The two dragons shoot Ancalagon withering glances.<br/><br/>"We're having a picnic, clearly." one says, actually rolling her eyes like any sassy teenager, despite being a wyrmling.<br/>"Obviously we're prisoners here and trying to escape!" the other says, a little frustrated.<br/><br/>There seems to be a faint Abjuration spell upon the chains. The effect could probably be dispelled - or if not, then at least suppressed.<br/><br/>"Well, you kicked her arse, didn't you?"<br/>"She used her considerable age and experience to defeat us, so if you can beat her..."<br/>"We'll gladly learn from you and study under you!"