Dungeons & Dragons
The Empire of Izmer
has long been a divided land.
Ruled by the Mages,
an elite group of magic users.
The lowly Commoners,
those without magic...
are little more than slaves.
Izmer's young Empress Savina...
wishes equality
and prosperity for all.
But the evil Mage Profion
has other intentions.
At last!
Come, Damodar.
Release him.
You are mine now.
Come to me!
Yes, I told you
it could be done.
You have the power
of the Immortals.
You can control Dragons.
With a Dragon army
at my command...
I can crush the Empress...
and control
what is rightfully mine!
You don't like that, do you?
Good!
I can use every ounce
of your rage!
Come on.
Follow me.
Follow me!
I said follow me!
What now, my lord Profion?
We shall have to modify
our plans.
Summon the High Council of Mages
immediately.
They're about to learn something
of our young Empress...
that may give them pause
for thought.
It will be done.
This must be some
twisted magic experiment...
gone seriously wrong.
Why is it every time
something bad happens...
you blame the Mages?
When was the last time
you saw a river catch on fire?
You think they care
if anyone got hurt?
I'd love to find a way to give
those Mages some payback.
"Ridley the Savior".
That'll be the day.
Look, Ridley,
things are the way they are.
There's nothing
you can do to change it.
You got your haves
and your have-nots.
We are your gotta-gets.
And right about now,
we gotta get paid.
The Magic School.
The what?!
The Magic School?
Are you crazy?
We'll break
into the Magic School.
Think of what we could get.
With the fire,
it won't be heavily guarded.
Think of the challenge, Snails.
Think of what
we could find in there.
If we pull this off...
we'll be the envy
Trust me.
Why would the Empress
want to disband this Council?
It's a concept
I find difficult to believe.
Azmath, your loyalty
is commendable...
but we have all watched
the Empress' growing up...
and we have all
heard her views...
on what she considers to be
the injustices of the land.
But she is just a young woman.
Young people speak
from the heart, not the mind.
In time, with our counsel...
she will come to understand
Maybe so.
But is that a risk
you are willing to take?
Her revolutionary ideas...
have already taken root
among the people.
In time,
her influence will grow.
As the months go by...
she will learn to master
the powers of her Scepter.
When she does,
I have no doubt...
she will use it
to enforce her changes upon us.
What do you propose, Profion?
I humbly ask that we vote
to remove the Scepter...
from the Empress' control...
so that government in Izmer
will remain secure.
Remove the Scepter
which lolls above our heads...
and destroy the threat
of revolution forever!
And if she does not agree?
Then...
her true intentions
will become clear.
And then we will be forced
to do whatever we must...
to protect the strength
and unity of Izmer.
What say you?
How could he get the Council
to turn against me?
He plays on the fears
of the others--
their fears of change.
I know, Vildan...
but the changes I propose
are for the good of the people.
All people deserve
to be free and equal...
whether Commoner or Mage.
I know this within the depths
of my soul...
and if necessary...
I would die to make that
the way Izmer is run.
What can I do to stop Profion?
You must outsmart him.
Over the past years,
I have been searching...
for an ancient artifact
called the Rod of Savrille.
It holds the same powers
as your Scepter...
with one difference--
It controls Red Dragons.
you could relinquish
your Scepter to the Council...
and still have protection
against Profion.
I must have
that Rod of Savrille!
With one wave of it,
I will topple her...
and bring down that useless
Council of idiots with her.
What is your wish, my lord?
Pay a visit to the Magic School
and see our friend Vildan.
Persuade him to give you
the scroll of which he speaks...
and bring it here to me.
And, Damodar...
make sure that he's
no longer around...
to give our young Empress
any more good advice.
Come, my friend.
Ridley,
why it got to be so high?
Snails, let go of me.
Can't we just rob
the first floor next time?
Hurry up.
Why don't we just rob God
while we're up here?
Come on, Snails.
I thought you said
this was going to be easy.
No, I said it wasn't impossible.
That's the same thing
you said...
when we robbed
that little Halfling's house.
Who'd he catch? Me.
Who'd he beat
from the waist down? Me.
-Are you going to jump?
-Promise?
I promise. Now jump.
All right.
Sorry.
You did.
Me hitting the ground.
That is a big Dragon.
Now we're talking.
All right. Let's get to work.
I've already told you, Marina.
The Empress can't use...
her Scepter
of Gold-Dragon control...
as a tyrant to the Council.
Profion must be made
Damn it, I know it's here.
Where is it?
Are you sure you put it away
in its proper place?
I'm sure.
You're sure, are you?
Then why is it filed here
with these volumes on alchemy?
It belongs in Dracology.
Where is it?
I know I've got it somewhere.
Ah, yes, this was it.
Really, Marina,
you must stop dawdling.
The Empress only has
three days until the Council...
forces her to relinquish
her Scepter to them.
-I'm sorry.
-That's all right.
You must understand
the seriousness of our task.
I just feel like I should be
doing something more...
than shelving books.
I understand, Marina...
but you must learn
to be patient to maintain focus.
That's the best help
you can provide just now.
I suppose you're right.
I never saw a scroll
so hard to decode!
It's protected
by very ancient magic.
Marina,
fetch me some Manticore wing.
-What is that?
-A Dragon tooth.
-Put it back!
-Just a Dragon tooth.
-Put it back.
-A Gold Dragon tooth?
-It's too big. Put it back.
-Come on, Ridley.
Here.
What'd you give me
the rodent for?
Pick it up! Come on.
You already got enough of these
at your house.
Look at this.
We're going to be rich.
You know how much
we could get for one of these?
Don't touch that!
One of the lab creatures
must have got loose again.
Marina, check on it.
Right.
Snails, relax.
It's an illusion.
I knew that.
All right.
What are you doing?
We're the...
The cleaning crew.
Right.
This is dirty.
Cleanup crew's more like it.
You're Thieves trying to rob us.
She must've put a holding spell
on us with that bracelet.
It must be the only way she can
get guys to come home with her.
I'd have to put a feeble-mind
spell on myself...
to want to take you home.
That was funny.
You're going
to the city dungeon.
That wasn't.
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