Trouble with Dragons (Open)
Posted: November 13th, 2020, 4:03 pm
Professor Jonathan Zeal was in Fellsguard for his monthly supply run. He would meet his student Dez in a couple days away from the city. Then he would ride the dragon back to the cave. However, he saw something on his way to the gate that nearly caused him to drop his satchels of goods. A bounty poster for his pupil was attached to a board with other wanted criminals. There was a picture of the dragon's head beside the teenager's face the creature wore last time in Fellsguard on the same parchment. Below the well drawn sketches a few sentences were placed along with a address ten miles east of Verdant row.
Attention adventurers this creature is wanted for destructive property damage. Including three top of the line ships belongoing to Lord Tristan of house Nyhasa. For further details present yourself at the nobles country estate.
"By Cecilia's grace, I have to warn the lad!" The panicked words were whispered under his breath. Then he picked up his pace significantly to get out of town.
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In Verdant Row several people in sailors garb were passing out bounty posters around town. Some folks laughed at the absurdity of it. Others looked at it with clear fear. For most the unmistakable question presented itself. What kind of fool would willingly go after a dragon?
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As Hawthorne finished her latest tale a commotion began. The Preamble was always a hub for information in Ajteire. The argument centered around the merits of property versus sacred duties. The Luck Dragon had aided several citizens over the past two hundred years. Did he really deserve this human nobles bounty on him?
The fae bard had once been saved by Dessrexin over a century ago. "I value the life I was given so take your discussion elsewhere. I still have a lot of stories to tell today. I would hate to ruin the mood by making you heed my suggestion!" Thankfully, they listened to her words and left.
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"Baldur, what are you doing?" Goldy looked quite annoyed at the bounty notice going up in the Bearded Siren.
"Oh nothing, just earning a couple months wages in a day. Seriously what kind of idiot do you have to be to think anyone would go after a dragon of all things?" Natives of Domrhask were not going to follow such stupidity in his opinion. The miner thought to himself.
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Dessrexin noticed his teacher was out of breath when he arrived. "What is the matter sir are bandits after you?"
"No my boy it seems saving that girl from slavers months ago had unexpected consequences. I don't know if Lord Tristan had anything to do with the human trafficking. However, it seems he wants compensation reguardless. There is a bounty on you now." The old man was never going to understand why innocent lives had to be at risk for others' greed.
"Well that is distressing, I think you should stay with Hanna and Hilda for the time being. I need to return home to prepare for visitors seeking something besides a wish." With that Dessrexin dropped his human appearance. "I think those girls will make great students for you. Just in case fate goes against me this time. You a worthy to teach any seeking knowledge." Then the dragon flew away heading north east to his den.
Jonny was crying tears of grief. He knew his pupil well enough to understand a final goodbye. "May fate bring you another way my friend."
Attention adventurers this creature is wanted for destructive property damage. Including three top of the line ships belongoing to Lord Tristan of house Nyhasa. For further details present yourself at the nobles country estate.
"By Cecilia's grace, I have to warn the lad!" The panicked words were whispered under his breath. Then he picked up his pace significantly to get out of town.
***
In Verdant Row several people in sailors garb were passing out bounty posters around town. Some folks laughed at the absurdity of it. Others looked at it with clear fear. For most the unmistakable question presented itself. What kind of fool would willingly go after a dragon?
***
As Hawthorne finished her latest tale a commotion began. The Preamble was always a hub for information in Ajteire. The argument centered around the merits of property versus sacred duties. The Luck Dragon had aided several citizens over the past two hundred years. Did he really deserve this human nobles bounty on him?
The fae bard had once been saved by Dessrexin over a century ago. "I value the life I was given so take your discussion elsewhere. I still have a lot of stories to tell today. I would hate to ruin the mood by making you heed my suggestion!" Thankfully, they listened to her words and left.
***
"Baldur, what are you doing?" Goldy looked quite annoyed at the bounty notice going up in the Bearded Siren.
"Oh nothing, just earning a couple months wages in a day. Seriously what kind of idiot do you have to be to think anyone would go after a dragon of all things?" Natives of Domrhask were not going to follow such stupidity in his opinion. The miner thought to himself.
***
Dessrexin noticed his teacher was out of breath when he arrived. "What is the matter sir are bandits after you?"
"No my boy it seems saving that girl from slavers months ago had unexpected consequences. I don't know if Lord Tristan had anything to do with the human trafficking. However, it seems he wants compensation reguardless. There is a bounty on you now." The old man was never going to understand why innocent lives had to be at risk for others' greed.
"Well that is distressing, I think you should stay with Hanna and Hilda for the time being. I need to return home to prepare for visitors seeking something besides a wish." With that Dessrexin dropped his human appearance. "I think those girls will make great students for you. Just in case fate goes against me this time. You a worthy to teach any seeking knowledge." Then the dragon flew away heading north east to his den.
Jonny was crying tears of grief. He knew his pupil well enough to understand a final goodbye. "May fate bring you another way my friend."