《Onyx Dragonling》Mages
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As I made my way inside the gated city you could see people gathering up their belongings from stands they were selling stuff at. Some people didn't even bother and just left food and clothing there. The previous guards had gotten a fair distance away as I could only make their silhouettes out by how metal looked compared to the ordinary civilians. That is when I saw an assortment of robe individuals running towards my direction. Bewildered by who they were, I walked forward unimpeded. They stopped a couple yards away and from a better view on things they all had wands of sorts and potions on their belts. These must be the fabled mages and i bet they came to stop ol little me from terrorizing their inhabitants. Not shocking in the slightest one of the bolder mages decided he had enough with pleasantries and started chanting something. More out of curiosity than pride I just stood there waiting to see what surprises he had to offer for me. But instead of some grandiose spellcraft once he was done he just simply glowed before he somehow spoke
"Why have thou come upon us simple humans today oh mighty dragon?"
It wasn't me but Precious who responded by saying, "We came to this area by happenstance and are just passing by. We are also looking for others like ourselves and if you know would you please give us a direction."
I couldn't have said it any better to be honest. Their expressions slightly morphed and one of them even gasped which confused me but one of them spoked with extreme delight by stating, "It just spoked using its mind!" Right telepathy must be unheard of in this small part of the world. The oldest one in the white robes let out a cough before saying, "We only know of dragons from legends but there are rumors that they are some that inhabit the other continents. Now that we know of your intentions and intellect let us humble humans help you wash that grime off your beautiful golden armor and give you something to eat."
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I could feel Precious somewhat blush from that statement. So it wasn't surprising when it answered,"That sounds divine. Please lead the way."
Finally a bath this dried up alpha dire wolf blood was starting to smell and not in a good way. I bet I must look fearsome with the dried up blood painting the gold red. No wonder they were all scared of me but the question is why weren't the mages. To be honest they must've known if anything could wear armor it must have some form of intelligence. Now for this bath and meal i can't wait.
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