A few moments later, we were making our way to the dungeon, hunting down a menacing baby dragon. In a very princely manner, I dropped to my knees and crawled across the dirty floor, checking under the straw in the cells. Flipping over any stones the little beast could have crawled behind. Val assembled a few hunters, and they were all in similar positions, softly cooing and clucking their tongues to lure the hatchling out. I shook my head at the sight. Here stood some of the most fearsome members of my court, crawling around the dungeon, hunting a baby dragon.
