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"Does he know yet?"
"Should we-"
"No, no, he might get mad!"
"Does anyone have any-"
"NO! THIS ISN'T EVEN A FIC!"
"I'm going to-"
"Don't! It's too risky!"
"Fine! You do it!"
"No, I'm fine with you doing it!"
"No, you!"
"No, YOU!"
"NO, YOU!"
"I know you are, but what am I?"
"You weren't even in this arguement!"
"Let's send him in!"
"Great idea!"

Minimus Maximus and Lurking Fury pushed Patchsneaker into the room of Grand Zeppelin. Grand Zeppelin was the king of their large community of Pygmy, Mint, and Pumpkin Dragons due to a divine but vague and largely decomposed prophecy carved onto the pumpkin of the very first Pumpkin Dragon. Minimus Maximus of the Pygmies, Patchsneaker of the Pumpkin Dragons, and Lurking Fury of the Mints were his trusted Warrior Servants. And now, the nervous Pumpkin Dragon had to wake him up.

"S-s-sire?" Patchsneaker said in a slithgtly loud but quavering voice.

"Who goes there!" Grand Zeppelin Shouted, floating up from his bed to scan the room. Patchsneaker, however, had already hidden in his pumpkin. However, he quickly blew his cover by saying "No one but a new pumpkin!"

"Oh, it's just you, Patchsneaker. I thought you were a Devilworm!" the Balloon Dragon said in relief.

"Sir... what is a Devilworm...?"

"Hell if I know! So, am I early for the Morning Announcements?"

"No, Sire... you're actually very late for those..." the pumpkin Dragon stated.

"Hellfire Wyverns in Heaven! Quick, round up Lurking Fury and the Mini Guy and go around telling everyone it's morning again!" Grand Zeppelin shouted in worry.

"I'm on it, sir!" Patchsneaker shouted, quickly running out the door.

"Damn it," thought Sephoran. "I am in a tough spot."
Sephoran was cornered by the two dragons from before. He was afraid that he was about to die.
"I hope this works," thought Sephoran.
He then relaxed a little and smiled.
"Hello there fellow dragons my name is Sephoran," greeted Sephoran. "I am a Traveling Merchant and I might have some items that might interest you." He takes out the mirror that let him find them. "This mirror here let me find you guys. Just look through the mirror and you will see someone."
He looks through the mirror and saw two dragons in a cave. It looked like they were discussing something.

((Fallen, the two dragons (aka me and Charquil) are outside the cave. =/))

(Fallen, the Gray is somewhere else, only Cruix and Fricai are confronting Sephoran. And I'm assuming the two are Pyralis and Dexus.)

Fricai, mildly interested, glanced in the mirror. His eyes passed over the Nebula but locked onto the Magma.
Oh, he'd heard the rumors. Some feeble strain of resistance thought that Fricai could be overthrown if a Guardian of Nature intervened, and of course every dragon knew from legends that the only way to summon one was for Magma, Ice, and Thunder to join forces.
"Where are those two?" He asked the Magi, but Cruix answered instead.
"Looks like the Mountain Island, Sir."
Fricai nodded, grinning. "Let's get back to the Gray and fly there." He turned to go, but stopped and looked at Sephoran. "And you, are coming with us."

(Giga it was when you two were in the cave that we saw you)

"You want me to come with you?" asked Sephoran.
He thought about it for a while. He might actually die or find some rare items.
"ok I will tag along," said Sephoran. "I might interest you in more items after."

"I guess that works," Dexus admitted.
He then started to ascend into the air.
"I have no idea where to start looking for the Thunder dragon," he responded. "But if anything, we might be able to find the Ice dragon somewhere on Ice Island."
He then paused and looked in different directions.
"But, if we want to avoid trouble, we might as well get moving."

"Then come along," Fricai said as he walked back to the Gray. The Gray dragon was sitting in the same spot, looking at Fricai but not really seeing him. "You'll be taking us to the Mountain island," Fricai growled.
The Gray nodded dully and Fricai climbed on its back. The Gray took flight and hovered as it waited for Cruix and Sephoran.
Cruix looked at the Magi. "After you." He would be a poor guard indeed if he couldn't keep an eye on Sephoran to make sure he didn't try to get away.

Tronerro swore as he stepped on a large rock. "It would be nicer if I could fly.." Tronerro complained, glancing at the Ochredrake on his back. He was sure that the magma dragon went South. But how far? How was he supposed to complete his mission if he couldn't understand where he was? Tronerro took a turn around a corner and saw a very familiar cave...

"GAAHH!! THAT'S IT!!" Tronerro dropped Melvidico onto the ground and sat for a moment, trying to overcome his newfound headache. He swore he heard footsteps and distant talking, but it could be a simple echo miles away. After all, it was the mountain island. Tronerro sighed.

"OK then." Pyralis began to glow a very bright orange and started to float. "Lead the way *cough*crazy person*cough*, let's hope we don't run into trouble" If it wasn't for the possibility for him taking me somewhere useful, I'd a ditched him by now. Leaving a trail of fire behind, he flew after Dexus.

As the two dragons left Mountain Island behind, Dexus began to see an object in the distance. It became more apparent when the object began to grow darker and more cloud-like. He then stopped, keeping his altitude above the sea.
Oh no, Dexus thought. Storm clouds....
Dexus then turned towards Pyralis.
"There's some storm clouds up ahead," Dexus responded. "What do you think? Should we attempt to fly around them, or head straight through the storm?"