A journey to the Temple of Fiends

[Dracos]

"Hey, Hey, Watch it with the white crap.  Gonna make my hair fall out!"  The skull dodged behind a head.

Dracos

[Carthrat]

Helena arches an eyebrow at the skull. "It's not like you deserve any better, y'know," she comments. "Why the heck shouldn't I?"

Helena still has her hands together, and they're still surrounded by a faint, etheral glow.

[Olvelsper]

"The hell is going on he...re?"Craig stumbled to a stop at the sight of it all.

[Dracos]

"Oh so that's how it's going to be?  March into my place, tell jokes, wreck my house, and then try and kill me?  Sheesh, heroes sure have gotten lame in the last few generations.  Not even a speech or something to let me dash off." The skull sounded put upon.

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

Craig lightly poked at the skull with his knife. "Why are you still talking? You shouldn't be talking?"

[Dracos]

"Hey, Hey, what do I look like?  Some animal?  Why should you be talking, eh?  Going to explain that buddy boy?  No one ever asks that of you!  But hey, a skull starts talking and it's all "Oh no, he shouldn't be talking!"  It's all skull discriminations, I tell you.  And stop waving that dagger around.  Going to put out my eye or something!"

Dracos

[Carthrat]

"You shouldn't be talking 'cos you're *annoying*," interjects Helena. "Sheesh."

[Dracos]

"I'm annoyin' little miss house wrecker?  What about you?  Charge right in and don't even introduce yourselves!"

Dracos

[Carthrat]

"Yeah, but we're all jerks," replies Helena, grinning. "Jerks with fire and light.

Unless y'become useful damn quickly, I guess you won't be doing any more talking for a while."

[Dracos]

"Okay."  It spit a small ball of fire at Helena's feather, setting it on fire.  "Now, how are you guys going to rebuild my house?  You have any idea how long it took to move all those skulls to make a nice skull house?  WITHOUT HANDS?"

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"Is everyone around me a pyromaniac or something?" Craig idly questioned the world as he reached over to squeeze the flames out on Helena's feather. Turning to face the skull, he sighed.

"I'm sorry Mister Skullhead, but we have to save a princess and knock some Garland guy down or something. If you'd like to wait, we'll get to your problem as soon as we're finished."

[Dracos]

"Well, but what about my house?"  The skull complained.

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"We can deal with your house as soon as we're done with our mission. Dolphin trainer's honor."

[Dracos]

The skull looked distrusting before the last part...

"You are a dolphin trainer?  Really?  I 'aven't met one o' those in ages.  They plum died out five or six centuries ago I thought.  Know the secret sign?"

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"Kekekekeh." Craig wiggled about a bit, wiggling his hands while keeping his arms tightly held to his sides. Much like a dolphin would look if it popped out of the water and swam along the water's surface.

Sometimes it paid to have an explorer heritage.