Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29194274-20171021172532/@comment-26892768-20171024010138

Elsewhere, an elven boy walks up to his dragon. "Hey, buddy, mind doing me a favor real quick?"

The dragon gets up, taking on a bipedal stance, and therefore having a remarkable resemblance to a bird.

"Ah, there's my little birdie." The boy grins.

The dragon snorts fire out of its nostrils. A clear sign that it's annoyed.

"Okay, okay...I wasn't going to press it, anyway. I really need you to do this for me." The boy gets on the dragon. The dragon then notices what his master is holding - a metal canister with runes along the sides, and oddly colored smoke coming out of it. The dragon raises an eyebrow.

"Oh, yeah, this. This is why I need you to fly." The boy looks at the canister. "Yeah...not really sure what I did, but this is some really powerful acid. Really powerful acid. I mean, I bought this enchanted container just so that I didn't end up destroying all my beakers and flasks, and it's already burning through! So, yeah, we need to toss this into the oc-"

The dragon, having grown increasingly alarmed as the boy progressed, takes off before he finishes.

"Woah! Relax, dude!" The boy adjusts his seating. "It's just dumping deadly acid into the ocean."