Finally we had managed to make it into the Scketer Planes, a thick jungles of green expanded for miles upon miles with pockets of open space revealing the swampy lands beneath the Treeline.

"Xen!...XEN! Get us down on the ground you idiot!"

"Huh what are you tal..."

*Peoff*

"Eh?" a small green object was hurdling towards us, through sheer luck I managed to narrowly dodge it.

*Pefuff*

"What the fuck!" I scream as the tiny little object explodes into a volley of spikes and green dust.

"WE'RE BEING ATTACKED BY THE DANDELIONS YOU DUMBASS!"

Dandelions? that harmless weed couldn't poss...

*Peoff**Peoff**Peoff**Peoff*

Even from our distance the exploding flowers could be heard as a barraged of hundreds of projectiles came screaming at us.

Dodging as best I could the little green objects were too numerous to dodge, I felt a tap hit my wing, a quick glance only proving my worst fear, a ball shaped cluster of green spikes embedded into my right wing.

*Pe...*

"Fuck..." we both muttered.

*...FUFF*

The spikey ball exploding in a shower of spikes and Goo, the explosion of needles scattering everywhere narrowly avoiding Legna, my wing however unharmed and yet... shit its getting heavier?!

Shit I'm losing balance! My only solution would be to land quickly...

"Hey Legna!"

"WHAT!"

"Remember our first flight...."

"...Fuck off don't you even dare! DON'T YOU DAAAAAAAAA....."

Legna's screams are quickly muffled as I go into a nose dive towards the ground, my speed increasing along with my wing growing heavy growing increasingly difficult to balance myself as the ground grew closer and closer.

Curse of Boiling Blood was Resisted

Curse of Melted bones was Resisted

Ignoring the blue screen I narrowly avoid the flying bombs, aiming for a clear patch among the swamp and tree's, gritting my teeth for what could only be described as suicidal I put my plan into motion.

With only moments to spare I pull myself out of the nose dive and unfurrow my wings as if they were parachutes, an intense pain flares as if I'd were they were being plucked by a giant my speed haltering by a third.

My wings giving slightly I hit the Treeline, branches and leaves smack against my scales as I break through the thick foliage into an open field.

*THUD* *Splash*

my landing harsh I leave a small crater where I've landed with a pained sigh I sit up as I examine the surrounding area.

Flying is now level 2

Oh just fuck off...

The unpleasant goes by before a somewhat familiar feeling crept over me.

"Hey Legna does this feel familiar to you as well?" I called out.

*MHMmmhmmm* I hear Legna call out from nearby half buried in a quagmire.

*Gulp* shit... slowly crawling over towards the pile of black clothing that should have been Legna I pluck him from his muddy prison

Slowly pulling Legna up from his leg revealing a face of thunder and mud.... slowly I start lowering him back in.

"YOU FUCKING CUNT WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU EVEN DOING! DIDN'T I FUCKING TELL YOU NOT TO DO THAT AGAIN!..." skillfully throwing him down on the ground as he wriggles about he proceeds to curse and stomp about.

....yup I think he's angry....

*Groan*

Twitching in surprise I stare at Legna, the angry Gnoman responding with a confused shrug.

Scanning around for the source of the groan it wasn't long until we were left scratching our heads.

*Groan*

"Ah...Xen..."

"Yes Legn...." my response cut short as he points out in slight shock towards my feet revealing a pile of bloodied dirt.

"OH SHIT!" I said leaping off where I'd been sitting.

The spot I'd been standing on marked in red and for a moment it remained unmoving.

"Ooooh god that was painful..." A female voice moans, from within the shifting red dirt, a whitish figure emerging from where I once sat.

The figure finally in view she stood at 5'6, its clear that Legna wasn't lying when he said they literally looked like rats, with shifty ears, beady nose and eyes and whiskers complete with thick white fur.

Her body covered in greenish rags matted with red and holes while allowing room for her thick rat tail that swayed behind her but strangely the women had no shoes on displaying her thick rat feet, she was quite literally a humongous rat that has learnt how to stand up.

"That's a fucking huge rat" i muttered, her ears slightly twitching in response.

*Splirt* a gruesome spray of blood spraying forth from one the holes from her chest, the nearby Legna getting slapped with a mouthful before he even had time to duck.

"*pffft* fuck you, you sick bastard!" his protest being the least of my worries as this strange women stands there silent.

"Holy fuck are you ok?" I called out but received no reply.

"Hey bitch you even listening!" Legna called out in irritation.

"Oh sorry, I'm still a little shocked that some kids lizard came and squashed me"

"I'M A HYDRAGON!" "I'M NOT A KID YOU CUNT!" we cried out together.

*woosh* a gust of wind blows by as we stood there staring at each other.

"Whatever, looks like I'm dealing with two morons if they can't even apologize for trampling on nobility ohohoh" she said with a pretentious laugh.

"Your not nobility if your wearing fucking rags then I'm a bloody king" Legna retorts.

"The king of Maggots himself? oh what a wonderful visit your majesty has visited upon me, why didn't you come sooner" she said with a smirk and lazy bow.

"Ok now hang on you two are acting like children..." I said.

"Children?" they both said.

"I've still not heard a sorry from flattering me you dumb flying lizard" her words as sharp as knives they struck with deadly precision.

Curse of Tortured Ghosts was Resisted

Feeling the pressure of an angry Gnoman and Rat Person I don't I'm going survive much more of this....

"Look I'm sorry for landing on you but honestly you look fine..ish" with a sigh I continue.

"Anyway we haven't introduced ourselves...my names Xen and my friends here is Legna"

"Oh a peasant introducing themselves before I do? how rude of me, my name is Rattertails The Third, daughter of Ratters The Mother" she said along with a bow that even a king would find hard to question.

Name: Rattertails The ThirdLevel: 86DescriptionRace: Scketerverinianer "Rat People"- Passive (Immortality) - Nothing can kill you

- Cursed (Triple Negative Luck) - Cursed to suffer

- Passive (Nobility) Those mentally weaker than you will awe at your noble presence

- Active (Shadow Arts) manipulate the shadows to do your bidding (Advance) control

- Pain immunity

......

Scketerverinianer? wait its not Rat People?

"As to why I'm ok is rather simple I blessed by god with immortality Ohohoh" with that same noble laughter we're left in awkward silence

"Really are you going to do that fucking obnoxious laugh everytime you say something" Legna mutters.

"Well it depends, should a child really be swearing so much in front of their superiors"

Mouth a wide at what she said i leap into action holding the now angry Legna back from pouncing on her.

"So anyway where are we...madam" I said while increasingly struggling to contain the squirming Legna.

Curse of Withering Flesh was Resisted

"Well clearly you two don't know otherwise you wouldn't have flown over the dragon's graveyard, we're just south of the village of Woodstone" she said pointing towards the far distance.

"Well anyway as much as a noble such as myself loves to interact with peasants I've got bett...."

*BANG*

Where she once stood now lay a large tree or what should be better described as a tree club, the owner of which emerged from among the Treeline as if to announce their arrival.

"UGH ME DINNER READY!" "NO ME DINNER" A two headed troll called out as it emerged from the thick foliage, its green fat fingers picking its club as it drool in anticipation of its meal.

Suddenly the Troll's fat body twists towards us "LIZARD AND CHILD AFTER FOOD" "GOOD MEAT" they called out together.

Having said the magic word me and Legna jump into action, aiming a FireBall at the fat bastard exploding into cloud of smoke and splinters.

"UGH PUNY THING HURT US" "GRRAWW" They screamed through the smoke, the weapon destroyed and chunks of flesh peeling off they charge towards me in a fit of rage.

Anticipating their charge I leap towards them Slashing at them with infused claws, each strike drawing thick gushing blood but I underestimated both their resolve and regeneration, the charge unhindered they launch their attack upon me.

*SLAM*

Their thick green arms slamming into my back, I'm driven face first into the muddy ground before a barrage of strong punches, rolling along the ground to avoid the barrage I manage to nick their legs causing them to stumble giving me time to get back onto my feet.

"Dragon's Vapo..."

"Shadow Art Nobles Guillotine!" A calm voice called out

*SLICK* *thump*

The trolls heads now cleanly separated from their body, an expression of confusion now etched permanently on them as they lay on the floor.

"What? surely peasants can at least deal with a small trolls..."

"uhmm..."

"Then its decided a noble MUST protect the weak so I'll let you join me ohohoh"

Covered in mud and troll blood I can only nod my head.

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Author's note:

Something which I should have thought of asking is whether you guys like the sound effects I've been adding, do you feel they add anything or are they not worth it in your opinion?

Plus how do you guys like the new companion?