In a scene recollecting many old westerns the party marched on the Tu’narathi Dragon Rider and his mount. Feeling invincible the mount and rider only laughed at them. In under thirty seconds both were dead. The fight was over so quickly that even the dragon skinners from Coyotes refuge could barely get there in time. They haggled quickly and came to terms and the skinners began their work.
A half hour later, as they were about half way through the job the Imp announced the impending arrival of four ape-like demons racing towards them. They quickly made their plans and awaited the screaming hairy horrors.