Vox Machina Book 3: Heroes Become Legend

Chapter 5: Night of Talks and Rejects

The Cinder King stood over his clutches of eggs, snarling to himself. "The Gull. In my lair." The Cinder King reaches out and collects the lava in his claw.

"No, it's all right. They cannot hurt you. I will not let them. Yes." he mutters, pouring the lava over one of the eggs, watching the egg with anticipation.

"Vox Machina pas proven more elusive than I expected, but I will discover their location. I assure you." Riashan promises as she steps through the smoke and mist.

As Vorugal lands next to her, Throdak just glares at the green Dragon. "I seek bloodshed, not assurance." he snaps, at the threat of his clutch set his nerves on edge.

Or what was left of them.

Vorugal just steps forward. "If she cannot find them, I can." he offers to his king. Riashan just snaps her eyes at him, "No. you need a bloodhound for this, bot a bulldog." she snarls at the ice dragon.

Throdak snaps his eyes on the sick dragon. "Why so insistent? Are your withholding something?" he questions, Raishan just narrows her eyes right at him, keeping her head low.

"You're the one withholding my cure." she shot right at him, Throdak just growls, "Be grateful I allow your treacherous lungs to draw breath." he warns and turns away from her as his wanted his full attention on his clutches. "That stone in your chest makes you paranoid." she calls out.

Thordak halts for a moment, he growls, looking back at her and lunges, pinning her to the ground with a claw on her neck. "You dare mock my power?" he questions with a roar before looking over his shoulder.

"Vorugal, send word across the kingdoms. Anyone who delivers Vox Machina will get Raishan' share of our empire." he orders as Raishan writhes under his forceful hold.

He turns his sight back on the sick dragon and glares right into her eyes, "And if you value your pathetic life, you'd best find them first. I give you two days." he promises and lets go.

Raishan just exhales as she yelps from the released pressure and pants, trying to catch her breath as she pushes herself back to her feet. "Leave me to my family." he orders, walking back to his cluster.

Raishan pants for a moment before taking flight, Vorugal did the same, leaving Thordak the Cinder King to his unhatched eggs.

"Soon, my children, very soon, the corpses of our enemies shall be your cradles, and their eternal agony your milk."

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It was mid day as the city of Whitestone was almost complete in their repairs of the city.

A small sparrow flew onto the Sun Tree and craps, landing right on Percy's shoulder as everyone was waiting at the base of the tree.

Percy blinks and looks at the bird crap that landed on his jacket. Grog chuckles as he looks at the white spot. "Bull's-eye." he spoke as Percy began to wipe it away and Vex kneel by him.

"That's quite the omen." he informs and looks at Vex, "Actually, it's suppose to mean good luck, especially in romance." he jokes with a smirk.

"Then I should have put a bird's nest in my bedroom years ago." he flirts right back. The three shared a laugh as Grog flicks his eyes away from them, "That's fucking weird." he mutters to himself.

"Percy's nesting habits aside, the Plate of rhe Dawnmartyr is apparently in Hell." Vax informs the others, Jason sighs as he looks at Kyria was has been pacing the whole time.

"Are we seriously considering going?" Keyleth questions as she was not on board with the idea. "Well, it would make for an awesome song." Scanlan spoke up as he stood on the root of the tree.