The dragon considered, clearly thinking about how to describe it. "Like the weapons your other humans are carrying," he said, gesturing with his claws to try and describe. "But bigger. Longer, at least," he said, holding his claws a little less than five feet apart, compared to the thee-and-a-half foot rifles the soldiers carried. "Probably heavier, too, from the looks of it... it weighs about as much as fifteen hundred coins." Doing a little mental math, that would put the rifle at about thirty pounds. "I found it lying in a field; I noticed it as I was flying overhead, and thought it was quite curious."