[h3]Smaug[/h3]

The crimson Fire Drakes hisses as Dirath begins healing him. It was slightly painful at first, but soon it died down as it continued.

"Those fools don't know who I am..." Smaug replies to Drumagth's first statement, "They are oblivious that I was once the leader of the great Fire Drakes! A group that once terrorized chaos into Aiksore during the great war. I killed MANY powerful dragons... and killed where I wished, WHEN I WISHED."

Yet his prideful boast began to cause him slightly more pain and pauses with a grunt. Then Drumagth asks him for him to either join the Order... or to form an alliance with him. The Fire Drake growls as he tries to figure out the best situation.

"I work for NO ONE." Smaug hisses loudly as more pain ripples through his body, "Ever since my army had been defeated, we were forced to head into hiding. I hate to hide from my enemies, especially those I can crush easssssssily, but yet I had no choice. I now live a life alone, hiding in a cave, hunting for food and basking in wealth...!"

Smaug pauses for a few seconds as he thinks again. He then gives a small toothy grin as he looks back at the leader of the Order.

"But I have always wanted revenge..." he continues in a much more calmed voice, "However, I am obvious to where my fellow lieutenants have hid. . . . though I may know where ONE is."

He makes another sort pause as the healing finishes, with his side wound perfectly healed. It almost looked as if it never happened.

"I will accept an alliance with you, maybe even join you IF I feel that the time is right."

Then Drumagth addresses the corpse of Beyza, wanting the downed dragon for their own uses.

"Hmph... fine. Take him." Smaug responds as he slowly gets up, "I have no need for his corpse."