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"Anabel this may come as a shock to you, but for the last month or so your sales have been 100% profit to you. You have no outstanding debt whatsoever, you're paid ahead on taxes for 10 years, and if you asked the teller for your account balance for the second account in your name I'd probably be picking you up from the floor of the bank." Vermillion poured a glass of wine, and sipped it. "I really don't care about money at this point Anabel, I have so much of it that I probably won't spend it all in my lifetime on just things i want or need, and most of the things I can make for cheaper then buying it in a shop and get what I really want. The silk lined dress I had you try on two weeks ago, I actually finished it while you were out selling today, and all the things you said that you wished it had, I put on it, or removed it if you didn't like it. I hung it in your closet on the far right. I would do the project for free, but your kitchen is part of your business. So it would cut into your source of income, and it would not benefit just you. It would help me out whenever I do dishes or make something for myself. So why shouldn't I help pay for something I will use as well?"

Vermillion shook his head; "Not all of my money is in the bank, just 200,000, and I'm not going anywhere. I'm not afraid of what they are or who they work for." Vermillion set the empty glass down; "Instead, I'm going to prepare for their arrival, by making their coffins...if there is anything left of them to put in them."

Vermillion threw open the back door and walked out and closed it with a soft click of the latch which was kind of contrary to his movements.

Vermillion first step as a dragon rattled the walls of Ive's as he passed by tip toeing around horses that were freaking out and trying to tear the reigns loose holding them to hitching posts.

Vermillion reached the front of the bank, and looking in the windows he verified no one was inside. The first swing of his tail peeled the front of the bank off in a shower of boards and cedar shakes. Vermillion turned back and tore threw a few more rooms until he reached the large metal vault door bolted onto the stone walls that made up its exterior defense.

Vermillion tapped on the heavy cast iron door, and taking a piece of stone drew and X on the spot. Returning outside he picked up one of the heavy statues of Dagon. He slammed the statue against the door until it pinged loudly the crack visible and the sand in between the layers poured slowly on the floor. Vermillion struck it again after some of the sand escaped and a piece of the outer jacket crushed inwards. Vermillion kept beating on the door breaking chunks off the statue and chunks out of the door.

Vermillion swung his head around to look at Kartane; "My action here comes with no consequence, the building will repair itself once I'm through blocking its enchantments, whomever built the bank built it to spring back from disasters that include dragons stomping it to the ground. I have learned what I need to know, the money is gone, there is nothing left for me to do here except prepare for their arrival."

Vermillion grumbled; "You sound just like em...except without the growl." Vermillion started back down the street towards Anabel's. The bank's rubble began to vibrate at first them pices begant o twisted or mend back into shape, shattered boards pieced themselves back together and whole sections set back in place, and soon Kartane was standing behind the tellers counter. The smell of fresh lumber hinted in the air.

Vermillion looked back; "I doubt I will fit in the house like this, but..." Vermillion ducked behind some empty houses, and emerged back on the street in his human form. "sooner or later I've got to tell her. That or she'll get curious and follow me into the woods and find out on her own that I'm not going to talk to a dragon. I am the dragon, but I'll let it go for now."

"I think I would have a hard sell getting her to come look at me after I tell her what it is were going to a meadow or field for. " Vermillion opened the door; "Were back, it took a bit, but everything's fine now, and sorry to worry you so."

"Sorrow is fine, she's a capable person, but if you have pot ready sure, but if you need to make it I can wait until tomorrow." Vermillion looked at Kartane to see what his answer would be.