((I was taking to some dirt))

Nemo felt disillusioned after slicing the dragon, Nemo fainted and tumbled down the rubble and made a phoomb at the bottom.

((Idiot))

(...)
"Dragon whisperer, huh..." He would never have guess just by looking at her. She had this kind of... delicate look. But then again, looks were often deceiving... "So, Marluxia, could you possibly ask the dragons to stop attacking us for food or something?"

Gandal laughed, "Wouldn't that be nice!" He touched the hilt of his sword, being refreshed with power from the touch. Much better, he thought.

"I could try. But they have the right to refuse. They don't always listen. Besides. I have to be touching them in order to whisper." She sighed. "I grew up around dragons. I thought I could stop this madness."

Gandal shook his head solemnly, 'trying to control the dragons is just another invitation to trouble.'

"Damn right" said Aragon appearing in front of them. "Noone can control them, and anyone who believes they can is insane beyond comprehension" he said gravely.

((Shakes head.))

(Dont u shake your heas at me boy i mean really: わたしわ あいだ です。

(Why were you saying your name was Arida in Japanese?)

"I am not insane. And I never said I could control them. I said I can whisper to them."

"Whatever, same thing to me" he said shrugging. "Now. To town."
((Because I can demyx))

Gandal nodded, 'well... We should hurry, we don't want towns being burnt to the ground.' He said, following Aragon.

Aragon walked down the rocky path, with Gandal following.

(Aren't you at the tavern in town already without us Prisoner?)

Marluxia trudged down the path towards the town. Insanity. They don't know the half of it.

Gandal reached the tavern door, being welcomed by a warm air and a bustle of activity. Talking, yelling. He sighed with relief, it felt good to be back where it all started; where their adventure had begun.

"Sit down Gandal, i'll buy you a drink" said Aragon.

(1. Am I the only one who thinks a lot of character are over powered? 2. It's funny how a lot of out adventures start in taverns.)
Just stood outside the tavern as the place made her sick.

Gandal nodded at Aragon, "Yeah -- thanks." He seated himself at the far corner of the room.

(I agree that our adventures seem to start in taverns. My character doesn't seem to be overpowered. She is an elemental Druid. That's what she does. She manipulates the elements.)

Marluxia stood outside with Just. "Why do the men always have to drink?"

Gandal grabbed the tankard of beer from Aragon, slowly sipping at the frothing substance.

Marluxia watched Gandal and scoffed. Boys and there drinks.

Aragon saw the look in her eye. "You'll never understand" he said, sipping his ale.

Just was slightly revolted by the men's drinking

Aragon slowly gulped his ale, letting the flavour fill his mouty.

Gandal laughed at the strange looks they were getting as he placed the mug on the table slowly.