I decide to bring us back to the main topic at hand. "So anyways...I'm gonna go talk to that dragon."
"I'm sure you could, but I wouldn't recommend it, you wouldn't be interested in talking with a fly, would you, my bonded?"
"Yeah, I think I would…especially if it can give me some juicy info."
"Th-that…that's not what I'm getting at…please tell me you do get what I mean, though don't go…."
"Dragons…like treasure…right so why don't I pass my shotgun off as treasure and buy us a ticket out of here."
"You're being incredibly rude to dragons right now."
"C'mon, I'm being serious here, what other choices do we have…besides walking aimlessly through the dungeon and dying of starvation..or to other monsters."
"Hmm...well I suppose...huh?" Kessie thought about it for a while then caught herself and stared up at me intently. "You aren't really thinking about negotiating with that dragon, are you...?"
"Of course I am…it's really our only chance at this point."
Finishing my conversation with Khaleesi, I stand up and fix my appearance as much as possible, checking over my stuff as I walk into the cave of the golden silver, and towards the golden dragon, the hot air is sweltering.
Khaleesi has explained to me that the nature of this cavern has been changed because the dragon is creating a barrier around itself that covers the whole cave with its element..and changing it to make its territory more comfortable for itself.
The moment I reach the treeline into the sleeping dragon's red eyes snap open.
The creature's reptilian legs which are attached to it's serpentine body are wrenched out of the ground which causes a rumbling sound, as if some great stone statue was just coming to life and starting to move of its own accord. Along with the intense pressure of the thing's presence came a raging, blistering wind.
I take a half step back in fear, as the dragon glares at me in my farm attire and I can tell that it is…, sizing me up.
Without a word, the dragon opens its mouth wide showing off its elephant tusk sized teeth and begins forming a condensed beam of golden red energy in the back of its throat, as it prepares to fire at me.
"W-wait a minute, please!" I call out to the dragon which shows no hint that it notices whether or not I am speaking-as if I was such an inferior being that my voice didn't even reach its ears.
'Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap…can it really not hear me…or does it not understand me? Fuck…I'm going to die down here.' I say in my head as I continue to stand rooted in place as the dragon lazily gathers the necessary energy to goldenize me.
'Wait that song…is that my battery powered radio?' At that questioning thought I scream the words that come to mind.
"ARE YOU A FAN OF POP EVIL TOO?"
The dragon suddenly freezes up, sucks in a breath which makes the mysterious energy that it had been building up extinguish.
'Never in my life did I expect to hear those words come from a dragon…not that I ever expected to meet an actual dragon in real life, but anyways, I've established communication with a dragon and we share a similar taste in music, All right I can work with this.' I express my happiness in my mind as I straighten my back to get ready for trying to make a deal with a dragon.
"It is very nice to meet you mighty golden dragon, my name is Shane and I am a farmer of earth!"
"Ahh, my apologies…mighty golden dragon…and to answer your precious question yes I do know of Pop Evil…in fact that radio that is currently playing you their serenades…used to be a part of my immense and expansive collection of their works of auditory art…your immense and majestic hoard is a much more fitting place for such finery." I reply and excuse myself while talking like a nerd to appease the dragon…and ignite its greed…and stroke its scaly pride.
The basic, cornerstone, of intelligent life and society is communication, is having an actual conversation…it matters less if you give a bad first impression as long as you can open dialogue there's a chance for you to achieve your goals.
"But, if I may!" I continue to speak to the dragon. "I have a great many musical treasures nothing so grand as your horde, mighty dragon but in exchange for allowing myself and my companion Fairy princess Khaleesi to leave this place through the exit that your grand Majesty protects, I would return with those such treasures to present them to you so they can belong to such rightful hands." I say to the dragon, performing the greatest gamble of my life.