Talk:Dragon/@comment-27025977-20160413045942

You were a mercenary. You had a longsword that was always sharp,  a flanged mace, a small metal buckler you found from searching around the countryside, and a sharp dagger with a vicious point. You wore a metal chainmail shirt that was covered by your gambenson, wearing a metal coif, a kettle hat, hard leather gloves, quilted pants, and steel end boots. So it could be easy to say that your equipment is not much to speak of. Your skills too are nothing to boast of ether. Sure many of your fights ended with your victory but that was because you fought mostly drunks and bandits that were better off looting like vultures. You heard stories and rumors of great monsters from the taverns about ogres, vampires, and lamias. You don't exactly believe in such exaggerations but still. You hope they ARE exaggerations of the the real thing. You were at a farming village which was flourishing and rich. You were heading to a city which was not far from here. Probably a day or two journey to there. While you're here you decided to get a quick meal from the village's inn -The Filled Tankard- As you open the inn's door, you were greeted with the sweet aroma of cooking meat and sounds of chatter. You look around the inn seeing mostly travelers and workers getting their lunches. It seems that you stopped by when the inn was at it's busiest hour- which was noon- as the servers were flying all over the place. It looked quite ordinary to every other inns you rested at during your adventures. Then you saw a knight that was imposing and familiar. And it was Shalt, and he was good friend.-XXXXX-You were on the road again but with you is your companion Shalt. He was a very tall person... very tall. Standing around 6' 6' probably. He was more than a human, very much so. Frankly Thats probably because he yields from the lands far, far west. He wore a standard-issue order armor that had been customized to his liking. It had some tears and wears that were never repaired to show his battles and adventures. But it also was reinforced with different metals to stop most of fatal blows that could land on him. Which fellow soldiers around him were appalled. To even think about "disgracing" the Order itself by replacing the "gifts" bestowed to them. He uses a greatsword which he can use an one-hander, a short sword with a orange grip, and a broken sword which he uses as dagger. He forgoes a shield for he would say "i'm just gonna use it as a plate." Shalt is (given the fact he wears the armor) a soldier of the order but unlike most soldier of the order, he had a chilled and easy presense. Infact he IS unlike most order soldiers. As talked about soiling the armor before. You and Shalt both first met on a caravan mission. Nomally The Order doesn't hire mercenaries like you but due to the small shortage of units, You were hired. The whole trip was uneventful (which is usually the best) and just traveling to a new town. During the trip, you and Shalt learn a lot about eachother and well, became good friends. Turns out he was 'forced'  to join The Order. He was before, lived on a farm with his family of  7. The farm was far somewhere in the west. As farmers, the fathers and sons worked out in the field and the mothers and daughters cook and tend the hearth. Suddenly his family had a string of bad harvests. As the oldest child of his family he joined the order to save his family to keep bread on the table. After the caravan trip was over- recieving your pay- and before you pack up and set out your ways. You were stopped by Shalt only so he could tell you his farewells. You too told Shalt  your farewells. Ever since, both of you met eachother on adventures and jobs. You asked what he was doing here. He answered that he was being sent to the city you were heading to because of a certain dispute he has to solve.Chuckling at the thought of Shalt having to resolve a drunken brawl or maybe solving a family matter problem. Shalt ask you what are you doing. But quickly cut you off-"Nah I'll reckon you're searching for a job or something. Must be a bit desperate huh? Aye, not much need for sellswords 'specially with The Order's grip is growing here... Don't suppo-" He was cut off by a quick streak of shade went over you and him followed by a sound of wings flapping. Being startled and instictivly looking towards the sky. You at first saw nothing but  the clear blue skys. Looking upwards for a bit longer you found the source. You could only make out the general details. The flying figure looked a bit humanoid with giant wings. Admittedly you've never seen such a phenomenon like this before. "A bloody dragon..." Hearing him you look back at Shalt. His eyes were still at the skies. So looking back at the skies. The figure flown about, circling the both of you. After grueling minutes of anticipation  the figure finally landed in front of you. You drew your blade to face the monster. "This is where you run my friend." Shalt whispers to you as he grabs you by the back of your gambenson and pulls you behind him, sending you stumbling about yet still you kept your balance. He started walking forwards drawing his great sword. With the figure on the ground you began seeing the details. The dragon was a female, had wings and scales were the color of blue-green, standing probably around 6' 5', black flowing hair, tail powerful enough to break your bones, claws that could easily cut through your armor and bones, with determined eyes just ready to kill. All in all, she seems.... beautiful? As Shalt walked foward with his greatsword drawn and ready, assuming combat stance. And  as he raise his blade to his advasary. The dragon raise her claws assuming her stance too. Shalt stance was steady and ready to take a blow while the the dragon stance seemed energetic  and ready to make a first strike. "Look miss, I don't know what it is wrong we've done but if you stand down, there won't be need for any quarrels and we'll be on our way." The dragon gave no answers, rather she just stares at Shalt. The grim yet hypnotic gaze was enough to tell that she'll won't back down. All Shalt did was nod in perhaps disappointment. The battle began as the dragon reeled and blew flames from her lips. Shalt dodged the attack by side stepping to the right and begun his charge. The flames, however, did not stopped as it nearly blew right past you, which had been standing more to the right, could've ended you there. Nevertheless the fight continues as Shalt covers the distance between the dragon and raised his blade above his head. The dragon jumped and let her wings flapped, using the gusts from her wings to propel her back and slow Shalt down. But it didn't slow him down. Instead he dug his foot in the dirt harder and maintain the same speed as he was running before, if not faster. He slashed overhead only have her dodging it mere centimeters. She attacked with her claws, missing completely for Shalt had ducked. She tries to follow up on that attack but Shalt with great haste, stood and use his right hand to slap her. You could hear the impact of metal and flesh contacting with a loud 'PAP'. Shalt, with his inhuman strengh, caused her to do a near 180 turn. Believing it was his chance to attack, he raised his left hand with the blade do another overhead. But the blade was caught mid-flight with the dragon's claw holding it. It did nothing to slow Shalt's offense as he threw his whole body at her. The fight was on the floor now where Shalt was wrestling for control of the blade while the dragon did the same. Shalt did made a few good hits but was grabbed suddenly by the dragon's tail. Shalt was dragged off her and with a flick, he was thrown completely off her.He landed on the dirt road with a 'poof' and struggles to get up. At that moment, You saw the dragon got up before Shalt did and with his blade was walking towards Shalt. Everything was a pause as you wonder now what will you do?