Distracted Dragons

The Bronze Dragon that approached the group slowly landed in front of them in an intimidating fashion, pushing out its chest and pulling up its snout, to even more create the feeling of it 'Looking Down' on them with its glaring eyes.

"So you're back, I see? Back from that useless little trip?" The Dragon asked in a deep voice, and the Half-Dragon Paladin just started grinding his teeth as he stared back at it, for the first time acting truly eratic and 'disrespectful' toward anyone, as far as the group had seen at least.

"Shut the hell up, you damn Lizard!" The Paladin exclaimed, and immediately the Bronze Dragon, slightly taken aback, lowered its head to stare at the Half-Dragon in front of him. "Is that any way to greet your father?!" The Dragon asked him and Eisen, simply curious about how this whole thing would unfold, crossed his arms and made sure that the carriage was standing still.