Dragons and Drinks

Bandit doubled over, covering her ears as the dragon shrieked. It was like a banshee's cry; piercing. Her eyes scanned over to the party. The Iron Bull, Varric, and Vivienne were doing the same. Her vision was ripped from her companions over to the high dragon as it jumped up, propelling itself up with its wings, and hopped over across the field. Bandit growled, gritting her teeth as she rushed the dragon once more. Arrows whirled past her-- not even phased by them. Varric had a great shot. A sense of protection filled everyone's body's as Vivienne enchanted them with a barrier.

"Flank the beast!" Vivienne shouted to the Iron Bull as she raised her staff and hands, channeling an ice glyph below the beast. The fearsome, fiery beast.

The Fereldan Frostback.

"On it, Ma'am!" Bull shouted in response as he skirted along the Frostback, allowing Bandit in front of the beast, distracting it. But, Bandit made eye contact with the large creature. She froze in fear. The few seconds felt like centuries as she stared... Frightened. The intense look in its eye. Bandit was scared the entire time-- but she was able to keep moving through her fear as she watched for giant clawed feet, or a massive scaled tail swiping at her. However, staring the beast in the eyes... The feral, chaotic look of aggression in its eyes. It scared her stiff.

"Flashy!" Varric called out, seeing her not moving as the high dragon whipped its head, sending the Vashoth flying. It took the breath out of her like a Dwarven maul. She laid there, stunned.

"Gck--!" She wheezed. The taste of iron filled her mouth. Vivienne's barrier kept her alive, it kept her bones from being crushed.

"Are you alright, Inquisitor?!" Vivienne called out from a few yards away. She twirled her staff around a few times, shooting balls of ice at the beast before breaking off and running over to her. The Knight-Enchanter eyed her over before reaching into a pouch upon her thigh-- she gave one of two Health Potions she conjured up to her.

Bandit's vision doubled and circled before her visions of the dark skinned woman combined to one. She sat up, taking the potion and drinking it down.

"I'm fine. Get back out there, Vivienne." Bandit spoke. She now was back on high alert. The fear was knocked out of her. She spat out blood, looking for her greatsword. Nobody knocked Bandit Adaar around like that and lived to tell the tale.

The Iron Bull had torn into the side of the Fereldan Frostback before bracing himself as the tail swiped at him. He skid back as Vivienne fade stepped into range, summoning her Spirit Blade, slashing at where Bull had just opened the beast, before she fade stepped out of range once more. Varric kneeled, aiming Bianca steady. He drew back, and launched a crippling arrow at the Frostback's head. He hit her right in the snout. She let out a roar as she spread her wings, and knocked everyone back with a powerful gust of wind.

Bandit hopped up immediately from the knockback. She had seen a glimmer of her sword. She ran towards it, desperate to get back in. To take down this beast before it took them down. She grasped her sword before looking up in the sky.

"Boss, move!!" The Iron Bull shouted to get her to move her ass-- the Fereldan Frostback was soaring through the sky, circling them as she whirled fireballs down. Bandit dodged with a roll, hopping back to her feet. He approached her. "Bandit-- I don't know what's going on. You've got to snap out of it." He sternly spoke, keeping his eye on the magnificent creature above them. The group moved suddenly, to dodge another oncoming fireball.

"She's heading to the hill!" Varric stated.

"Let's get our asses moving!" The male Qunari sounded almost all too eager as he began up the mountain. Bandit only could roll her eyes-- words escaped her in that moment.

"Tiny can't do it alone-- c'mon." The blonde dwarf said, beginning to hustle after the giant. The winter mage looked to Bandit. The two women nodded to each other, and began after the men.

When they all got to the top of the hill, they stood and stared down the Fereldan Frostback. She was waiting for them with a screech of a roar, and another fireball. Vivienne quickly, with a wave of her hand, protected the party with a barrier of ice. It began to melt upon impact.

The group sprung into action almost immediately from that point. The Iron Bull spotted her hind right leg spurting blood-- he focused in on that. He wanted to weaken her. Varric aimed for the throat and face with Bianca. Vivienne focused on protecting the group, and using elemental damage to further weaken the beast. She stayed afar, fade stepping in and out to use her Spirit Blade occasionally.

Bandit's heart was racing. She managed to swallow it down, but she was very much afraid. Her mind and heart kept screaming at her body to stop, run away. To flee. But she couldn't let her crew down. She couldn't leave them. She couldn't be weak. She served as a distraction, and heavy hitter. She would try and keep the beast's attention on her, while aggreviting her all along the same time. The Frostback would jump to evade, until there was one jump too many.

Bull had torn her leg apart, and finally it cracked under the pressure. She was down, and she let out a cry of agony that the group felt shake the ground. She turned toward the Iron Bull, craning her long neck and lashed out to bite at him. She growled lowly as she missed, and the Bull evaded.

All while this was happening, Bandit was charging forward. It felt so slow, but she ran with all of her might. Vivienne raised ice below Bandit's feet, giving her height as Bandit then leaped, digging her sword into the underside of the high dragon's jaw. Gravity took place, and the Vashoth used all of her might to aid it along the way as she tore down its throat before falling to the ground, having slipped due to the lack of grip because of all the blood and gore that trickled down. She fell onto her back as the beast gurgled and roared before she collapsed.

The group stood in silence for a bit as the creature struggled to breathe. The Iron Bull did the killing blow, and bashed her skull in. Bandit slowly rose to her feet, and ripped her blade out of the beast's throat.

"Wow..." She breathed, finally beginning to process it all. Her knees felt weak, and her legs like jelly. She swallowed after she attempted to wipe blood off of her face. There was a click of Varric locking Bianca up, and slinging her onto his back. Vivienne placed the staff upon her back, approaching the female Vashoth.

"My dear..." She began, searching for words.

"Flashy, you're a sodding bloody mess." Varric laughed at her.

"Why don't we head back to camp, and get you cleaned up before we head back to Skyhold?" Vivienne finally got out. They all looked to The Iron Bull, who was looking over the creature. He was still on an adrenaline high, hinted by the wide smile across his face.

"Yeah... Let's." Bandit swallowed as she approached the beast, looking it over once more. The group began to head out after taking some of the scales and pieces they could use for armour crafting, cleaning it as best as they could, minimising the gore. Bandit took a large tooth as her prize. It would look very nice above her fireplace-- her first dragon slain.