CALLING ALL DRAGONSLAYERS ⚔️~ Another day greeted the valian..

CALLING ALL DRAGONSLAYERS ⚔️

~ Another day greeted the valiant knight as he walked across the dew speckled grass, clutching a fresh brew as if it were the waters of life itself. The night offered him a fitful sleep, something yet unknown disturbed his peaceful slumber. He lowered himself to a seat on his favourite rock, the sheep gently waking up and grazing in their pasture, the sounds of grass ripping and chewing lulling him into a slight trance. Life was peaceful, simple. After a treacherous sip of his still too hot brew, a soul piercing screech cut through the crisp morning air like a lightning strike. His head whipped towards the dark, looming mountains to the east. Anticipating the thunder that always followed. Everything had fallen silent, the birds song had been cut short, and the sheep were grazing no more. A sudden gust of wind whipped his hair back, prickling his skin as if it held small shards of glass. It was violent, and foreign, and could only mean one thing. Out of the dark gaps between the mountains came the thunder. The roaring claps of wings, not one pair, but many. It always seemed impossible how such great beasts could take the air and make it bend to their will. But there they were, a great riot of dragons, spewing out of the mountains like the flames that they too could command. The whole world stilled for a split second, watching them with both awe and terror. But then chaos erupted, screams, panicked, horrified screams rung through the air greater than any warning bell ever could. ' Peaceful' was now far, far away, the fleeting feeling had left these lands like so many times before. The knight no longer held his brew, for a long blade of polished steel had taken its place in his hand, cradled with equal care, for this too was crucial in his survival. An exasperated sigh escaped his weary lips, at least now he knew why his rest had been so uneasy.. ~

Knights of the Realm!

A terrible thing has descended upon our glorious kingdom, the dragons have come once more to hoard our greatest treasures. They torment not only our villages and castles, wreaking havoc with their cataclysmic fire. But they too are enthralling the people, men and women alike, their great power and even greater cocks seducing the people of the realm to follow and serve them as they see fit. Amongst their victims are our most sacred maiden, the silver lady. She has been taken to god knows where, and one can only imagine the horrors she has endured during her time of captivity. She must be reclaimed, for the safety of the realm.