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Wondering what she had asked the dragon, Athena flew over to the recent ghostling who confronted the legend. Maybe if they figured out why he was doing this, they could figure out a way to stop it... if it was really bad.


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Sighing, she knelt down and tried helping the recent mayor/ghostling search for his valuables. They were wasting time, but there was no way to talk to him otherwise. Maybe if she helped him find some things, he would possibly be more willing to listen to her.

Maybelle looked at the dragon and summoned all the courage she had. She buried her face in the Fox Lores fur, took a deep breath, and looked at the dragon again.

"Are....are you chacing the people away because of the animals? Are you trying to help them?"

Maybelle looked at the fox lore in her arms. "I was a human once, but I loved animals and care about them as much as you. I understand if you are doing it for them and I understand if some of these humans have to die because of what they did to them." Maybelle looked at the dragon with fire in her eyes. "If you are protecting them, can I join you? I want to get rid of them as much as you do now."

Maybelle looked at the fox lore in her arms and wanted to protect the creature she had in her arms as much as any other.

((I hope that's alright.))

Sarah had always felt there was more to Priyal than what could be seen. Sometimes she thought she caught glimpses of things that weren't really there. She never bothered to mention it anyone though. Some of the townsfolk believed in an afterlife, most that Sarah knew, did not. That belief enhanced the idea that the souls of the sailors blamed her for their downfall and kept her running to escape the imagined horde of angry ghosts .

If only she'd gone for help when Winchester told her to. Sarah continued running blindly, swatting at things she couldn't see, stumbling over debris and veering in other directions when she saw a torn body in her path until she encountered a wall that was still standing. Running headlong into the unforgiving wall, Sarah fell back and lay stunned for several moments.

As her head cleared, she found herself outside a church. Sarah could tell by the clean well tended walls that was the new church. She'd never been here, but she was sure no one seeking shelter would be turned away. Sarah scrambled to her feet, found the front steps and struggled to open the heavy door.

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It frustrated Winchester that he could do nothing to hurt the dragon like the beast had hurt him. It irked him even more that dragon seemed to ignore him as insignificant.

When the dragon settled to take a nap in the park, Winchester became more aware of the destruction around him. While he had been single-mindedly trying to get revenge, the dragon had continued to lay waste to the town.

As a variety of animals gathered around the sleeping dragon, Winchester began to question his ideas of what was right and wrong. After all, this wasn't his town. He was only a visitor, led here by chance because his captain's ship needed repairs. Maybe there had been something in this town that need to be destroyed. Now that he thought about it, the dragon hadn't actually anyone. He just seemed intent on destroying the buildings.

Winchester continued pondering the sense of it all while the dragon slept. The ghostling noted the different animals, even the ones that would be prey and preyed upon when they returned to the forest, lying together in harmony. A white-winged charm dragon floated down from a tree to pet one of the rabbits. Curious, Winchester drifted closer. He could hear some of what the charm dragon whispered to the rabbit, but much of what the white-winged one said didn't make immediate sense to Winchester. He did understand the impact of god and goddesses though. If the dragon was a god, Winchester was surprised that the creature hadn't vaporized a mere ghostling that was obviously defying him.

The dragon's nap ended and he was up and continuing his destruction. Winchester followed. Now that he understood there was nothing he could do, he was curious as to where this path of destruction was leading. When a small green ghostling confronted the dragon, Winchester wasn't surprised when the beast simply pushed her out of the way. If the god hadn't punished him for throwing fireballs at him, a little slap on the nose wouldn't warrant anything dire.

((Pshaw, let's try that again.))


Impatiently awaiting the ghostling's reply, she stopped herself from grabbing onto her arm and dragging her along. She didn't have all day! Would this ghostling help her or not?

She tried asking again, wondering the the ghostling was still stunned from her encounter with the legend.

"Will thou come-th with me to warn thy humans?"

Errdii slithered through the destruction, sliding past the dead bodies. The warmth of the freshly dead was inviting to her. Pausing by the ones still warm, her beautiful tail caressed their flesh in a sensual way. The warmth left the dead quickly and Errdii never lingered by any for very long.

"Stop that!" her other self whispered harshly.

"Stop what?" she asked innocently.

"Stop touching them."

"Why? I like touching them."

"It's not right. Just leave them in peace."

"But I like their warmth. It's not like they need it anymore."

"Stop thinking of yourself. Look, there are new ghostlings, lead them away from this destruction. If they linger here, they may never move on."

Errdii sighed. She knew her other self would not stop nagging in this subject. The basilisk reluctantly slithered past still warm dead bodies and approached several new ghostlings, beckoning them to follow her.

Errdii didn't bother to hide her amusement at the Spectral trying to gather cold lifeless things. Another ghosling, a pretty poltergeist seemed lost and had many questions that Errdii couldn't answer. The lantern lore seemed to follow, then got distracted and hesitated. Errdii didn't bother to wait and see who followed.

The basilisk noticed that many were gathering in the park. Some of the animals lingered, but most had left once the safety of the dragon had moved on. Errdii wondered if those milling around the park would notice if she touched them as she passed by.

"Stop that."

"What? I haven't done anything!."

"I know what you're thinking."

Gya still looked at the mayor and realized what Maybelle has done. She maybe young but wise beyond her years he thought.

Gya went to the Mayor to warn him. "If you have lost sight of what is important to you that you care about little trinkets, then you do deserve whatever faith may befall you. But it isnt too late." Gya held out his hand for the mayor. "Come."

(( LOL You would think they would.... They are being soooo stubborn... ))

The mayor continued digging out his treasures from the rubble. He had a pile stacked up to the side. But as the dragon worked its way around the area and residences, the ground shook causing them to fall over. One or two broke, but the ironic point made by such was lost on the Mayor. Thimbleditz could only see his own needs and greed was firmly entrenched within him.

He stared at Gya's hand. "So, your hand is empty. Fill it by helping me."

Opal stared still in shock as Sally spoke to her. "I... Was I really that bad a person? I took care of my house. I helped my neighbors. Yes, I liked nice things. Who does not? I don't understand. What did I do?"

She was totally disoriented by the events of the last hour or so. Her eyes turned towards the dragon.

Valkon was still smashing houses and it was obvious he was enjoying himself, but he was being careful in some places also. Children he stepped over gingerly making sure not to step on them. As he worked his way around, the houses became fewer and fewer. One or two he left standing simply for those who might need some place to hide if they were brave enough to come here in the future. But he had no doubts if they were faithful to either goddess, they would find what they sought and live in harmony with the rest.


(( Valkon has pretty much smashed all the residences by this point. He has one more post. Do what you need or want to. I won't post it until tomorrow sometime. The three ghostlings are available to win until that last post. I will check for wins. Just keep going as you have been whether with one dice or two.

Cricket is going after the purple lore, Chibi is after the mayor, and AV is after Opal. Of course, if anyone else pops in, I'll add another ghostling to the pot. Good luck everyone. All numbers ending in 5, 6, 7 are good, I 'm returning the others removed. ))

Errdii slowly snaked her way through the crowd milling around the park. The animals that lingered avoided the basilisk's hypnotic gaze. They knew in another place and time, they might be the serpent's next meal. Despite the safety they felt in the park, they weren't taking chances. The animals moved out of the path of the basilisk when they saw her coming.

Errdii was aware of the animals avoiding her. It amused her since she wasn't hungry at the moment. She'd sampled enough human flesh to be satisfied for the time being. And despite her nonchalant attitude, she was very observant. Errdii had seen the shape changing of the dragon and had noted the attraction of the animals to the creature. She knew it might not be healthy for her to dine on any of the animals in the immediate area.

Errdii wound her way to a close group of survivors that seemed to be having an animated conversation. Just want she needed, warm bodies huddled together, having a heated discussion. They would be wrapped up their conversation, generating heat and not paying any attention to the ghostling sliding around them, barely touching them.

"You're enjoying this way too much." whispered her other self.

"Yessssss. And nothing you can say will stop me," she whispered back.