The Olden Inn

[SilentSam]

*sigh* It's no fun being a ghost.

[Delthion]

*Burns ghost.*

[SilentSam]

[Russa Nodrey]

How does one burn a ghost?

[Rainshadow]

  *Pokes head out of room twenty-eight*  It's quite simple, really.  All you have to do is find the remains of the person the ghost used to be and you salt and burn them.  That burns the ghost up; severs its tie with the physical world.  It can move on.  A tedious process, as sometimes their remains are trinkets that were precious to them, not actually bones or flesh.  Still, it's effective.

  Oh, by the way, is supper still being served?  I'm starfished!

[Russa Nodrey]

Very interesting. And uh, yes, supper is still in the dinin' hall.

[Rainshadow]

  Cool!  *Makes a beeline for the dining hall*  C'mon, Rocky!

  *Sigh*  That is still not my name.

  I don't really care!  *Continues rushing towards the dining hall*

  *Sigh*  *Reluctantly follows*

[Lady Ashenwyte]

*Pulls out flamethrower* BURN BURN HAHAHAHAHA

[Rainshadow]

  *Glares at Ash-kun*  Rochil, if you would?

  Yes, my lady.  *Turns into dragon*  *Stamps out fires*

  I just love the fact that most scaled dragons are immune to fire. 

[Russa Nodrey]

Thanks, dragon dude.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

*Turns into hundred headed dragon* FEEL MY WRATH! *Burns inn*

[Rainshadow]

  Rochil?

  Yes, my lady.  *Attacks multi-headed dragon*

  Ash-kun, you made one very, very big mistake.  See, my servant is an extremely talented dragon, mostly in the art of death.  I'll ask him to spare your life only on the condition that you stop burning the inn.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

Hahahahaha, who is is Ash-kun you speak of? I am the one who kills, and your dragon will be the next thing I slay! *Ice spikes come from a head at Rochil* MY HEADS HAVE DIFFERENT POWERS YOU SILLY BEAST. I WILL DSTROY THIS INN, BUT FIRST, I WILL DESTROY YOU! *Continues burning inn*

[Rainshadow]

  Very well.  *Lets out a shrill whistle*

  *Thousands upon thousands of dragons come from out of nowhere, all charging at the multi-headed dragon*

  GO, MY SOLDIERS, ATTACK THIS CRUEL ENEMY!

  Meanwhile...

  *Dodges ice spikes easily*  You will need to do much more than that to bring about my end, wretched creature.  *Breathes fire on ice spike head*

[Lady Ashenwyte]

YOUR powers are INSIGNIFICANT to mine, little wurm   *Summons flying pigs*         Kill them ALL!

*Attempts to tear open Rochil's neck*