To Pull a Dragon's Tail {Relius & KariaShinzou}
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				Title: <strong>To Pull a Dragon's Tail {Relius &amp; KariaShinzou}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viper</strong> on <strong>29-05-2014, 03:12:30</strong>
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				Ever since she was a little girl, Zarya Sekar, Princess of the Kingdom of Charice and heir to the throne has always desired to be a Dragon rider. Starting at the young age of seven, she had begun to master the horse and sword. Her mother forever chastising her for dirtying her gowns and doing 'unlady like' activities. Though in spite of her mothers prattling, her father, King Jorah, doted on his daughters every desire for she would be the future of his kingdom. He believed that even though his daughter needed to know sewing and ettiquet, she needed to also understand war and the rivalry she would inherit once he descended the throne.<br><br>Years passed, and she trained like every other soldier in the army, and eventually reached rank in which she would require in order to take the Oath of Fire. Only first, she would have to find such Dragon companion and they would both have to willingly stand before the King of what ever land they were loyal to, and recite the Oath of Fire that bound them by heart and honor. <br><br>Standing in her dressing room, her hands shook, yesterday was her twenty first name day, and today she would take the journey to find a companion that would stand by her for all of the following days to come. <br><br>"Just leave!"<br><br>Normally she was never so curt with her ladies maids, they were her closest friends, but she was too nervous to keep her anger in check. Her whole life lead up to this moment, the crucial moment in which she would see just how much her life's work had paid off. She would not have her father summon the dragons to her...no...she would go to them and prove her worth. <br><br>Balling her fists up, she nodded to herself in the mirror, <em> I can do this! </em>. Reaching over to her night stand, she grabbed her hair ribbon, pulled her hair back into a tight bun, and strode out the door. There would be no goodbyes to her parents, no troops to see her off, no aid or advice, she would slip off into the night...on her own.<br><br><hr><br>Two days had passed, and she finally reached the Narkor, dismounting, she slapped the ass of her horse and sent it back on its way home. It knew how to return, as all their horses did, unless of course someone caught one. Her outfit consisted of a simple black tunic shirt and pants that hung loosely off of her wide hips, the sleeves of her shirt only reached three inches below her elbow so that they didnt get in the way but still providing warmth and protection. Her raven hair just barely touched the end of her shoulder blades though it was currently tied back into a severe bun. On her feet she wore simple cloth covering so that she did not cunt her feet upon the rock, but she required nearly bare feet so that she could safely climb down. May a rider had never come back because of such a foolish thing, and she would not be so ignorant.<br><br>Taking hold, she began to up the cliff side. there was no way to get up to the dragon's keep other then this particular point, all the other sides were far too dangerous and would find her dead upon the ground before she ever made it half way to her destination. <br><br>The sun continued to beat down upon her back, though finally after nearly three hours of skilled and quick climbing, she was a quarter of the way there. She took her rest upon&nbsp; a small ledge and let her feet dangle for a moment. Through all the training and high heels she had gone through for her entire life, this cliff made a mockery of it.&nbsp; Looking up, she sighed, not too long now, and she would have everything she had ever dreamed of and so much more. <br><br><hr><br>Night had fallen, her legs shook and her eyes heavy, she finally reached the ledge, the entrance, she could already feel the heat of the torches that lit the path within. Grudgingly she pulled herself upon the ledge and laid there, her chest heaving as she though she had finally died. But the marble was cool and so was the night air as her muscles complained when she went to stand once more. <br><br>"Fuck all the gods..."<br><br>She groaned, her hands shook not from fear, but from pain and ache as she squared her shoulders and strolled down the hall like she owned the place. A few sounds could be heard, laughing, moans, snores, and other such echoed off of the rocky walls, but those didnt concern her. She would find that dragon and-<br><br>She opened the grand doors, and within was not a scene she expected. Large men and women, much bigger and taller then her played games of dice and cards, some drank Mountain Skull alcohol and others passed out on the floor. Walking through, every thing seemed to stop and focus on her. Balling her fists up, she strode through the crowed as if she two were as tall and fierce as she made eye contact with each dragon. But when she got to the end of the hall...her temper flared at what she saw, where as every other dragon stopped in its tracks, they did not burn the fire with in her like this one. And though she thought she would feel such an intense motion, she expected it to be in adoration and awe...not complete anger as to what she saw of the dragon lounging before her on what seemed like a great throne of pillows and satin.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Pull a Dragon's Tail {Relius &amp; KariaShinzou}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>02-06-2014, 05:53:25</strong>
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				Darius had to admit, when he'd first been told that an alliance had been formed with the Kingdom of Charice, he'd laughed. And when he'd been told that a special order of dragons and knights had been created to represent this new alliance, it had taken four of his kin to hold Darius back as he threatened to break down the doors of the Ancients themselves and demand an explanation. No one ever demanded an explanation for anything the Ancients did and it was only after being locked away for the rest of the day was Darius able to calm down enough to begrudgingly accept the decision. It wasn't that he had anything against the humans personally...he just hated the possibility of having a human riding on his back.<br><br>That was decades ago. Now Darius lavished in the palace that the humans had built to house the dragons that were up for selection to be Riders. Most of the dragons that stayed within the Narkor did so because they were interested in actually being apart of the order of Dragon Riders, of joining with a human in combat and riding into battle against the threats of Dragonkind and the Kingdom of Charice. Not Darius. He had himself a throne near the back of the Narkor where he sat, awaiting those who personally came to seek out a dragon. There eyes would always find him, sitting splendidly on his throne, leering down at them. A Dragon of the South, of harsh storms and jagged, unforgiving rocks, Darius was one of the strongest dragons alive, besides the Ancients. In his more humanoid form, he easily stood above the humans and other dragons, a great mane of vibrant blonde hair falling down his shoulders. His features were striking and sharp, his emerald green eyes brighter than any emerald seen by humans. His body was perfectly muscled and unscathed, making some doubt the reputation that preceded him. Such a fierce warrior would surely have scars? <br><br>Those who asked never questioned again.<br><br>Darius was a fighter, a dragon who had been raised in an environment that taught survival of the fittest. While the other dragons were content in their natural superiority to the other species, Darius was one of the few that continuously pushed himself, which in turn made him more attractive as a possible mount, which in turn led to more knights with bruised egos. Most of them didn't bother anymore, and instead looked to have the ceremony at the palace instead, where the willing dragons would all be lined up to be selected. There were drinks and food after, all of it very official and reserved for the polite company of the nobles. Darius had contemplated going once, if only to test the skills of the King's bodyguards. <br><br>And now he lounged casually on his throne, watching with plain amusement on his face as a young woman strode through the crowd towards him, a fiery look in her eyes that only made Darius smile more. This little girl was here for him, he could see it on her face. And so he sat, comfortable in his seat, half naked if not for the leather pants that hung around his waist. Apparently the nakedness of dragons made humans uncomfortable while they moved in humanoid form, so pants were required at all times for the males, and females were not allowed to be topless, along with the pants. It was all very amusing, much like the woman now standing before Darius.<br><br>"Lost, little girl?"<br><br>He doubted she was, but it was all in the reaction, especially as a few of the dragons lounging nearby chuckled. They all knew what was coming.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Pull a Dragon's Tail {Relius &amp; KariaShinzou}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viper</strong> on <strong>03-06-2014, 03:05:08</strong>
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				<em>"Lost little girl?"</em><br><br>Zaraya had bags under her eyes, her raven hair looked wind whipped but not too unpleasing to the eye as she crossed her hands over her chest. Looking around and furrowing her brow, she strolled in a small circle in front of his throne for a moment as she looked out at the other dragons, then back to the barely clothed man that seemed so above himself that it nearly made her laugh and scream in anger at the same time. In a voice that seemed bewildered, shocked, and mocking all at the same time, she looked him dead in the eye and said.<br><br>"Oh dear me...I guess I climbed the wrong rock, See here I thought I had reached the Narkor, but I seemed to have arrived at the Hall of Fools."<br><br>She punctuated her last word with as much venom as a well mannered woman could without screaming in outrage at the 'man' before her. She could never keep her mouth shut in court, especially when those talked behind the back of her family, and if she was witness to it, she made sure to make that bumbling idiot feel like the very dirt beneath her boot.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Pull a Dragon's Tail {Relius &amp; KariaShinzou}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>05-06-2014, 20:11:47</strong>
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				"Perhaps you have, little girl. Better turn around and leave"<br><br>The boredom of the encounter was already seeping in as he settled back against his throne with a yawn. He'd had his share of uptight humans, and they were by far the most dull. Especially nobles. Looking at her now, Darius wouldn't be surprised if it was revealed that she came from a wealthy family, one that thought gold and influence was all you needed to tame a dragon. Perhaps that would work on one of the others, but Darius himself was looking for something...more. <br><br>"If you're looking for a pet, however, I'm sure one of the others will be much more suited to your needs"<br><br>Standing up from his seat, Darius dismissed her with a wave of his hand, making his way out of the room with a casual saunter as he brushed past the woman, ignoring her as he made his way outside. Dueling with words wasn't feeling very appealing at the moment and all the dragon could feel was boredom. Standing outside on the ledge of the cliff, he let out a long sigh. Being the King was only so fun when one had challenges to face and dominance meant nothing when everyone was already submissive. Hall of Fools indeed...
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Pull a Dragon's Tail {Relius &amp; KariaShinzou}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viper</strong> on <strong>06-06-2014, 00:29:22</strong>
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				"Perhaps you have, little girl. Better turn around and leave, If you're looking for a pet, however, I'm sure one of the others will be much more suited to your needs"<br><br>"And you are by far the King of Fools!" <br><br>She scoffed as she was walking away, unfortunately, his legs were far longer then hers. By the time she got to the exit of the dining hall, he was already down the corridor. Blowing out a slow angry breath, she stomped her way down the hall and stood at the edge where the cliff dropped. She dreaded that climb down. <br><br>Maybe she was wrong? But how could one be wrong for their entire life? She always thought that if she made this trek and accomplished it of her own strength and skill that she would catch the eye of at least one dragon. And yet when she entered that hall, they not only all seemed to know her, but refused to even really look her in the eye. Sitting down, her feet throbbed, rubbing them down, she prepared herself for the trek back down. She would just have to find something else. <br><br>Letting her feet hang over the edge, she couldn't even see the rock foot holds she would require to scale back down. She would most likely fall on her first attempt. Looking up at the sky, and then back to the bottom of the cliff, she sighed, stood up, and then looked to him. <br><br>"I never thought I would make it here, for the last three generations, no one has been able to scale these rocks and reach the Narkor. I trained for this my whole life, for just one chance to fly. I guess Ill get my chance hm?"<br><br>Her hands shook, oh yeah, she was scared, but she was prepared to scale those rocks and attempt her way back down. Knowing full well she probably wouldn't make it. Braiding her long brown hair quickly, she had no tie to keep it like so as she sat down, turned onto her stomach and began scaling her way down. Her arms shook, gods they were so tired, her feet could feel every bite of the rocks. <br><br>"AH!"<br><br>She cried out, her foot hold slipping as her finger tips dug in to try and hold on.<br><br>"No-no-no-no-....."<br><br>Her foot left its hold, her hands fell away, and suddenly she was looking at the sky. She didn't scream, she was too scared to, she couldn't even attempt to draw breath as her death was coming to greet her momentarily, and she probably wouldn't need it after that. <em>Damn&nbsp; it....why didn't I try harder? I should have tried...I should have-</em> <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Pull a Dragon's Tail {Relius &amp; KariaShinzou}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>07-06-2014, 22:39:09</strong>
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				He looked down at the woman impassively as she made her final declaration. She wasn't the first to arrive at Narkor and demand the allegiance of dragons and she wouldn't be the last. If she wished to leave after such a brief moment, that was her call. Darius wasn't about to offer hope or kind words, it wasn't his place nor his duty. Far better for her to learn from failure than to be given false hope. It was an annoying predicament, but Darius was more than willing to carry the weight of the human's anger upon his own shoulders, since the other dragons often differed to him as the 'leader'. <br><br>Thoughts were interrupted by the woman's cry, peering over the edge to see her hold on the edge of the cliff break away as she fell out into the open air. <em>Damn her!</em> Snarling, Darius dived down after her, a bright light flashing around his form as he transformed. It happened in an instant, one moment he was a man falling through the air and the next he was the dragon of legend. Scales the color of steel shone in the mid day sun with eyes as blue as the sky pierced down towards the falling figure. He was larger than the others, his wingspan stretching across the cliff face as he raced down towards her like a fish swimming through water. Gliding up underneath her, Darius pushed upwards with his wings, feeling her land somewhere along his back. Evening out, he looked behind him to make sure she was properly seated, his bright blue eyes staring down at her.<br><br>"You wanted the chance to fly? Hang on tight"<br><br>His voice was like the rumbling of thunder as Darius waited for his rider to be secure, to grip at one of the spikes that jutted out of his shoulders. They were perfectly placed handholds, though that meant that the woman would have to lay her body down across his cool scales in a manner that some might consider to be suggestive. None of that mattered down though, as Darius suddenly pushed upwards into the sky, soaring high above Narkor before twisting around and flying outwards across the clouds above.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Pull a Dragon's Tail {Relius &amp; KariaShinzou}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viper</strong> on <strong>29-06-2014, 00:39:14</strong>
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				Zaraya slammed down on something very hard, her cheek sliced open, but her hands gripped the rock for life as she attempted to recover, only...the rock moved, opening her eyes she saw the giant wing span of a dragon and she gasped. Looking up she saw the beautiful deep grayish steel scales that covered the expanse of the dragon. It was enormous! Bigger then any dragon in her Kingdom! It was both terrifying and exhilarating as she fought the wind to climb above his wings and hold onto the scales of his neck, while her hips rested just above his shoulder blades. <br><br>Large blue eyes stared at her, as his voice rattled her bones, her eyes were wide, a childish smile upon her face as she nodded her head in quick succession... before she screamed with glee when he flew straight up into the air. Heading toward the clouds, she was drenched by the moisture, and still she laughed. Her thighs hugged his neck tighter, her hands gripping his scales as they bit into her fingers, taking the abuse of the winds and speed, never letting it faze her as she couldn't even close her eyes.<br><br>"This is amazing!!!!"<br><br>She screamed! She had never felt something so amazing as flying, she didn't care as to why he saved her, only that this was a moment she had lived her entire life for, to breathe the open air, to feel the moisture upon her skin, the wind in her hair. Looking back at the dragon, she marveled at him. She never seen a dragon so beautiful, so devastating, he was beyond words.<br><br>"It is true what they say, you are truly a great King..."<br><br>Her voice was full of pride and awe at him. She couldn't believe that after everything she had worked so hard for, she finally made it, even if it was just once...once was enough, the gift of flight was more precious a gift then anyone could ever give her.<br><br>"Thank you Drgris. Sahkor Trag" <em>My eyes see.</em>She called him by the old tongue, they true name of their people. For years she had searched libraries, learning all she could of the dragons, learning fact from fiction, and she could only hope she pronounced it right. She spoke the words of true appreciation to him, and with those as well, she hoped she didn't mess them up and insult him. Sitting up, she gripped his neck with her thighs and threw her arms out and let the air rush around her, a smile ever present on her face as her black hair whipped around her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Pull a Dragon's Tail {Relius &amp; KariaShinzou}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>01-07-2014, 21:16:55</strong>
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				Humans. So easily amused by the simplest of actions. Chuckling as he glanced over his shoulder once more at the ecstatic woman, Darius thrust forth with his wings as he sliced through the clouds. This was what he did daily, as simple for him as it was for a human to walk the ground. Still, despite his attitude, there was certainly a...nice feeling inside of him as he heard the young woman scream out in happiness as they soared through the clouds together. No that Darius had been expecting the woman be ungrateful but the pure amount of joy that she seemed to be feeling as they dived through the sky had the dragon questioning whether or not he may have been a bit too harsh in his dismissal of her...<br><br><em>"It is true what they say, you are truly a great King..."</em><br><br>A snort. King? Such trifling human titles that were passed along by bloodline instead of merit. How any nation could pretend to be civilized when they decided rulers based on blood and birth instead of the skill of the person was a something the dragon simply couldn't wrap his head around. He would have liked to ask this of the woman, but now didn't seem to be the type for a debate on the merits of rulers. It had been meant as a compliment anyways, something Darius was certainly willing to accept. The sincerity of her voice and the awe in which she spoke was surprising, a complete contrast to the woman he'd seen before, marching into the throne room and demanding help. <br><br><em>"Thank you Drgris. Sahkor Trag"</em><br><br>Now things were getting interesting. Hearing the Old Word on an untrained tongue was difficult, but there was no doubt in the meaning of what the girl was saying, even if she was unable to appreciate the finer points of the ancient language. It seemed she hadn't been lying when she claimed that her whole life had been training for the chance to fly and Darius was more than a little curious at what else the young woman might have learned. Feeling her thighs grip him a little tighter, he looked behind just as she released her hands from his sides and threw her hands up into the air. Shaking his head with another deep chuckle, Darius banked right and swooped down across the mountains.<br><br>"What would you like to see, little girl?" He questioned her, pointedly making reference to their earlier insults of each other
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Pull a Dragon's Tail {Relius &amp; KariaShinzou}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viper</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 05:42:09</strong>
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				"AHHH!"<br><br>She squealed as he suddenly swooped to the right as her hands quickly found his scaled once more, she hadnt even noticed the tearing to her palms as she held on, but she refused to lay against him. She wanted to see <em>everything</em>. She wouldnt miss one moment of this, if she even blinked she would regret it, and no one...nothing...could tear the smile from her face. <br><br><em>"What would you like to see, little girl?"</em><br><br>Her mind whirled, she had only ever thought of flying, never of what she could see whilst she was doing so. Feeling the mist from the clouds wet her once more, she looked about and said. <br><br>"I would gladly starve until my death, to stay here among the clouds Drgris, I never imagined what I could see from above, my only dream was to fly...to see through your eyes."<br><br>Her long black hair whipped about as she looked around the mountains and rivers that seemed so small. Her voice and words spoken in such awe as though she couldnt believe that she was actually here, that all of her dreams came true instead of falling to her death. And by all the gods she prayed that this was not a dream, for if it was, she would kill anyone who woke her from it. <br><br>"Everything Drgris...I want to see everything!"<br><br>She yelled to the skies as she leaned her weight with him, feeling the air whip about her as they screamed through the sky with a grace that only his species could possess. Only they could own the winds and sky, none were bigger nor badder then them, and she...was currently straddling god of wind.
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				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 08:37:32</strong>
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				Everything. It seemed he had a rather ambitious little girl riding upon his back, but then anyone who would climb the cliff to reach the dragon's had be more than a little ambitious. Or crazy. Certainly a word that suited her as well, though Darius would keep that to himself or perhaps use it later for future banter. And at that thought, Darius caught himself. Future banter? That seemed to imply he wished to see the girl again, the girl who had rudely demanded obedience before almost getting herself killed. If anything, the girl had given Darius more of a headache than even some of the most annoying dragons he had under his leadership. So why would he ever consider seeing her again?<br><br>Her words showed such appreciation to his actions that Darius wondered whether or not she was mocking him, saying that she would starve until death to remain in the clouds sounded extreme in the least, but the way she gripped his scales and yelled to the skies, it was only from someone who was experiencing that euphoric sense of happiness. It was that same sort of exhilaration that Darius felt&nbsp; when he tackled an enemy mid flight, their bodies entwined as they fought for survival...that sense of power being exactly what the little girl was feeling at this moment as they soared through the clouds. <br><br>They could see for miles, the open sky wide and free for Darius to move as he wished, the air currents lifting his mighty wings and providing a smooth lift to his wings. Twisting sharply, the dragon's tail whipped around and held his passenger tight against him, the slender tip of his tail winding around her waist as he dived down to one of the many peaks that littered the rocky landscape. The cliff face was flat and smoothed from the harsh winds, as the dragon dived down it, his body just above the harsh rocks before suddenly straightening as they flew across a wide open lake, the water splashing out around them in the wake of Darius's speed, the cool spray of the water kissing the dragon's underbelly as he raced towards the distant forested treeline.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Pull a Dragon's Tail {Relius &amp; KariaShinzou}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Viper</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 04:56:14</strong>
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				Raya screamed as she slammed her body down onto his scales when he rushed toward the cliffs, of course it was a normal human response, fear of smashing into a large cluster of rocks from hundreds of feet in the air. Holding on for dear life, she could feel her hands slice from the tight grip upon his scales as she fought the incredible force of wind and speed to hold on as he lifted just in time to skim over the lake. Unable to close her eyes through I all, not even for a sparing blink, her smile widened as she looked over such a scene she could never experience upon the shore. <br><br>Laying her full weight upon him, she reached her hand out to touch the water, yet, without a saddle she did not dare to lean anymore as she knew she would slip her grip and fall. Looking up at him, she watched his focus, how at ease he was sailing the winds of the earth. A sort of sadness seemed to drown her happiness as she thought of going back to the castle, to never feel this exhilaration, happiness, or excitement again. <br><br>"Drgris...take me home...please."<br><br>She spoke as if her voice was the very wind, speaking above the harsh wind breaking noise, but her voice was soft as it was forceful. Her hands loosening, she fit upon his shoulders as though she were born to sit upon him, her body fitting like a the glove of a maiden upon his back. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Pull a Dragon's Tail {Relius &amp; KariaShinzou}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>18-07-2014, 23:43:56</strong>
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				The great dragon looked behind at the woman as he heard her sorrowful tones beneath the gusts of wind blowing around them. His eyes narrowed, a dismissive huff of hot air escaping from his nostrils as Darius banked across the water, the tip of an outstretched wing cutting into the lake “Little girl...do you know how many of you humans can say they have ridden on my back? One. You are the first, and if I have my way, the only human who will ever experience this feeling”<br><br>As Darius turned, the mist from the water sparkled in the midday sun, a rainbow of colour washing over the woman on his back as he turned towards the forested shoreline “You feel sorrow for experiencing this? What if you had never experienced this at all? Be happy, little girl...or I may just buck you from my back”<br><br>Grinning at this, Darius suddenly pushed upwards into the air, twisting into the air with enough force to keep his rider seated, his wings levelling out to soar above the trees of the forest, the high towers of the human city doting the horizon. The air was warmer here, drying off his moist scales. The faint scent of smoke and industry from the&nbsp; far off city teased Darius' smell as the dragon slowed his flight. Even with the treaty between races, the sight of such a large beast approaching the city was sure to make the guards along the walls a little tense. 
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