The Dragon War Chapter: 1-2

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The Dragon's Plot, Prologue

 

 

 

Long ago, far to the north, lived a race of intelligent dragons, they were able to talk with their minds using telekinesis, they had existed in peace, unknown to the other races of Gielenor(or however u spell it) one day however, a dragon named Drrgnifs suggested to the others, "We, the dragons are the mightiest race in Gielenor, yet the mortals who run amok through the lands don't respect us, they aren't even aware we exist, the only dragons they know of are our extremely stupid cousins to the south," he said, " I mean, one of them, Elvarg was so stupid he got himself trapped in a cage," " But, that is not my point, we should invade the southern lands and claim it for dragonkind, we should educate our cousins and destroy the other races," he continued, " If not destroy then we can press them to be our slaves." Another dragon, Dracdes, spoke up, "But even though our hides are tough, we still need an armor of some sort if we wish to survive we must get armor." "That won't be a problem, there is a clan of dwarves living a little to the west, we can invade them and force them to craft armor for us," Drrgnifs said.

 

 

 

Chapter 2: The Cave

 

 

 

Drrgnifis, Dracdes, and the rest of the dragons started to head west for the Weir Mountain Range, where they would enslave the dwarves and force them to make armors for the dragon army. On the first day of the trek, disaster struck, a young dragon named Grghif was hunting for some bounding deer that roamed the woods where they were traveling in, when he came across a charred bones. Grghif's curiosity was as great as his hunger so he inspected the bones and found some giant footprints leading to the South, he followed it and soon came upon a cave, there was a slight breeze coming OUT of the cave for some strange reason. Grghif went into the darkness and he was never seen again, he was the son of a dragon clan chief so they sent many dragons after them, Dracdes was among the ones sent. The small squad of dragons soon found the cave where Grghif went missing, they weren't stupid so they tore up some trees and lit them up with the fire in their bellies. Dracdes, holding a tree that was lit ablaze, let the group into the depths of the cave.

 

 

 

Dracdes was leading a group of about 10 dragons down a seemingly endless tunnel. One dragon said, " Well i think he's dead so let's turn back and forget this ever happened." " Well, you have a point.....," began Dracdes, but a loud roar from the depths of the cavern shut him up. The dragons said not a word but they ran with all their speed to the unknown depths of the cavern. After what seemed to be hours upon hours of endless running they cam upon a small chamber. Inside the chamber was a small altar with a large figure on it, blood poured over the sides of the altar and there was a Greater Demon murmuring in a strange language to a huge statue of a demonic looking human statue holding a large sword. Upon further inspection, the group realized with growing horror that the dark figure on the altar was Grghif. "Damn, he's dead, but that demon must be really strong to slay a dragon, we must sneak out if we wish to live," whispered Dracdes to his group, not realizing that the demon was right behind him... "Dracdes! Behind you!," yelled a dragon. But it was too late the demon swiped at Dracdes's head and tore it from its torso, blood spilled out of the severed head and body. The dragons were running for dear life to the tunnel exit, but strangly the demon did not chase them out.

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The Dragon's Plot, Prologue

 

 

 

Long ago, far to the north, lived a race of intelligent dragons, they were able to talk with their minds using telekinesis. They had existed in peace, unknown to the other races of Gielinor. One day, however, a dragon named Drrgnifs suggested to the others, "We, the dragons are the mightiest race in Gielenor, yet the mortals who run amok through the lands don't respect us, they aren't even aware we exist, the only dragons they know of are our extremely stupid cousins to the south," he said, " I mean, one of them, Elvarg was so stupid he got himself trapped in a cage," " But, that is not my point, we should invade the southern lands and claim it for dragonkind, we should educate our cousins and destroy the other races," he continued, " If not destroy then we can press them to be our slaves."

 

Another dragon, Dracdes, spoke up, "But even though our hides are tough, we still need an armor of some sort if we wish to survive we must get armor."

 

"That won't be a problem, there is a clan of dwarves living a little to the west, we can invade them and force them to craft armor for us," Drrgnifs said.

 

 

 

Chapter 2: The Cave

 

 

 

Drrgnifis, Dracdes, and the rest of the dragons started to head west for the Weir Mountain Range, where they would enslave the dwarves and force them to make armors for the dragon army. On the first day of the trek, disaster struck, a young dragon named Grghif was hunting for some bounding deer that roamed the woods where they were traveling in, when he came across a charred bones. Grghif's curiosity was as great as his hunger so he inspected the bones and found some giant footprints leading to the South, he followed it and soon came upon a cave, there was a slight breeze coming OUT of the cave for some strange reason. Grghif went into the darkness and he was never seen again, he was the son of a dragon clan chief so they sent many dragons after them, Dracdes was among the ones sent. The small squad of dragons soon found the cave where Grghif went missing, they weren't stupid so they tore up some trees and lit them up with the fire in their bellies. Dracdes, holding a tree that was lit ablaze, let the group into the depths of the cave.

 

 

 

Dracdes was leading a group of about 10 dragons down a seemingly endless tunnel. One dragon said, " Well I think he's dead so let's turn back and forget this ever happened."

 

" Well, you have a point.....," began Dracdes, but a loud roar from the depths of the cavern shut him up. The dragons said not a word but they ran with all their speed to the unknown depths of the cavern. After what seemed to be hours upon hours of endless running they cam upon a small chamber. Inside the chamber was a small altar with a large figure on it, blood poured over the sides of the altar and there was a Greater Demon murmuring in a strange language to a huge statue of a demonic looking human statue holding a large sword. Upon further inspection, the group realized with growing horror that the dark figure on the altar was Grghif.

 

"Damn, he's dead, but that demon must be really strong to slay a dragon, we must sneak out if we wish to live," whispered Dracdes to his group, not realizing that the demon was right behind him...

 

"Dracdes! Behind you!," yelled a dragon. But it was too late the demon swiped at Dracdes's head and tore it from its torso, blood spilled out of the severed head and body. The dragons were running for dear life to the tunnel exit, but strangly the demon did not chase them out.

 

 

 

This is what it should look like.