Dragons
You feel unsteady as you soar through the sky. The wind is quite strong, even stirring the sand beneath you. You see a cliff up ahead and resolve to stop there and rest your wings. This type of travel is highly unusual to you... The castle looms in the distance. It looks very well maintained to be home to a legion of dragons. Stereotyping is rather rude. Says a voice in your head. You falter and dive toward the soft sand. "Who's there?" You snarl into the gulch. You see a red dragon rise from the gulch, carying a deer-like creature in its talons. "Just me." She quipps smartly. "Come on, don't want to be late."
You watch her shoot toward the castle, how you wish you could run instead. You soar after her, wondering what appointment you are rushing toward. You are close to the castle now, the red female steering toward the drawbridge, backflapping to slow down her mad flying. You imitate her, and end up crashed in the bushes on your side. Good job. "We'll have to work on your flying." She says routinely. The creature unfortunate enough to be her prey is draped over her shoulders and you follow her into the castle.
The first room you enter is an eloquent, expansive dining hall. The room also happens to be filled... with Dragons. They are of every size, shape, and color. Some of them have even feathered wings. You hunch your head low and follow closely to the red drassa's flank. She plops the beast to the table and smiles at you. "Please, join our feast!" These dragons seem quite peacable, contrary to the fairytales you were told as a youngling. A large barrel is placed beside you and you smell a strong alcoholic component. You look around at the jolly gathering and let a smile creep across your face. Maybe you will stay for a while...
You watch her shoot toward the castle, how you wish you could run instead. You soar after her, wondering what appointment you are rushing toward. You are close to the castle now, the red female steering toward the drawbridge, backflapping to slow down her mad flying. You imitate her, and end up crashed in the bushes on your side. Good job. "We'll have to work on your flying." She says routinely. The creature unfortunate enough to be her prey is draped over her shoulders and you follow her into the castle.
The first room you enter is an eloquent, expansive dining hall. The room also happens to be filled... with Dragons. They are of every size, shape, and color. Some of them have even feathered wings. You hunch your head low and follow closely to the red drassa's flank. She plops the beast to the table and smiles at you. "Please, join our feast!" These dragons seem quite peacable, contrary to the fairytales you were told as a youngling. A large barrel is placed beside you and you smell a strong alcoholic component. You look around at the jolly gathering and let a smile creep across your face. Maybe you will stay for a while...
Special Rules/Information
Dragons have lots of different versions, be creative and tweak, but let us know. this is our basic idea of a dragon, again please feel free to change things around but LET US KNOW!!
- Allied with equines.
- Dragicorns may either live here or with the equines and go freely between the two in moderation.
- Be creative! The sky is the limit.. sorta
- Dragons can breath fire, or liquid nitrogen (an instant freezing agent) or whatever else you wish.
- They do not have to be winged
- Usually peaceable
- Tend to be able to wield magic of the elven language like...FUS RO DAH!! (Jk)