The Exploits of Misfit Company

 Drift gives no indication one way or another of having intentionally flirted with the princess. Though his lackadaisical smile soon turned into pained one for the flick. "Geeze, Dude! What do you mean snap out of it?"He asked as he rubbed at his arm and shot Stella a betrayed look. Looking back to the princess again though, he smiled weakly. "But like, what she said. Be back faster than lightning ready to truly brighten up your day with good news, your bodaciousness." He winks at her one last time, and then turns to Yvan and the rest.

"Lead on, my dudes."

"Peanut?" Kasha ballet dances over to the princess, offering her some. "They're chocolate!" she tempts. "Golly, you sure are pretty!" 

Yvan let’s the more charismatic folk talk to the beautiful princess, shuffling off to the back to keep an eye out for any enemies that may have tried to sneak up on them while they had their conversation. When the talking came to an end he was given the go ahead, he listens to the princess’s advice and leads the group to the right staircase.

The princess accepts the chocolate covered peanut and thanks you. Going down the stairs leads you down to a room where the temperature suddenly becomes significantly lower than where it was in the rest of the tower. In this room you find two things: A greatsword with a handle that has a wintry design and runes in primordial going up the blade and a large silver egg.

"...Please don't say that's a dragon egg," Stella mutters, trying to ascertain what kind of egg it is.

Nature? 11

"Oh man, but what if it is! We could like, totally raise it! It'd be.. uh, kind like us? A regular Misfit Mascot. At least t'ill it grows up enough." Drift said off-handedly while studying the egg, canting his head this way and that, and even sniffing at if, if deemed safe enough. "Hey Big Guy? Wanna take the sword? It's got 'U' all over it." The 'genasi' glances at some of the runes on the greatsword. "At least I think that's a U."

Arcana: 15.

Then with a gasp, Drift whips back around and stares wide-eyed at the egg. "It's a silver Dragon egg...Ooohhh, we take." He carefully goes to pick it up, and starts petting it idly.

Yvan allows the others to examine the egg further as he eyes the great sword, first making sure it wasn’t trapped in some way...

Investigation: 16

Then his face twisting in confusion at the runs on the blade itself. “... Can anyone read this?”

Obsidian gives a loud, highly offended meow at the mention of someone else becoming the Misfits Mascot.

Stella's eyes widen at Drift's pronouncement. "Okay, it really is. And silver...all right, that's pretty incredible." She joins Drift in examining the egg.

Obsidian gives the egg a look of disdain before flicking his tail and prancing off, clearly communicating his opinion that he doesn't think a silver dragon egg is all that.

"I'm absolutely on board with the egg." Alys was delighted Drift grabbed it to bring it with them, regardless if there becomes any repercussions. She will pull her eyes away from the shiny egg to help Yvan with the greatsword. The wizard could Identify? the greatsword if provided 11 minutes.

Investigation: 18

Kasha, not caring at all what's happening, follows Obsidian and sits down, picking him up and petting him in her lap. She leans in and tells him, "Well, *I* think you're all that.." and nuzzles him.

Drift is more than happy to give Alys the time. Meanwhile, he is content trying to figure out how many non-essential gear could he get away with removing and putting away in the bag of holding. Which a few minutes into the ritual, it turns out to be everything but the clothes on his back, some silk rope fashioned into a harness to carry the egg on his back, and a few more magical implements.

The whole while he continues to mutter happily to himself in some strange, backwards tongue.

"Some of the runes on the blade signify that it is called Ithlyss, while the others say 'May the cuts from this blade sting as much as the winter wind.' Whether that's a generic blessing or an actual enchantment, I can't tell, but that's for Alys to figure out."

Ithlyss is indeed magical. In addition to granting a +1 to attack and damage rolls, it also deals an additional 1d10 on a successful critical hit.

"Drift," Stella interjects as she watches Drift go about this and senses what might be a potential future issue. "The egg will be a lot safer in the bag. We are going into battle after all, and we don't want to risk it getting broken. If it's in the bag, we don't need to worry about it getting hit with a stray lightning bolt. Or being crushed if you go off the edge."

Drift just continues to mutter to himself in that odd tongue of his, and then abruptly glances at Stella. "But... like, that's just it. I don't think it'll fit, my dude. Have you seen that bag?" He gestures to whoever is holding the bag at the moment. "Like, I know rabbit could, but this thing is a pretty big pupper. But like, hm... I could stay back myself. Maybe hang out with the princess or somethin', and some my big little bro Argus again to hang with ya. Between him and Aeros there, you guys should be golden."

"Drift, you just put a bunch of things into the bag to make space on your back. Therefore, logically, if you take those back out of the bag of holding and carry them again, there will be space for the egg," Stella points out. "And we cannot lose one of our primary casters when we're about to go into a big fight. After all, if we lose, Kroll sends his people to lock the princess up, probably killing you in the process and getting the egg back. So why don't we do the thing that's best for the egg and the group, and put the egg in the bag of holding."

"Everything Stella said is correct and I will also refer back to the original agreement that all of us made upon the founding of this mercenary group that full participation in missions is mandatory for receiving a cut of our profits."

Alys would finish identifying the sword and provide Yvan the full update with the smile. Then, she'll trot over to the egg conversation and offer to open the bag of holding again, to allow Drift to take out his equipment he just unloaded, and to gently place the egg in the bag for safe keeping. "It'll be kept safe." She would assure.

For just a moment, Drift's face started to warp into the same nightmarish one glimpsed by some back in the tomb. "... and you're gonna have it be a young, innocent life considered profit.... You disgust me." He states in a warped voice both hollow and lively, deep and high pitched, and so much more. But after a moment of silently glaring at Vastra, he at least slightly loosened his grip on the egg as he sat with it.

"It won't fit, you know." He said in the same voice, even though his face remained unchanged. "At least, not very likely given the size and the bag's limitations. We need a... something larger for it. Rarer." Drift lets his gaze flicker around the room, and then narrow at the others. "Which I don't see. Or magic, but... this life." He rubs at its side, staring it at worriedly, before scowling and spitting off to the side. "But fine! Have it your way, my dudes." He said, back to 'Drift's' voice and sleepy-eyed appearance.

Once he had his things more or less back, he steps away to let the others handle the egg. The whole his face betraying nothing more than the easy going air of the genasi once more.

"We aren't going to do anything we think might hurt it, Drift," Stella says levelly. "And this life isn't profit, you are correct, but it is going to add value to our lives, and we would like to do everything in our power to keep it safe, which includes putting it in a safe place and then maximizing our chances of beating Kroll and getting back to the Material Plane where it will be safe." She glances at Vastra. "All right, let's get it into the bag so we can be on our way and deal with Kroll." She lets Vastra deal with that while Stella rises, giving Drift a look that says she does not believe he just relaxed like that, and slips to the front of the group as they continue through the castle.

"I was less counting the egg as profit and more anything else that we might receive as a reward for this entire enterprise. And besides, if we can fit Kasha's infinite supply of peanuts in the other bag, then surely we can fit an egg that's the size of a fully grown woman curled up into a ball inside the bag." Vastra puts the egg in the bag without issue and then entrusts it to whoever has carrying duty. "If everyone is ready to go, then let's take care of this Kroll fellow and be done with it."