Friday, September 12, 2014

The Trouble with Treks Part 2

The Dragon Barrens are where Dragons are supposed to live. In magical Kingdoms and fairytale lands this basically means that if a Dragon, say, decides to move in, property values plummet as fast as those who are smart enough to run, walk or crawl depart from the immediate area. This is in part because Dragons are not much for real estate prices unless it involves fire breathing, general chaos or lots and lots of easy to get treasure.
Thus, most of the Nine Kingdoms do not hoard piles of treasure.
Dad's kingdoms wealth is in Antiques and Neo-modern extremely flammable furniture. He also lets everyone- especially Dragons (not that we have any idea if the Dragons even hear or care about it) know that is where whatever gold and jewels he gets are.
Most of the other Kings and Queens have followed suit and reinvested their treasure stockpiles into easily flammable or hard to hoard investments.
I have heard that the 6 Outland Kingdoms have taken to burying their treasures in extremely tight and cramped underground or underseas vaults in an effort to make Dragons ignore them since it is commonly held that Dragons get exceedingly lazy after acquiring their real estate.
So, the Dragon Barrens are actually overgrown brushlands where gardening and cultivation no longer exists since Dragons are know to having extremely flammable housewarming partings where the aforementioned shrubbery and such is turned to ash in the matter of an evening. Then the brushlands grow up on the formerly scorched earth.
Also, no one of the former residents ever return to their former homes (also burned out hulks) and the Barrens spread out.
Also, Dragon homes do have an abundance of treasure that the dragons somehow move into them from kingdoms and other sources who did not get the Imperial memo in time- or, at least, that is what Grimm tells me as we meander our way into the Barrens in search of our dragon.

Yes, you read that right. We have a dragon.
One that Mort the Merciless failed to slay last year. Ralph picked this dragon since it was too tame for Mort to kill.
Lucky me. Sir Charlie the Tame Dragon Slayer.

"Dame Charlie the Tame Dragon Slayer." Grimm says and there is laughter from the 3 other escorts in my band.

I hate them all.

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