"Oh mighty one, we have come to ask permission to hunt the great dragon which has stolen much treasure and burned many towns." Said Potato as he fell to his knees and began to bow before Deej. "Get up, and quit worshipping me, it makes me uncomfortable. What means do you have of hunting the beast?" Replied the high king. "WE HAVE JUST THE FOUR OF US, A LARGE AMOUT OF FOOD PLUS MEANS FOR GATHERING MORE IF NEEDED. WE HAVE ALSO SHARPENED OUR SWORDS AND REINFORCED OUR ARMOR." COWPIE answered the question because Potato had fainted due to being directly addressed by his hero. "I have also stocked up on magical button ups." Nasty decided he wanted in on this conversation. "So that is what you call the odd apparel you wear. How strange. What are the magics it contains?" Deej was now interested in the hip new item that was invented. "Well sir, it can't be penetrated by most weapons, and it heals minor wounds and numbs what it can't heal." Replied the Officer. "Hmmm, well...... before you leave, and yes this is permission, bring me a button up. I wish to use it as armor." "UNDERSTOOD SIR. THANK YOU FOR ALLOWING US TO DO THIS FOR THE KINGDOM." "Good, now begone, and save the kingdom." A few hours later, after they brought Deej his button up, they were well on their way to the last known location of the dragon. Suddenly, Tyger stopped. "do you hear that?" "Hear what?' Replied Potato. "SHUTUP, ALL OF YOU! NOW LISTEN....... SOMETHING IS HISSING. WE'RE SURROUNDED." Out of the bushes arose several man sized cobras. "Every man for himself!" yelled Tyger as he began to run, only to get caught by a few of the cobras. "Hey guys! The good news is they aren't poisonous, but they do like to strangle you." Said Tyer as he ripped open the snake that had swallowed him. Potato began to swing at the snakes, mashing ones brains. "Who is getting mashed now, huh suckahs!?" He yelled as the dead bodies began to pile up around him. Meanwhile, Nasty was curled up inside his magical button up. His weapon had been knocked away and he couldn't find it. Cowpie was separating the snakes heads from their bodies as they lashed out at him. He was covered in scratch marks from where the cobras had gotten past his blade. Eventually, when all the serpents were dead or had run away, Nasty emerged from his shell. "If somebody hadn't knocked my weapon away when he ran away screaming like a little girl, I could have been useful there." Complained Nasty as he glared at Tyger. He found it and showed it to us. "I call it the 44 magnum. It uses powerful magic to launch a small item out at incredible speeds. It can be any item that fits in this hole at the end. The objects move fast enough that they can penetrate some of the strongest armor. They certainly would have ripped apart these beasts." He then kicked one of the dead cobras. The group then continued on their way. To be continued......