As Drake travels the spine it reminds him of home. The Icewind Dale - Cold with plenty of trade. Simply checking the route for more bandits and such on his way to the housing he comes upon a path along the mountain he had not explored previously. He traveled only a small bit before he came face to face with an immature Drake. His eyes wide in amazement at the creation he had not yet seen before anywhere - it sniffed a few times and then caught it's eyes straight on his. With a moments pause by Drake it was only an moment for the Glacial Drake was upon him roaring fiercely - raising his shield he blocks the tail as it hits and knocks him backward. He withdraws his sword but by that moment a wave of freezing breath had tackled him and his wards were all that saved him as he was knocked to one knee. Looking up it went to snap at his face as Drake quickly dropped to his back yet again a close miss. The Immature Drake raises it's tail high and Drake nowhere to go - he quickly remember his training - right before the piercing of his chest he had used a quickened Dimension Door - appearing behind the Immature Drake as it's tail pierced into the ground. He quickly slings his sword and the tail is quickly dismembered from the Glacial Drakes body. It screams in agony turning to hit Drake with it's wing however Drake is ready - slicing down and cutting deep through the leathery wing. The Immature Drake harps a cry of anger and jumps toward Drake immediately - however - instead finding the blade deep within the side of it's neck as Drake had moved to the side and stabbed. It fell to the ground mortally wounded as Drake looked upon it... The Glacial Drake let out a sound of plea - something searching for help. Drake sheathed his sword and removed his Halberd then, holding it in both hands high in the air as he look to it... He begins to lower the halberd as to not strike as the Glacial Drake then reaches in final hope to slash into his leg with it's clawed feet. Drake dodges, and then sighs. "Your plea is met." He quickly brings the Halberd up and down straight through it's neck - the enchanted fire severing straight through... A moments time and Drake finds himself looking up and meeting a nest in view. He places his halberd to his back and he withdraws his sword ready this time moving close - however it's empty. He grins -
"I've an idea..."
"I've an idea..."
