Leon watched as she smiled, and oh how he loved the way she smiled. As she asked him if he wanted another "I shall have another, it is some fine ale you serve here" He replied and then watched as she filled his mug. Then too a stool and sat on it. Leon watched her intently as she studied him, and he couldn't help but give a small smile.<br/><br/>As she asked him for a tale, he could not help but laugh a slight, as she told him about his reputation. Telling him how the townsfolk portrayed him. Although, Leon would never be one to admit it, he was glad that they admired him so. When she giggled, Leon gave her a smile, a real smile. His perfectly white teeth peeking as he smiled so. "You have a glorious laugh fair maiden, something I wish to hear again sometime" He commented as she went to get herself a Cider. Leon waited until she was seated and ready to listen to the tale he was about to unravel to her. Of course he would probably extend the details a little, but nothing that would make it any less believable.<br/><br/>"So, our tale begins, on a wet and stormy day, not much unlike today" Leon began, giving Annabelle a wink as he continued to talk. "The King had requested my service immediately, of course I accepted, as I arrived, he looked worried... desperate almost." He added " I asked our dear King, 'Why you Kingship, what is the matter of urgency' he looked at me with a grave look and replied 'I fearfully regret to inform you, that the Eastern Kingdom is under attack' So naturally I was becoming worried myself, I looked at the King, and asked 'Whom, my lord is attacking the East?' So by now the King was becoming agitated, I did not wish to see him in such a manner, 'DragonKin' Was all he could reply to me. I then knew my duty." Leon took a breath, and a sip of his ale, then continued. " I went out to the stable, and took Falcon, my trusty steed and rushed over to the Eastern Kingdom, as fast as Falcon could carry me. I get there, and I see a terrible sight, a sight, that one, would never want to see. Buildings, Markets, everything was on fire. People were running and scrambling all over the place. I helped those whom were stuck in burning buildings. Leaving Falcon on the border, not wanting him to come to any harm." Leon took another breath and another sip "So there was this one house, a baker lived there, with his wife and son, now the Baker and his wife had gotten out, but when I heard that his son was trapped, I knew I had to save the poor child. I burst into the burning building, searching high and low for the boy, but I could not find him. Then, in the kitchen, I heard a small cry, I ran in as fast as I could, dodging flames from every angle. Heating up my armour I was becoming weak, but I pushed though." He continued "Then, I saw the boy, trapped under a roof beam, pulling the beam off him, he managed to wiggle free, but he had breathed in so much smoke. I picked him up and carried him out of the building, literally just in time, as the building collapsed a few seconds later. " Leon took yet another breath, but no drink this time. " So, I knew my quest was not over yet, I knew I must slain the beast whom had caused such destruction. The beast had already left, so I carried on to the other side of the Eastern Kingdom, and followed the path of destruction. Which sure enough led me to the foul beast. I drew my blade, and slashed at it's tail. The beast roared out in pain and turned around. I knew at that moment, I would either kill or be killed." Leon paused for a moment, as though recalling the details as to what happened after that. "The beast came down to my level, almost looked me in the eyes as to laugh, and as he opened his repulsive jaw, that was when I struck the beast. I stuck my blade through the roof of his mouth, and pulled it back out in one swift movement. However, the dragon was not slain...." Leon took another short pause. Then continued " ... He got up, roaring his mighty roar in pain, at that moment. Unexpectedly, Falcon came charging up behind me, I pulled myself atop him, and stood on his back. Now giving me the height I needed to reach the beast's underside. I gave a few quick jabs to the chest, but alas, the Dragon was not slain. I dodged a swipe from the sharp claw, and then, I saw a weak point, on one side, under the wing of the Dragon was a missing scale." Leon added, taking a mouthful of ale and swallowing "Now, as you may or may not be aware, a  dragons scale is like iron, almost impossible to pierce, so I seized this unlikely opportunity, and pushed my blade right into the weakened space, and turned it around and around. As the beast tried to swipe at me and push me off, I clung to my sword, pushing and turning further, until after about 10 minutes of fighting with the beast, he fell to his death." Leon finished and took some more of his drink and smiled at Annabelle, who had seemed to be intently listening the whole time. Of course, Leon, is like most story tellers, he had a few hand movements, for he believed it added to the story. It wasn't his most grandest tale, but to him, it was a personal achievement, for what he had left unsaid, it was that very act. That had gotten him knighthood in the beginning.