Jason Weiser

Well, you nullify the castle part by getting them to underestimate you.

And you do that by, well, going and knocking on their front door.

Because no one would be foolish enough to go knock on the front door of a castle they know is full of dragons.

Hi, Butasco called out through the thick wooden door.

I'm here because I would like your house, preferably with you not in it.

How that happens is really up to you, but I imagine...

The door opened and Vitasco paused.

I would imagine seven dragons probably have access to more castles than this one, Vitasco said to the seven dragons in the entryway.

They dropped to the ground and charged the young man, hungry eyes and hooked claws trailing after salivating mouths full of teeth.

There were nine dragons to fight.

Two of them were off in their rooms and only arrived after the first few were batting practice for Vitasco and his beach slugger.

Each of them ended up as a spray of varying viscosity when Vitasco went room to room to find them.

When it was all done, Vitasco tossed down his tree club and looked on the house, the castle.

It was nice.

After a lot of scrubbing, it would be in good shape.

Hello?

Brothers?

Vitasco heard from somewhere deep in the house.

In the farthest room of the deepest hallway, an iron door called out to him.

It wasn't locked.