Role

Chapter 15

After his conversation with Joihe Tamazin's brain started churning over the
problem of his lacking medic.

It was traditional wisdom, of course. Take a medic, or get very eaten. But
since when had traditional wisdom got him that far? What about some
alternatives? Could he leverage the legion in some way to mitigate the need?

It was risky, but the more he thought about it the more he thought that
maybe, just maybe, the legion could get them through the initial
infiltration.

It started off really well. Between his muscle (Mrreagle really had been an
amazing connection to establish, he patted himself on the back), his warder
(Chessonia), and his enhancer (Eria), elementals and frost giants were
brushed aside no problem. Yes, it was all going perfectly up until they ran
into some kobold thing.

Now, Tamazin wasn't that worried about kobolds. He'd dispatched a few
(hundred) in his time, and he knew they weren't all that. Apparently this
kobold hadn't got the same education because after it was slain Tamazin
found himself completely incapable of talking.

So proceeded the most bizarre game of high stakes charades probably ever
performed on that particular mountain, with Tamazin waving his arms
furiously with rod of lightning in one hand and shield in the other, while
his warder stared on in bafflement and Mrreagle did his best to translate
between Eria being utterly obliterated by an enraged yeti.

Alas.

Somehow they made it to the dragon, and as the legion violently detonated
one after the other everything was going great. Then the dragon seemed to
have quite enough of that, picked up Chessonia and launched her off the
mountaintop.

Tamazin wasn't worried. She'd be back anytime now.

She wasn't. A few hours later, Chessonia casually strolled back into the
proceedings where Tamazin and Mrreagle were being mauled by an enraged
reptilian behemoth, and somehow the dragon was brought down.

It was time.

Tamazin began the animation. This was going to be the greatest explosion
he'd ever made. It was going to be incredible. It was going to be- a failed
animation.

The screech of absolute rage was probably heard down in Udgaard, as Tamazin
proceeded to throw a tantrum.

Mrreagle was so confused.