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At least half of the people from the town where he was born were dead... probably more than that, the devastation had been unspeakable. Out of those who had escaped with their lives many others were severely injured, many children had been left without parents. One such child was seven year old Riley, the slightly built redhead having found the charred remains of his parents and his infant sister amidst the rubble of their house. The fact that he hadn't been there at the time, a mere fluke, likely the only thing that had saved him.
That discovery served to light a fire of hatred inside the boy and he went to where he knew his father kept a sword and he took the weapon. It was much to large to be wielded effectively by the child and Riley was not trained for combat but the child didn't care. He wanted vengeance on the dragon that had in one fell swoop changed the course of his life forever, leaving him to fend for himself in the world.
With the sword secured across his back Riley left the village in pursuit of the dragon, a huge red who had made no attempts to hide where he was going. In fact he hadn't even gone that far away, which was how Riley managed to catch up to him.
Unfortunately the child's size, age, and sheer lack of experience all coupled together to of course make him no match for the dragon. The vile creature didn't immediately kill the little redhead however, he seemed intent on toying with his prey before finishing him off.
Malfureon the Terrible was what this particular Red was called. And though quite large to some folks whom had never seen the likes of dragons before was a young adult just teetering out of his juvenile years. He was well acquainted to this territory and was becoming mold bolder in his displays of dominance over his 'dominion'. Scuffling his flicked the child's sword away with the end of his tail. "Puny whelm have you come to be my mid day snack? What am I supposed to cook you my self?" He snarled breathing a huge huff of smoke around the youth he had cornered up against a cliff side. He wanted the small boy to choke on the Smokey fumes of his breath- he did quite like seeing such pathetic creatures suffer.
Clearly he had not thought this plan out very well, his judgment clouded both by his youth as well as by this hatred and his desire for revenge. So it wasn't really all that surprising that Riley found himself easily disarmed and cornered by the dragon that was in his eyes huge. The child backed up against the cliff but as he heard the snarled words of the dragon his fury once again took hold. Choking from the smoke that the hulking beast had produced the child none the less darted forward, aiming a kick at the dragon. This was sheer impulsiveness on his part and it was beyond ineffective, the child issuing a yelp as that caused more pain to his foot than to the dragon, who had scales for protection. "You killed my family, you bastard!" the child shouted, tears forming in his eyes though they were angry tears. He should have been terrified in this instance but all he could really feel was that same burning anger that had led him to chase after the dragon in the first place.
Malfureon laughed at the whelp's attempts of frustration and with a flick of a claw he sent the tiny human back against the wall. "Yes, yes and your family kills cows and sheeps and so on and so forth that's the circle of life. "The dragon snarled. " And I eat people ." He chortled happily to himself as he reached his claws out to snatch the child up by an ankle and raised him up opening his maw.
The words that Riley started to say in retort were cut short as the monstrosity picked him up with a clawed hand, the little one's mismatched blue eyes widening at that point. At least a degree of the righteous fury that had been fueling him faded at this point, the tiny thing issuing a scream as tears appeared in his eyes. He did not want to suffer the same fate that so many from his town had already suffered, the tiny thing squirming and flailing and attempting to free himself from the dragon's clutches.
As the red dragon's maw opened wide the child was released and fell towards those rows of sharpened teeth,- A bright shiny object collided in to the side of the red being and something caught him and pulled him away. A battle of minor titans then took place as a rough landing was garnered from the boy's rescuer. Fire and ice clashes as two over sized lizards went to war. "Stay low. " Came a smooth whispered voice as the child was set on his feet and a towering figure stepped ahead of him feathers raining from his form as he drew a blade and charged joining the tray as he hacked off a tail.
Another scream left the child's lips as he was dropped, Riley clenching his eyes closed as he was certain that he was about to join his parents and sibling in death. He was startled as something crashed into him, catching him in the process. It was not a smooth save but he was at least away from the teeth at this point, the child finally opening his eyes and looking up at what had to be the largest person that he'd ever laid eyes on in his life. Riley's jaw dropped in awe as the man told him to stay low and then went to join the fight that was currently going on. "...you have wings..." the child whispered, as he watched the man go to join a fight that was already taking place. The little one was quick to duck behind a large rock but he still peeked out to watch what was going on.
And the fight was a bloody battle indeed with a silver dragon in armor none the less out maneuvering the red as he was pincered by the man who joined in. A gnarled bite and a pinned motion came from the silver in amour taking considerably less damage. The giant of a man closed in on the pinned dragon. " Now foul beast, you'll destroy no longer the homes of the innocent, join your brother's in death!" He plunged a blade through the dragon's skull close to the base of the skull jamming the blade in to it's brain. Slowly the body took to the nerves convulsing as the light faded from his eyes.
It was a very violent scene that unfolded before his very eyes, the second such that he had witnessed in a short period of time. This one ended in a more favorable manner than the previous however, Riley watching as the huge man and another dragon vanquished the red that had caused so much destruction and that had also been intent on ending his life. The little one watched as the body of the red dragon convulsed and twitched before finally going still. At this point Riley slowly stepped from his place of refuge behind the rock, his blue eyes shifting back and forth from the man to the dragon that was oddly wearing armor. Considering what he had been through Riley was wary of this silver dragon but he was also in awe of the man that had fought alongside it.
Matthew pulled away and used a tattered bit of cloak to clean his blade... The big silver dragon pounced on the red as if making sure he was dead before hopping off with cat like grace she glanced in the direction of the boy. " That was a close one wasn't it child?" Came an oddly femine voice. Matthew busied himself with descaling and skinning the dragon as well as hacking off it's head. a gruesome sight to be certain. He cleaned his blade between hacks or cuts.
Riley's eyes once again widened as he heard the words from the dragon, the voice coming as something of a surprise to the child. "...are you... you aren't gonna do anything bad?" the little one asked in a quiet but still audible voice. He kept his gaze focused on the dragon as he asked this question, not knowing anything of the difference in the various types of dragons, aside from color. He could at least see that this one was a different color but he was still wary thanks to the experiences he had with the red dragon. The sounds of what the man was doing caught his attention but for the moment he was waiting to hear what the dragon would have to say.
Matthew on the other hand packaged what he could of scales and hide and horn and teeth and moved to pack away the head. Eventually he steppe doubt from behind crystals's wings blades sheathed. The one eye'd man look grizzled and some what un kempt and in a good need of a bath. He wore faded colors though he approached looking the youth over from afar keeping his distance for a bit.
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Just a few excerpt from a roleplay I have with the ever so wonderful Clever dox!
My daddy Dom Matthew and her darling Riley together here done up by one of my very talented new artsy partners.
They are accepting commission if you guys want some nice art like this shy them please let me know and I'll hook you up. They could really use the support!
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