[@Shadow Dragon]

"Well, I don't want to take something from you if you weren't okay with it, unless I truly had to. That would be stealing. Hmm. I suppose it would be stealing even if I took the scythe from you out of necessity, but at least then it would be for the greater good. Assuming I could even do so in the first place" Ophion explained. They continued walking down the long corridor. The archmage grew alarmed at the sheer length of the passage, while being pleasantly surprised at how well-lit the ancient chamber was. He could teleport under normal circumstances, but powerful magic tended to interfere with that ability. 

"I will say one thing about necromancers: they [i]do[/i] run out of troops when corpses are hard to come by. Good corpses, that is. This is why necromancer activity always spikes after major battles and during wars. Plenty of fresh, well-armed bodies to come by."

[@bloonewb]

Aerta walked through the palace, careful to watch her step. The building's proportions weren't too small for a dracon, but they were smaller than she was used to. Some of the doors barely had enough clearance for a male dracon's horns, and Adykon would have to have ducked down to get through a few of them. Luckily, she was quite a bit shorter than him, and she was able to negotiate the passages just fine. 

She had expected to find Kali at one point, but instead found herself face to face with Ardasa. And the latter was under the impression she was from Hekaga, a near-pariah state among the dracon realms. This was going to take some explaining. 

"I'm not actually from Hekaga, your grace. In fact, you could say that I'm not from a city-based realm at all. As you may know, I'm the one and only wife of Adykon, an archmage sorceress, and I'm here of my own accord on a mission of peacemaking. You can say that I'm from Minbenthac, as I was hatched in that realm, and I enjoy contact with that city's king. He doesn't know of this mission, and this is supposed to be very, ah, informal." The draconess felt slightly uncomfortable with how some of the kobolds looked at her. It took her a moment to realize, but it soon dawned on her that even the females of this court were dressed in robes and the like. She was easily the least-dressed one in the room. Not that she'd change for them, assuming they even had robes in her size. 

"And I-I'm a friend of Kali's. She told me about some changes in rank among the nobles of Xigyll. which Rughoi may or may not know about. It's a tricky situation, one which often precipitates a civil war. That's something I'm hoping to avoid."