The militia gathered outside the Swaggers as usual preparing to carry out their duties of a recruitment run followed by a hunt. Not many had shown but the numbers were sufficient. A matter of urgency called upon the Captain to take his leave and thus he left the militia in the hands of Lord Elliot Heath, Mayor of West Vesper to take them hunting. They ventured into many dungeons before the Captain returned to find them in the caves of fire, helping an adventurer locate and tame a powerful fire steed.



After they were finished, the kind adventurer thanked them and took his leave. The militia formed up to carry on doing their duty of patrolling West Vesper under Lord Heath's request. They prowled the streets of West Vesper, eyes peeled, looking for anything suspicious.



As they were coming to the end of their patrol, they came across a body lying on the path. Checking to see if the fellow was alive they noticed that his body had giant claw marks over it and his clothes were burnt and still smoking! The man was clearly dead, but what had killed him?





The militia returned to Vesper where the captain went to grab Chuck the local gravedigger to head into West Vesper and recover the corpse to look after at Vesper Graveyard. The body would be examined at another date but what is known for sure is that whatever killed the man was not of local origin. The patrols of West Vesper will be doubled and better precautions taken in the near future.....

I was Sitting in the Swaggers, having a conversation with Elliot and Rebecca. While Van sat in his chair having a nap. When a vagrant looking man came through the Swaggers doors looking like he was in some sort of rush. Followed close behind by Captian Escaflowne. The man began to go on a rant about the sky being on fire, big rocks and death. After a few moments Elliot and Rebecca assumed he was just another homeless drunk. The man seemed to recignize Escaflowne as Yellow Bearturtle. Escaflowne seemd to be under the same impression as Elliot and Rebecca that the man was drunk and he soon left the tavern. I jokinly began to ask the man questions expecting more babbling responses, but the Nonesense began to make a bit of sense. After much frustration and confusion i got this bit of information out of the man. The Man said his name was Billberry Skunks Purpling Seamuffins. He reported seeing a large flying scaley fire breathing beast, with sharp claws and teeth. After a large explosion, it flew from the atop the mountains near Minoc with a miner in the firm grip of it's claws. The miner came loose from the Beasts strong Grip and fell a long way to the ground. All this sounded like it fit exactly with the dead man the Militia found on our patrol the other day.

The militia ventured back to West Vesper tonight as part of their regular patrols due to the current situation which seems to have just got worse. They patrolled the city as normal finding nothing suspicious or no signs of a dragon or any beast alike until they ventured to the mines. Twas a massacre, no miners where anywhere to be found; the mining tents were smoking from fire and there were peices of bones and flesh everywhere! Including half chewed corpses! The militia proceeded up into Mount Kendall where they found a lone survivor trapped on the other side of a cave in. They managed to dig their way to to him where he was rescued and brought back to the tavern in West Vesper.



The surviving miner was questioned by the militia telling them that he heard great roars and flee'd into the mines where the roof collapsed behind him. He claimed he could hear screaming and could smell fire as the cave he was in shook violently. He stated that he heard to roars coming from the south east. so the militia went to investigate. After searching the area they found nothing, there was but one small island left to be checked in that direction but the militia could not venture to it at this current moment in time due to the only available ship being stationed at Papua after being used to rescue to shipwrecked militia from the Terra Sanctum. They would have to sail to this island as soon as a ship becomes available in the coming days, the mines will be closed and all citizens of West Vesper alerted of the danger and warned to stay in the safety of their homes.....preferbly brick homes if the creature is indeed a dragon.

*Posters are spread all around West Vesper*

!!!WARNING!!!

Citizens of West Vesper! Starting with immediate effect the mines of Mount Kendall are hereby closed until further notice!
After several attacks and rumours that there be dragons in the region, the public are advised to remain in the safety of their homes!
The Vesper Militia is working with great haste to find the source of the problem and eliminate it!
We ask that nobody panics and if anyone has any valuable information to come forward at once! Thank you!

-Escaflowne, Captain of the Vesper Militia

The militia gathered for training as schedueled and began with a few duels while the captain got ready. As they were about to begin training drills the captain recieved word that a ship had become available to use; The Randy Rebel, the smallest ship in the Vesper fleet. The affairs with West Vesper had now taken higher priority and training was cancelled in order for the militia to embark on their voyage up stream to the small island in West Vesper Waters. The cannons were loaded and the militia geared up to meet head on with the rumoured threat....the dragon.

As they approached the island the rumours revealed themselves to be true; but it was not just a dragon, twas a whole family of dragons! They opened fire with the cannons as they circled the island, taking casualties as the dragons returned fire with their magic and dragonbreath. The hull took a direct hit by a huge fireball from the mouth of the largest dragon, setting alight the gunpowder and scorching the deck. The miltia were forced to abandon ship taking the fight to land. They stood their ground battling the mighty dragons, slaying the infant and the mother. Angered by the loss of his family the father dragon raged and attacked with a ferocity that would match an Ancient Wyrm! What seemed to be a loosing battle ended in victory as the beast was slain by Vesparian wit and skill.

The Vesparians cheered in Victory turning to see the 'Randy Rebel' sink. For the second time in a week they were shipwrecked again. But due to Vesparians outstanding resourcefulness, they built a raft out of the dragons nest. Damien sailed to back to mainland with the raft to return with a ship. As he returned the Vesparians gathered up the treasure that the dragons were hording and the eggs from the nest and they set sail back to the docks of Vesper. They arrived safely deciding to finish off a successful day with a few games of last man standing and bulldog.



Word has been sent to Lord Elliot Heath, Mayor of West Vesper to inform the citizens that the town is safe again. The gems and gold recovered from the dragon's horde will be used to cover the costs of damage inflicted on West Vesper. The dragon eggs are in the safe hands of Captain Escaflowne, an experienced beastmaster until the next council meeting where the Baron and council of the Republic will decide what is to be done with them....