Voice

[moreweaponsthanyou]

[Fil's voice sounds tired; it's been a long week for him, especially with the mafia attack. And then there as the personal news he's announcing now.]

Okay, this is late about a week but I figured most people was occupied with mafia stuff I didn't want to bring it up.

I'm sorry to say that my cousin Killian is no longer among the Numbered. He's going to stay permanently in Vegas and he still knows about us but his actual echoes are gone.

If you're his friend I'm sure he won't mind a few people dropping by occasionally.

So...yeah....

Comments

[arrowpoint]

Probably, yeah. I still have no idea what you guys did.

[Pause.]

...Seriously that many?

[moreweaponsthanyou]

We were on our way to reclaim our homeland so...passing through maybe? Though that's a bit of a extreme reaction to just passing through.

[Totally serious.]

Seriously. Some people are a clothes horse. I was a weapons horse apparently.

[arrowpoint]

The mountain you mean?

[Thoughtful pause.]

...Well there was a dragon in it. Maybe we didn't want you poking around in there... Dude you have no idea how lucky we are to not have a dragon in the mountain that showed up here.

[moreweaponsthanyou]

Where else?

[Fil winces at the idea of a live dragon right here, right now.]

This was our home okay? If a squatter takes over your home here, wouldn't you want to get it back?

[arrowpoint]

Well...yeah but a dragon? I mean you can't just get a dragon arrested and told to get off your property.

[moreweaponsthanyou]

Still we had to do SOMETHING. I remember no one else was helping.

[arrowpoint]

If some people didn't want to mess with a dragon I really can't blame them.

[moreweaponsthanyou]

They could at least not...arrest or hinder the ones who want their home back!

[arrowpoint]

[...point.]

Well, I guess if you guys wanted to be dragon snacks that was your own business, but still.

[moreweaponsthanyou]

Exactly. Our business alone if we get eaten or burned to a crisp.