Delphine managed to get them into the palace, despite the mess. Luckily, Burdock was not too much of a mess, and the guards were not willing to interfere with someone in league with Adykon. Normally, this wouldn't have happened, but the king was depending on Adykon to be the hero the legend had said he would be, although it could have been that history hadn't chosen him so much as it was sheer circumstance. Regardless, association with the warrior had positive consequences for Burdock, and by extension, Delphine, even if this benefit was the ability to go to the common areas of the palace, and from there, to Delphine's room again.

Delphine came out of the doorway, looking at Burdock. She could smell blood on him. Given that he had returned alive, the female came to the conclusion that

"You won. Is he gone?"

The blade struck the dracon leader in the throat, and he managed to speak one last time, although it was less of a speech and more like the sound of a little hatchling. Given that his throat was sliced open, it was all he could do before collapsing.

The Dracon looked at Burdock in the eye. He made no attempt to grab his fallen sword, nor did he lunge at the lapine with his teeth and claw. He simply got close to Burdock, opened his mouth, and a fine spray of acidic mist came out.

Is that a caption, Nick? The perspective is such that he is not looking over her, but approaching her. I wanted to show them both, without one blocking the other very much.

Well, the idea is that each side fights, but ultimately, I will not kill off another person's character without their explicit permission. In other words, you can't die in this RP unless you want to!  

The Dracon waited for an opening. When he thought he had found one, the warrior attacked, stabbing at the lapine with his straight-edged blade.

"You know what? I think you're full of $#!+. You've come to remove us, right? Did Delphine send you? You wouldn't be the first, although I do applaud her for sending you to us when she knew we'd be drinking. Tell you what, you beat me, and the best of us will leave her alone. The rest of these drunks aren't good for much without someone to lead them." The leader was no fool.

"I can't let them see me. Just go in there and get them to stop threatening me, or just... find some way to deal with it. I'll be out here. I won't be far from you!" Delphine ducked into the doorway of another tenement, trying not to be seen.

"Alright. I'll show you where they are. In about an hour, I know they like to hang out in an old tenement. If we move now, we can catch them as they are drinking, and they might be stone-cold drunk." Dracons could drink a lot before being affected by alcohol, but they were by no means immune.

A few minutes later, Burdock and Delphine had left the palace, and were walking on the cold streets of the city. "Cold" being a relative term, because even at night, it was still a desert.