Shady Streets

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Alka couldn't tell whether or not those with the goo on them were alive or not. He began walking towards the throne room pressing an ear up against the door to listen for anyone on the other side.

[Razuel]

Alka would only hear mutterings of a scared dragon.

If Alka would try to open the door, he would notice that it won't budge in the slightest

[The Past]

Geoff tried not to panic as he leaned over to Raz, gently massaging his throat as he checked it. He internally pleaded the poor kid could relax and recover. There could be plenty more Protz men tracking them down right now. He needed to know where the kid's family was and take him there as soon as possible.

[Razuel]

Raz let out a cry that echoed through the room as Geoff touched his neck. Tears then falling from his eyes.

[Lacar Lacrest]

Lacar kept searching for a few more minutes before giving up"damn it, plan B"lacar walked to a tree and pulled a limb off then started counting as he held it above his head with his hand on the ground"three, two, one..."lacar drove the stick clean through his hand and let out a horrific scream. After a moment he stopped screaming instantly then stood pulling the stick put of his hand and began to sniff around"ok now where are you"lacrest smirked as he wrapped a cloth around his hand.

[The Past]

Geoff shot his hand back at the poor kid's cry. "Shh-Shhh..." he whispered as he pet the dragon's head. "D-don't worry, I want to help you... Is your home Peak Ulrith?" he asked, hoping the kid understood and could shake his head yes or no. "The mountains...?"

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Alka did indeed attempt to open the door, but seeing that it would budge, he decided to take a more forceful approach. He took a few steps back from the door and closed his eyes. His entire body began to glow gold, as a halo formed around his head. He connected his palms together and flapped his wings once, before shooting a blast of energy at the door.

[Razuel]

Geoff shot his hand back at the poor kid's cry. "Shh-Shhh..." he whispered as he pet the dragon's head. "D-don't worry, I want to help you... Is your home Peak Ulrith?" he asked, hoping the kid understood and could shake his head yes or no. "The mountains...?"

Raz held onto Geoff tightly, gently nodding at his question.

Alka did indeed attempt to open the door, but seeing that it would budge, he decided to take a more forceful approach. He took a few steps back from the door and closed his eyes. His entire body began to glow gold, as a halo formed around his head. He connected his palms together and flapped his wings once, before shooting a blast of energy at the door.

The door gave way and Draconos shot up to his paws and looked at Alka, "Who the hell are you!?"

[The Past]

Geoff smiled gently. "Good. I can take you there as soon as poss--"

He instinctively looked toward the rock door as he heard the scream in the distance. "O-oh n--..."

That had to be a Protz kill. He didn't want any of that.

He looked back to Raz, trying to keep his composure and comfort him, stroking his back. "Is your throat okay? Can you hang in there, bud?"

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Alka decided not to let his guard down, leaving his veil of light on. "My name is Alka Wolf, Guardian to the Light." The wolf flapped his wings again, walking through the doorway. "I've come because there is darkness beconning me here. You wouldn't happen to be the one who killed all those people down stairs, would you?"

[Razuel]

Geoff smiled gently. "Good. I can take you there as soon as poss--"

He instinctively looked toward the rock door he heard the scream in the distance. "O-oh n--..."

That had to be a Protz kill. He didn't want any of that.

He looked back to Raz, trying to keep his composure and comfort him, stroking his back. "Is your throat okay? Can you hang in there, bud?"

Raz gave a cough and then a whine as it hurt him immensely when the muscles in his throat spased from the cough, and then he shook his head in reaction to Geoff's question

Alka decided not to let his guard down, leaving his veil of light on. "My name is Alka Wolf, Guardian to the Light." The wolf flapped his wings again, walking through the doorway. "I've come because there is darkness beconning me here. You wouldn't happen to be the one who killed all those people down stairs, would you?"

Alka had hit a nerve and Draconos lashed out at him in a roar, "GET OUT!"

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Alka tensed up a bit at the roar. "Please... I am not here to fight, nor am I here to apprehend. I'm here to reason and to heal." Alka continued taking slow steps towards Draconos. "If something is troubling you, allow me to help."

[Razuel]

Draconos growled, "And what can you do, that hasn't already been tried?"

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

"Modern medicine can fix many a thing... but no medicine will ever repair a shattered soul. That's where I can step in." Alka extended a paw towards Draconos. "Walk towards the light and let it mend what is broken, my friend." The wolf smiled softly, still braced for impact, in the event that Draconos would take the opportunity to attack him.

[The Past]

Geoff struggled to get his thoughts together and stammered a bit. "O-okay, what now," he muttered to himself.

He furrowed his brow in thought, pulling his backpack off. He opened it up and rapidly shuffled through. He had an extra pair of clothes, a sleeping bag, a small tent, and whatever odd useful things he came across, many of which of what Inn patrons left behind over the years. Some of which were a few hand-warmer bags and a brown hooded robe.

"This might be... insanely dumb," he mumbled, "but it might work..."

He plucked a hand-warmer bag from one of his backpack pockets and shook it up, handing it to Raz.
"Hold it on your throat," he told him gently, copying the motion with his free hand. "The warmness should relax it, okay? I'm gonna take you somewhere safe."

He quickly changed his pants -- from blue jeans to simple black pants, and threw on the cloak. His backpack wasn't at all noteworthy, so hopefully that won't be a bother. He hoped the night made it too dark to catch all his facial features, and if the hood didn't conceal enough, there were other bears in the area to excuse him. He hoped. Very much hoped. He was running on a lot of hope today...

He made sure there was just enough room (and moderate comfort) in the main backpack pocket for the kid. "We gotta be sneaky. Hop in and keep quiet, okay? I know a friend who can help us."

((Is it okay if I make this friend? still need to fill out the sheet. If this goes another route they'll still be of use.))