Song of Madness (Marcus/Richter)

[Marcus]

Marcus had been roaming the fort for some time, waiting for Commander Richter to be available. He thought he had seen the Commander in a secluded area of the fort. Moving in that direction, he quickly caught up with the pink-haired swordsman. "Commander?" he called, "I wanted to apologize for earlier. I never should have dropped you like that. You almost died, and if hadn't been for that other dragon, you would be.. Please forgive me," he said bowing his head a little.

[Richter Abend]

Richter spotted Marcus approaching him, but before he ha a chance to say anything, the dragon man was apologizing.

The rebel commander waved his hand dismissively.
"If you hadn't of tossed me off, I wouldn't have been able to get Ariston. You delivered me to the enemy and we won the battle." Richter gave Marcus a slight nod. "If anything, I should be thanking you." The Ilian swordsman began walking, motioning Marcus to follow. "So I heard you ate Ariston. How did he taste?"

[Marcus]

Marcus laughed a bit at the question. "How did he taste? Like the slime he is. It was kinda hard to tell through all that metal, but he wasn't the most pleasant thing I've ever eaten. Now, I remember back some three hundred years ago, I had me some sweet tasting bandits that day. Ah, but human meat is different these days, so I tend to stick to hunting animals. But I digress. I'm sure all this talk of eating humans must be rather... disturbing to you."

[Marcus]

"However, before I get sidetracked again, I have a proposition Richter. As I'm sure we would both like to avoid having another.... er, mishap like the one during the battle, I think it would be beneficial if we began practicing mounted combat. We could practice some routine dives, feints, and maybe a roll or two. I might even try," he added, gulping, "wearing a saddle. What do you think?"

[Richter Abend]

The thought of a dragon eating humans didn't bother Richter much. What got him was that when he tried to imagine, he just imagined Marcus in his human form with an arm or a leg hanging out of his mouth. That was a bit odd.

Richter raised an eyebrow.
"You want me to practice mounted combat on you?" The commander paused. He looked around, as if somebody was playing a joke on him. "Like a wyvern? I didn't think dragons could bear having humans ride them. Then again, I can't say I know much about dragons." Richter couldn't help but let a small level of excitement escape his chest. The swordsman had never heard anything about a man riding dragons in the stories. The commander couldn't help but feel a small legend was in the making.

[Marcus]

Marcus shrugged his shoulders at Richter's response. "Generally, we don't," he supplied, "But given the circumstances, I'd say that we could use every resource we can get. Besides, we make a good team, you and me. Now come on," he urged, shrugging his wings out of his rob, "We've got some work to do."