A knight fallowed a trail of dragon's blood wanting to know what had happened to the creature after he had fought off the rest of the knights. He could be the one every knight was looking for recently after a king had offered a large and handsome reward for the return of his daughter. Of course He had no need for the money--yes, he was a knight and a damn good one at that--but he just wasn't interested in helping the girl. It sounded cruel but he knew that if the girl was dead or something they most likely would have found her corpse or half dying somewhere by now. She might have just ran away with a lover or fallen in love or something to that affect.<br/><br/>"Now where did he go...." the knight had muttered and fallowed the trailed  to a high mountain with a cave at the top....?<br/><br/>Blinking the knight groaned, "Couldn't it be underground?"  He looked down at his clunky grey armor and shrugged. Quickly he undressed and redressed into more light material clothing and prepared himself to climb up the mountain side. The sun beat down on his skin making a shade darker then it already was making him grin. After all it was because of his dark bronze colored skin they called him the Tinted Knight. Reaching the cave entrance he wiped off the sheen layer of sweat from his brow and tied his hair up into a high pony tail and made his way through the cave.