Alone though the forest and fields walked a young man named Blaise, he was tall and lean, his hair was brown his eyes a piercing grey, overall he was a handsome man though light built, the expression on his face was one of sorrow and resolve. He left before dawn, the hills shrouded in mist, and the grasses wet with dew. As then sun rose this dew sparkled and the green forest was bathed in morning light, yet the mist lingered, as did the weight in Blaise’s heart. Despite the songs of the birds rejoicing in the coming of the day, all he could feel was sorrow. For early that morning he set out to seek his death.<br/>Though he had o wish for suicide, he only wished to save a life, that of his sister. His sister who was set to be a sacrifice for a dragon which had recently turned up near their village. The lovely young youth carried with him a sword, though he doubted he it would be much use against the gigantic dragon, and he wasn’t much of a fighter besides. But perhaps if the dragon needed to eat a virgin so mad it would be sacrificed with a lad instead of a maiden, and then his sister would be saved. He wanted save her, that’s all that mattered. He’d offer himself willingly if the dragon would angry not to take her, and if he wouldn’t then he would fight, and maybe, just maybe he could win.<br/>Still he held little hope for himself, and all for his dear Mayla, his darling little sister. He thought of her as he approached the dark mouth of the cave, and called out to the dragon which surly waited in its depth. “Dragon! Come out, I come to offer you a deal or a fight, you’re choice!”<br/><br/>((m<a class="postlink" href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y286/amarie_tinuviel/gaspard%20ulliel/d996ccfe.jpg">http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y286/a ... 96ccfe.jpg</a>mBlaise looks like that basically))