Dragon Rule- Journey to the first dragon.

Stonepaw catches everyone, looking pissed off and heading straight for Zorvan.

"I didn't do it! I swear!"

"ZORVAAAAAAN!!!"

"AAAH! Hat of DOOOOM!" Zorvan points his hat at Stonepaw!

Stonepaw holds his sword in front of him, charging.

"Oh... I forgot, it doesn't actually do anything. Oh well." He disappears into his cloak, which ties itself into a knot.

Varashen wacthes all this just staring.

"Well, now that we're out transportation wise, let's start walking."

Varashen uses magic to fix the boat. "Does that work?"

"Indeed. My humble thanks to you, sir. Stonepaw is my name."

"No prob'em. I'm Varashen and this is my wolf, Brotheno."

Stonepaw says hello to Brotheno in the language of the Wild.

"Grrrrrrrr!" growls Brotheno friendlily.

Stonepaw strokes his head with two fingers, then looks at Varashen. "Guess I have to go back to carrying it, then. Nice meeting you."

The cloak shifts a bit, and water starts pouring out, just a little in the first millisecond. Then it refills the area, covering the jello within seconds.

"No you don't." He says as the ship begins floating in middair and sailing forward.

Sarillan gets back in the boat.

Zorvan's cape grabs the boat, and puts it back on the water. Do not ask how the cape achieved this, the answer would make you explode.

Varashen helps her up, "There you go mi-lady."

Zorvan's voice can be heard from within the cloak. "Is it safe to come out now?"

"Yes, no thanks to you!"

Stonepaw jumps on the ship, landing near the cloak.

"I made the water, didn't I?"

Sarillan sighs.