirt. He felt the air against his skin and sighed in pleassure. He whipped the sweat off his body with the shirt and then put it in the satchel. Taking one last look at the town, he headed up the road to the castel, running along the path with ease.
Horace shrugged giving her a smile. "The obviously you will ride with me on my pony," he said gesturing to the door, "Ladies first."
He guessed she wasn't going to fly with him on her back. He hopped that would change but didn't make any promises to himself. Pluss, he had never ridden a dragon and never really wished to.
Fire's tail was flicking with so much agitation, it was like a whip. If anyone got near they'd likely end up with a welt from being hit by her tail. "I will never. EVER ride a pony. I'd sooner be dragged by the hair by a lowly human than to ride any beast. I can keep up without flying, and you needn't ride me if I'm on the ground right next to you."
"Here." Mist opened the door for Fox. "You know, some wolve who have trouble opening doors with their paws and weight, tend to use their mouthes and heads instead. You're not risking a fall that way..." He hoped he wouldn't upset her with his...advice.
Bronze didn't wait up on anyone. He was outside on the street quickly. The crowds would part for him, recognizing his importance. He didn't even look over his shoulder to see if anyone followed. He went about going to the large stable where the horses and mules were kept for them. The supplies were already being delivered and put on the mules.
Findind a large tree in sight of the gate, Stone went and laid beneath it, her eyes watching the gate intently in wait for the group.
Anton trotted happily after the others, watching the girls especially. He watched Ven with hungry eyes, licking his lip. Ven turned on him and grabbed his shirt. "Stop giving me that look or I'll wipe it off your smug a.ss face."