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The Adopted Dragon

Flavor Text: On the wind’s breath sails tales of a fearsome dragon. One who levels kingdoms, who scorches armies, and who sits on a mountain of gold. Supposedly this dragon once took a young heir, and for years, mothers told children these stories to keep them in line. All thought it was a myth until the dragon came.

[“Dragon”; playfully, half-asleep]

Your breath is so warm mom. Cut it out.

*pause*

Hey! I said stop. It’s too hot! And moist? Your breath is always so dry what’s…

*“Dragon” screams*

[“Dragon”; alert]

Who are you? What happened to the cave? Why did you wrap me in cloth?

*gasp*

Is this rope? Are you tying me up? Oh no, mom said humans did this!

*listener explains*

[“Dragon”; confused]

Bandages? Not rope? Are you sure? Because this seems like… Well, I guess I can still move just fine so if it is rope it's not very good. Still, it’s pretty tight, I don’t like having things on my scales.

*listener explains*

[“Dragon”; curious]

So you wrapped me up to keep me decent? What does that even mean? My scales cover my whole body like an impenetrable armor!

*listener questions*

[“Dragon”; annoyed]

Hold your tongue, human. You’d be wise not to insult a great dragon like me. “Don’t have any scales” preposterous! What kind of dragon doesn’t have scales?

*listener presses the question*

[“Dragon”; miffed]

I know you can’t see my scales. Those weak human eyes are useless! I assure you my entire form is covered in regal, purple scales!

*listener accepts*

[“Dragon”; satisfied]

That’s right human, apologize. “Looks like skin to me” idiotic! Mother didn’t say the humans were so stupid. Now, why have you wrapped me in these, “bandages”?

*listener begins*

[“Dragon”; cutting listener off]

No, don’t even answer. First, tell me why I am in this stone cage and not free with my horde?

*listener speaks*

[“Dragon”; doubting]

You say this is a castle, not a cage? Dumb and a liar! I do not fit inside castles. I am a hundred feet tall, all human buildings cower beneath me.

*listener challenges*

[“Dragon”; annoyed]

Do not speak such blasphemies! If I was shorter than you then I would not be a dragon. I can see from here that I am at least a thousand times your size. Maybe more!

*short pause*

[“Dragon”; slight panic]

What are you doing human? Do not approach me! I will singe you to a crisp and crush your remains you..!

What are you doing?!

*listener says*

[“Dragon”; annoyed]

Yes, I see that you’ve put your chin on my head, what I mean is why are you doing that?

*listener says*

[“Dragon”; defensively]

To prove I’m short? That doesn’t prove anything! You are probably standing on something or flying or using some dark human magiks. This is a trick!

*listener objects*

[“Dragon”; offensively]

Yes, it is a trick! Humans are deceitful creatures who hide behind their inventions and their numbers. They are not to be trusted.

*listener questions*

[“Dragon”; sheepishly]

Why do I think that? I think that because… because…

[“Dragon”; very quietly]

Because my mommy said so.

*listener speaks*

[“Dragon”; louder]

Because my mom told me okay! I know it sounds dumb to a stupid human like you but I trust my mother with my life. If she says humans are bad then they are.

*listener speaks*

[“Dragon”; angry]

Stop insulting me! I am not a human. If you do not stop challenging me then I will be forced to burn you!

*listener calms*

[“Dragon”; smugly]

That’s right. No matter how dumb you are you still fear fire. Now answer my question. Why am I in this so-called “castle”?

*listener explains*

[“Dragon”; confused]

My mother brought me here? So you could heal me?! Impossible! My mother is Ki-ada, The Luminous. She is the greatest healer of these millennia. She would not relinquish me to some human to be healed.

*listener says*

[“Dragon”; jostled]

You say you know of my mother? Good. You know what will happen to you should you harm her prize child.

*listener objects*

[“Dragon”; doubtful]

You claim to have known my mother personally?

*small pause*

Deceitful, lying, fool! My mother only interacts with the noblest scholars of any race. A moron like you would never be deserving of her time. You couldn’t even recognize that my scales were blue! How could you hope to be in her presence if you can’t even see clearly?!

*listener questions*

[“Dragon”; defensive]

Yes, blue scales.

*pause*

I didn’t say they were purple. You have the memory of a catfish! I never said my scales were any color but (stumble on the word purple then articulate blue) blue!

*listener laughs*

[“Dragon”; annoyed]

Do not laugh at me! I am a fierce and powerful dragon! You should be worshipping me!

*listener apologizes*

[“Dragon”; peeved]

I do not wish to hear your two-faced apology. I want you to answer my question instead of changing the subject. Why did my mom bring me to this “castle”?

*listener explains slowly*

*“Dragon make various sounds on understanding”*

[“Dragon”; slower than normal]

You mean to tell me that my mother brought me here because you are the best healer of humans in the lands?

*listener confirms*

[“Dragon”; back to normal]

*“Dragon” scoffs*

Well, now I know you are making this up. Humans are not good healers even amongst themselves, and I am not human at all. Bringing me here would be less than worthless. Come to think of it, I don’t even feel injured, so this must be a ploy to keep me here. Your puny human kingdom must need protection and you hoped to extort me into doing it.

*listener denies*

[“Dragon”; doubtful]

You claim I do not hurt because you already healed me? A likely story! If you are such a great healer then tell me. What did you heal me from?

*listener says*

[“Dragon”; confident]

Burn wounds!

*laughs*

You claim to have healed a dragon’s burns? Dragons do not burn. We are entirely fireproof! I could stick my claw into your hearth’s flame and experience no ill effects…

*yelp*

[“Dragon”; angry and scared]

That fire was hot!

*small pause*

You are not a human! You’re a witch! Or a Lich or some other unholy monster. You stripped me of my very essence for some evil spell!

*listener defends*

[“Dragon”; getting aggressive]

You are a stain on the rest of humanity! When my mother returns I will have her burn your “castle” to the ground and-!

[“Dragon”; realizing]

Did you say my name? In my time here I did not give a name.

[“Dragon”; angry again]

This proves your unholy goals! You read my mind to deceive me!

*listener explains*

[“Dragon”; snarkily]

First, you claim to know my mother, now you say you know me?! How could a human be so acquainted with dragons if all you do is heal in this “castle”?

*listener backstory*

[“Dragon”; repeating along]

My mother trained you? And you stayed in touch? How! You can’t send letters to a cave.

*listener continues*

[“Dragon”; repeating, non-aggressive]

She would visit you in the meadow because you were her favorite student? If she was visiting so often then where was I?

*listener reveals*

[“Dragon”; repeating into realization]

Here in the castle? I was the second-born child of the King?!

*small pause*

He thought I would usurp the throne from his firstborn so he tried to give me away?

*listener corrects*

[“Dragon”; shocked]

He was going to have me killed?! Over some stupid throne?!

*listener continues*

[“Dragon”; understanding]

So you tried to save me by giving me to the one person you knew could protect me. My mother.

*listener confirms*

[“Dragon”; in denial]

No! My mother would have told me if my life was in danger. She would have burned that King and let me live happily!

*listener explains*

[“Dragon”; breaking]

She didn’t do anything to protect me? You told her the pain of knowing would be too much? And that revenge was wrong?

[“Dragon”; shouting]

And why would she listen to a dumb, mortal, human like you!

*pause*

*listener reveals*

[“Dragon”; fighting tears]

You were the royal medic then? You looked after me in the months before I left? So when I got hurt again, my mother brought me back to you?

*cries*

[“Dragon”; sad and angry]

Why would you tell me this? Why would you say such hurtful lies?! What did I do to deserve such cruelty?

*listener laments*

[“Dragon”; sad and bitter]

It doesn’t matter if you thought I knew. I was a dragon.

*sniffles*

I am a dragon.

*listener asks*

[“Dragon”; pulling through tears]

Yes, okay! I guess I always kinda knew that I wasn’t like the other hatchlings. Mom always said I was just a late bloomer. That my hair would fall out and my claws would come in later. I guess I just wanted to believe her.

*listener comforts*

[“Dragon”; confused]

Why are you opening your arms human? Is this some petty joke?

*listener denies*

[“Dragon”; confused]

A hug? We dragons don’t-! Well, I guess I’m not a dragon. Fine, I’ll “hug”.

*hug*

[“Dragon”; getting happier]

Wow, this actually feels really nice. Like sleeping under Mom’s wing.

*yawn*

Don’t think that means I forgive you human.

*yawn*

When my mom comes back I’m still going to have her burn this whole kingdom for abandoning me.

I’m just going to close my eyes and rest for a little bit until she gets back.

*listener pets*

[“Dragon”; Tsunderely]

Don’t stroke my hair! It doesn’t feel nice and I’m not sleeping so, stop. Just let me lie back down on the table and leave me alone.

*listener obliges*

[“Dragon”; finally won]

That’s more like it. If your story is true then I’m at least an heir to the throne, so you have to do as I say! Now, lay down here and hug me again.

*listener says*

[“Dragon”; moody]

Did I stutter?! Lay down and check my hair for any more burns! And don’t stop looking through it until I say so.

*listener strokes hair*

[“Dragon”; happy]

That’s more like it. Now I’m going to lay here and…

*yawn*

And not sleep so don’t think I am. Remember your eyes aren’t as good as mine, dummy.

*listener agrees*

[“Dragon”; sleepy] {Get quieter and fall asleep before finishing this idea}

Yeah, not sleeping. Just staying awake and getting examined in a perfectly medical setting. Not being happy, just accepting. It’s a lot to go through so I could rest, but I’m not. Not sleeping.

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