The Alpha Male
QUEST NAME: Jekyll & Hide DATE LISTED: 7/26 QUEST LEVEL: ★★★ REWARD: 1x dragon shield / completion
A series of dragon nestlings seem to have finally flown their nest and are busy exploring the vast fantasy city. So… want to go kill them? The armorsmith, Jekyll, could really use their hide for some fancy new pieces of equipment! While fledglings, these dragons are still around the size of a garbage truck, can breathe fire, and fly. It’s best to travel with strong warriors, just in case, and those with dragon fighting experience are a must.
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District Epsilon.
As much as the dragon loathed and hated being confined within the city, his once great size reduced to a fraction of what his girth was originally, Smaug had made his temporary home here in this very district. The tunnels made for a perfect place to keep himself hidden while he bid his time regaining his strength and his fire. He had once made a den out of it, hoarding a treasury within. While it was meager compared to the great wealth he had in Erebor, it was his regardless.
But his arrival to the district would be promptly interrupted by a multitude of roars and screeches, ones that the great wyrm knew very well. Dragons had taken hold of this area of the city, much to Smaug’s genuine surprise. So the foul smell he had picked up on earlier had come from these… whelps.
Accidental then, perhaps that the mighty uruloki had taken it upon himself to rid these whelps from his territory, indirectly and unofficially working on a quest that had asked to deal with the dragons. Even if Smaug knew about the quest, he would not care at all about it. These dragons were trespassing on his old territory, and that was something Smaug would not tolerate.
They may be his kind, but that did not grant them mercy from his wrath. Yes, they were many and they were just around his size but there is a difference between Smaug and these fledgling whelps.
Smaug, the great serpent of the north, had his intelligence. Compared to him, these were mere animals who ran on pure instinct.
Smaug unleashes a mighty roar from the sky, heralding his arrival as he immediately swooped down on the nearest young dragon, dropping the younger wyrm and pinning its head into the ground, crushing its skull under the might of his forelimb. That single act caught the attention of the other dragons. The great crimson dragon stares them down, and with a loud voice, boasts. “You are all beneath me!” Snarling and roaring, Smaug then challenges the rest of the horde into submission, confident that he can and will assert his dominance over the young and foolhardy dragons.
Astolfo had forgotten all about the quests, he was a Servant, one that had a certain title that he remained under. He was a Rider, and when hearing that there were dragons that had taken over a certain area, a part of the servant was ecstatic. It had been such a long time since he was able to ride something like that. Though because of it's typing, he was sure that he could possibly be pushed off by the beasts. Though that didn't matter, there had to be one that he could ride of course? Nothing would stop him from this, to hold onto the body with its rough exterior and if he wasn't careful, he could possibly place cuts on his legs if he held onto them for too long. He would have been excited so moving around was something that was going to happen!
Finding his way to District Epsilon, his hands pressed together as he saw the creatures that crawled and destroyed everything that came their way. It was sad, maybe if they were a bit calmer, things like this would have been so much easier? Who knows! Though, his eyes noticed one that was nearby, possibly asleep maybe or could it have been waiting? Though as he made his way over did a roar come from overhead which brought the Paladin to look up, another dragon swooping down in something which seemed to be pure anger.
He wasn't thinking at all, he was only thinking about the many that he would have been able to ride and how all the dragons began to twitch and move, the act that was done beside him with the other dragon being crushed right under the weight of the other. The sound, the crunch and how some wet noise was done after, the pressure was enough to shoot some of its fluid and flesh around and quickly Astolfo used his cape to cover his upper area. Feeling a type of liquid cover on him.
Dropping down his cape that he held onto, the crimson liquid that covered his lower legs and even on his cape, it was disgusting and the male that was now covering him was something he didn't want either. A close of his eyes as he wanted to wring out his cape did he listen to the words that left from the guest's jaws, though it wasn't truly a guest but could the paladin tell that? Unsheathing the sword from his side, the male pointed it up at the dragon before his eyes got use to the appearance. To be honest, he was hoping that he had not been noticed because the sword was now shaking in his hand. A smile running upon Astolfo's features as he began to walk in the liquid and run towards Smaug who had let himself stay upon the ground long enough.
❝It's been SO long!❞ He stated happily as he found him an area to sit right down on the back of Smaug without his consent, the Paladin only leaned forward as if he thought he was going to be able to stay, tilting his head at the way that the other had acted. ❝You seem really unhappy now, I can't ride you when you sound upset.. Awe.. Oh! Did you need help getting rid of these dragons or something-- will I get a free ride if I help! I would have tried to ride them but you're my favorite!❞
