In the palace of Emon, Lady Allura, Lady Kima, and the Sovereign Uriel talking to an injured Krieg.
Uriel: And you saw it? What did this?
Krieg: The beast is a blue dragon, sire. Only a few of us managed to escape.
Uriel: My gods. *Looks at Allura* Allura, you've dealt with such creatures in the past. How do we fight it?
Allura: Oh, that was a red dragon, years ago. And I had aid with Paldalorians. But to my experience, dragons are fiercely intelligent, calculating creatures. Their machinations run deep.
The door opens and they see Fince enter the throne room
Krieg: Ah, Sir Fince finally joins us. I hope this crisis hasn't kept you from skulking.
Fince: I've been gathering intelligence we sorely. Seems your band of fools have gone missing. Even with a Paldalorian, *Smirk* safe to say you've sent Vox Machina to their doom?
???: Doom?
The council sees Vox Machina in the palace.
Scanlan: We don't know the meaning of the word.
Grog: Uh, I certainly don't.
Ren: I do... If it's added with "to dragons".
Scanlan: Sovereign, hold on to your goddamn crown. We've discovered that the monster is none other than... a blue dragon!
Council: We know.
Allura: Did you kill it?
Keyleth: I wouldn't say "kill", really.
Pike: We're still kind of working on that part.
Krieg: *Laughs* I can't believe you made it out alive. How did you survive?
Scanlan: Mm, trade secrets, I'm afraid, Kriegy.
Percy: We hid and it flew away.
Grog: *Laughs* Wait. How did we survive that?
Percy: *Pinch his nose and sigh* Thanks to Ren suggesting that you expose your hand with blood, which it thought we died and flew away while we hid.
Ren: I did the same thing long ago and I'd do it again.
Vex feels her high-pitched ringing as the council continues their meeting.
Fince: These blabbering fools are useless, sire. Perhaps if we made an offering to the dragon. Gold in exchange for peace?
Vax: *Sarcastic* Why don't we shake its hand and offer a fucking pint while we're at it.
Ren: *Joins the sarcasm* And have Scanlan sing a lullaby for it to sleep.
Scanlan: Hey!
Vex: A dragon cannot be bartered with. If it desires Emon's destruction, it will not relent, just like the kingdom of Paldalore.
Krieg: You heard her, sire. If it can destroy a kingdom where people were born to kill dragons, then you know what must be done.
Kima: But what if it attacks the city? We'd be sitting ducks.
Uriel: What would you have me do? Let it burn more farmland, slaughter more innocents? No. We will bring the fight to it on our terms. *Turns to Krieg* General, you may move our soldiers at dawn.
Kima: But sire, you know as-
Uriel: I have made my decision, Lady Kima. *Kima nods and bows to him. He then starts to leave* This council is adjourned.
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The Paldalorian [The Legend of Vox Machina X OC]
FanfictionIn a magical realm called Exandria is a group of mercenaries called Vox Machina. They're misfits turned mercenaries for hire taking jobs in Tal'Dorei. However, they're not the greatest mercenaries or the top hundred. But despite all that, they're no...
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