Talk:Dragon/@comment-27025977-20160908051008

You travel down a worn and dusty path to the next village with your companion. His name is Drummod and you met during an contract to escort a caravan to a city.He was a broad-shouldered man and sports well-toned physique of a trained soldier. He stands nearly 8 ft tall, literally and figuratively over-shadowing most of the general populace of this land. He fights a 5 foot blade, heavy enough to break and shatter armour and sharp enough to cut trees, combined with his strength, in one cleavingswing. His armour itself was too, quite unique. It was made of special and rare materials to represent his endurance.So durable that, though he claims to have worn it for months, yet it lacked the appearance of long-term use. He was a knight of the order. He joined the order was not because he disliked monsters, but rather afraid of the idea of being inside all day and copulating. It also was better than leading a farmer's life. As you walk with your friend, a shadow swipes across the ground. Instinctively looking up and you saw a flying human with wings circling the air with grace. Suddenly it dived towards the both of you.A spray of small rocks and pebbles scattered everywhere as the figure landed. It's a dragon. The dragon looked like the rumors you heard. Big and sharp claws, talons that grips the ground ensuring a firm grip, and  a tail dancing behind her. But also young looking, and very voluptuous body as well. Drummod whispers you to run and draws unsheathes his blade of war.What would you do?