Galen stepped on Suroz's foot to prevent the Suroz from blasting the moronic guard.

"Never you mind. Where do you think a dragon could hide East of here?"

"East of here? We control that part, however he may be heading to a couple of islands in the ocean." He said.

Suroz's face turned green when they mentioned islands.

"Islands! Crap." He turned to the group, and his face turned several shades of green.

"I...I don't handle water well. That's why I depend on Ryu-yuuki's flying. Me and boats just don't go together."

"Suck it up man."

"Lovely. As if we needed another problem. Well you'll need to find a way across, or maybe I can whip up something to suppress the seasickness."

Guram whipped his dagger out of its sheath and belted Suroz's noggin with the handle, knocking him unconscious. "That problem's out of the way. Now we need a boat, perhaps we can pay a merchant fare to take us where we want to go."

"If I were you, I'd head South to Port Ist. You should be able to find one rather easly there, though it is quite some distance away. I'll give you some horses to take there." Calling over someone, who quickly ran off to get the horses, he added "I hope you're not thinking about taking on that damn dragon yourselves. Those who tried before became the thing's lunch."

"You realize he'll be wide awake and very pissed off by the time we hit the town. I don't think even I can save you," Galen told Guram with some amusement.

(OOC: Don't mind me. I'm just biding my time, until I wake up. Then, there will be suffering...)

"I prefer to take things as they come. I only worry about the consequences as I'm recieving them."