Council of War

"So what are we going to do in the light of the dragon's threat?" Astra asked. She was now only three foot two inches tall, but apart from that she didn't look all that different from before. In particular she still had that mane of red hair. One beneficial side-effect of her change into a gnome had been that it had nullified her curse, and she was smartly dressed in jerkin and leggings of brown and green (the colours that gnomes tended to favour).

"We are going to have to change our strategy," Fred said. Whereas before if anything Astra had been slightly the taller, he now towered over her by a good five inches, which amused him and slightly annoyed her. "That's unfortunate when our guerilla tactics were working so well. As I see it, we have three alternatives: a frontal attack on the castle, to overthrow the dragon before he has a chance to carry out any reprisals; or sneak an assassin squad into the castle at dead of night to find and kill the dragon; or we could give up - at least until we can muster a stronger force - and leave Allaria. Frankly, I don't think we are anything like strong enough for a frontal asault, especially considering the dragon's magic. And to assassinate him seems almost as difficult."

They decide on:

1. The frontal attack.
2. The assassination squad. Naturally, both Fred and Astra volunteer. They have personal scores to settle with the dragon.
3. Giving up, at least for now. (Surely not!?)
4. Wait a momont. What's Velus doing? Did he get turned into a gnome as well, or is he still a dog?

Add New Option

Go Back

View Forward Story Tree
View Back Story Tree