As Rodrig looked up at the massive black dragon, he was awed. He had heard of dragons, and even seen them soaring above the Black Fist, but had never
been close enough to touch one. Oddly, he was not afraid. He felt no fear of this beast of the land and sky, but instead felt acknowledgement, even...
Rodrig did not know what to think of this, but the dragon did not give him much chance to think. She had already collected and killed the three
members of his team before he could do anything. He became angry and stood glaring at the dragon. He was not afraid of death, just as he was not
afraid of the dragon. He had already lost everything he'd ever held dear, there was nothing to lose.
The dragon turned to him.
He looked into her eyes and did not look away. He had no plan of action, but he knew that he must stand his ground. She blinked at him and chuffed.
A strange sensation came over Rodrig's body. He could not move, he could not speak, he could not take his eyes from hers. He felt as if he and the
dragon were one and the same. Images started to flash in his mind. The dragon was speaking, somehow, in his head. Not in a language he could
understand, but in imagery, moving stories, perhaps even memories.
He saw ancient lands, lush and teeming with life. He saw ancestors of his people and ancestors of the dragons together, masters of the land. He saw
this dragon's past, stretching into years innumerable. He saw her memories of emerging from her lair to feast on the criminals gathered in the
caverns, over and over. He saw how she had recognized him, that she equated him to those beings of old who had walked with dragons.
He did not understand how any of this related to their current situation, or why the dragon was speaking to him instead of killing him.
The dragon understood his thoughts and sat back to build a new set of imagery into his mind. He received the understanding that she had been waiting
for one who had descended from the ancestors to arrive in these caves. He saw that she had been returning to these caverns for nearly a millennium,
feasting on the criminals she would find in the caverns, and abiding the interim time in slumber.
He then saw what she why she had been waiting for him so long: she sent him an image of he and the dragon, walking side by side... just as she had
shown him their ancestors walking side by side.
Rodrig did not know how to respond. He did not know what to think.
The next image that came was of The Black Fist. The turrets were strewn with the staked corpses of the Lords who had reigned for so long. He saw Lord
Yshan staked there, with maggots crawling from the sockets of his evil eyes and birds picking at his mottled and decaying skin.
He spoke to the dragon, telling her he would walk with her. He told her that he did not know of her ways and would need more time to grow accustomed
to speaking to her without words. He told her that he did not want her to kill any more people in the caves. She seemed slightly disappointed, but
understood that he believed these to be good people. She and he, of one mind, were in agreement.
She-Dragon gathered him gently in her hands, creating a cage for him to sit in by interlacing her talons. She spread her wings to their full breadth
and began to rise to the ceiling of the cavern. She reached one of the entrances that had been blocked off by boulders. She used one of her hind legs
to kick them out of the way. Rodrig saw villagers running in terror, screaming and stumbling to get away from the dragon. She looked at them wistfully
and impatiently, but then began to ram her shoulders and wings against the roof of the tunnel where they had been waiting. She broke through the rock
and climbed up through the hole she had made.
She took a moment to bask in the daylight outside and then, spreading her wings, rose into the sky.
Rodrig did not know where she intended to take him, but was so enthralled by the view of the Bandlands and the distant world beyond that he did not
care. He saw prisoners running to and fro near the cave entrance, many of them pointing and yelling up at the dragon. He saw some of them with
weapons, and even saw some of the people attempting to throw or shoot things at the dragon.
She-Dragon paid them no mind and flew off to the west, toward Dragon's Aerie. She landed in a clearing on one of the plateaus and let out a long and
wailing cry that echoed throughout the jungle. Dragons that Rodrig had not even seen rose from the floor of the clearing and moved toward them.
Looking to the sky, Rodrig began to see dragons gliding in from all directions.Soon, there were dragons surrounding the two of them. Even so,
She-Dragon was larger than any of them by half.
She-Dragon presented Rodrig to them. They chuffed and looked at him with curiosity. She-Dragon told them, Rodrig knew, that they would accept him as
one of their own.
The dragons lifted their heads and roared as one.
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