Dragons: Adventures in Halfbark

Eira: What could that many Terrible Terrors do anyway, Kara?

Kara: I dunno, I don't train them! *looks at Faulda*
Faulda: Well since they're wild, they'll probably want to play in the village. And lemme tell you, even trained Terrors don't play nice. Let's go watch!

Magnus: Faulda focus we need to get them away from the village.

Eira: They can't be that bad.... Come on Thunderthorn, let's go.
The skrill roars as he flies to the village.

Magnus follows her thinking about what he knows about Terrors.

Faulda: For sooth! They might also just be looking for a warm place to spend the night.
(sounds of chaos and stuff breaking can be heard from the village)
Faulda: Oops, right the first time!
Ralof: Everyone, split up into teams. Magnus, Faulda, head to the north side of the village. Bash, Eira, join up with Olaf on the south side.
Kara: Ooh! I get to go with Ralof! *flies closer to him*
Ralof: Oh...I kinda forgot to include you in that lineup. Not used to you actually having a dragon.

Eira: Sure, I'll go... *Flies down to the south side of the village*

Magnus: Faulda I have a plan.

Bash:Eira any idea what to do?
Olaf:We need something shiny.

Eira: No, I don't know what to do in this kind of situation.

Faulda: Me too! A few candles, a warm bath, some spiced cider, and my two weirdest Terrors picking the dirt from my toes...ooh, I'm excited!

Kara: Um, so what do we do, uh...sir?
Ralof: Well, your Thunderdrum could disperse large concentrations of them. We head to where their numbers are greatest! *flies off toward the center of the village, followed by Kara*

Magnus: If only we had something shiny enough to lead them all away.

Bash:Eira we need something shiny. If I know Magnus he's got the same idea I do.

Eira: I don't have anything shiny on me.

Bash:Dang it.

Faulda: It's not gonna matter much, things don't shine on a cloudy night! There's no light to reflect!

(Kara heads to the center of the village, where a huge group of Terrors are crawling over a cart of fish)
Kara: Typhoon, now!
(Typhoon roars at the Terrors, sending a sonic boom at the group, scattering them all around)
Kara: Sorry guys, play time is over!

Magnus: Damn it. Any idea what to do?

Eira: What, do you have something shiny, Bash?

Magnus: Faulda how did you train your terrors?

Faulda: I uh....oh! Of course! *smacks her forehead, and pulls a flute out from in her shirt* Ol' Flutilda! *starts playing a jaunty tune, and the surrounding Terrors stop terrorizing and look at Faulda*

Eira: What the? *Looks around* Where's that music coming from?

Magnus:You can lead them out of the village.

(later, Faulda leads all the Terrors out of the village in single-file formation, in a very long line)
Kara: *sitting on Typhoon, on the edge of a cliff of the island, watching the procession* Y'know...maybe we should keep these guys around. They could be useful.

Bash:For what?

Kara: *shrugs* I dunno. What couldn't we do with an army of Terrible Terrors?

Magnus: I think it's a bad Idea too.
Bash:You go that right bro.

Kara: Aw, come on. You can't-....."bro"?