(OOC: Thank God I finally found somewhere with Wifi! This might be the last post I make though, so yeah. Competitions has gone great! Now if I'm not mistaken, I believe we were getting attacked by a dragon...)
Kreinbahthur had watched how the two handled the other creatures, and had to admit he was rather impressed. However, this was different.
<Snowfell could die or be severely injured if hit by that flame, and I don't think Strong Hooves would want to get so close to that dragon... I'll 'talk' to it....>
Krein formed a ball of magma and hardened it to a solid rock. He then threw it at the dragon to divert its attention from the other two.
"And now I'll try this... but no one must hear us..."
Krein used his illusion magic to create a spell to muffle his voice to where only the on he was talking to could hear.
"^*^Be still, great dragon," he said in a strange language. "^*^ Who sent you here? Where do you come from?"
<I must be drunk for doing this he...> he thought to himself. <Let's hope this thing will listen to it's own tongue...>