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It's not a GT/GTS Error message, but dragons are awesome!Related content
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(Then start over and make a choice.)
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*I see the dragon decide it would best to run. I start running away from the dragon hoping I can out run him.*
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The dragon doesn't chase after you. You hear nothing but a miserable moan of the dragon getting further and further away.
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*I hear the dragon's moan and stop for a moment to catch my breathe. I turn around to see where the dragon was. I notice him laying on his stomach on the ground. He looked sad. I feel bad and turn around again to approach him*
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After walking in the direction of the dragons moan because you had ran pretty far, you discover the dragon again. It's lying on the other side of a stream, staring into the water. The black scaled dragon doesn't notice you. Its very emaciated and with one broken wing stretched out along the grass.
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*I look at it's wing sadly and carefully approach it* "Hey are you alright?"
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He looks up with hopeless blue eyes and then turns his head away. "Why do you care? You're probably just here to kill me."
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*I walk up to him to get a closer look at his wing* "I am not going to kill you or hurt you. I'm sorry about running away from you earlier. I am just a little jumpy right now about dragons". "My king and queen were just killed by a dragon not long ago."
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"Well, you've just found the dragon they've accused of that crime, but I did not kill the king."
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*I nod sadly* "Please I am sorry I didn't to sound like I was accusing you".
*I pet his scales*
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He scoots away from your touch and thinks, 'How could she just come up to me like that? I'm a dragon now. isn't she afraid I'd eat her or something!' But then he sees your garb and the answer becomes clear to him. He thinks, 'Oh, she's a peasant. She's probably just that stupid.'
"I did kill the Queen though. It was an accident, but I could care less that she's dead. It's her fault this has happened to me."
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*I tip my head at him in disbelief* "What happened? I want to hear your side of the story".
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He growls. "You wouldn't believe me even if I told you. Besides, I don't want to talk about it."
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*I look at him sadly* "How do you know I wouldn't believe you?. Well it's ok, you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to".
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"Are you not even going to ask about the King?"
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*I look up at him and shake my head no* "No, not if you don't want to talk about it. You are already upset enough".
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"You don't even care about the King, do you."
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*I look at him and shake my head* "Not really, I never liked the man. He was the queen's second husband."
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"Second husband? But that bi... but I... I thought I... I thought the King was her only husband."
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*I shook my head* "No, her first husband was killed by bandit. He was a kind and gentle man. Everyone loved him. But then she met her second husband who just showed up out of the blue after her first husband was killed.".
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"What the hell are you talking about? She told me she was never married before! She came to MY kingdom. I didn't should up out of the blue! She came to me because she believed she found the dragon that killed my father, the one I've been searching for for over ten years. She just wanted to be a princess no longer. She was just as wicked and power hungry," the dragon says. In his frustration, he forgets to pretend he isn't the king.
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*I sit there shocked as I process this new information.* "What! I can't believe it!. So you are telling me you are a king?!. What...W..What...happen you?!.
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The dragon sighs. Now that the cat is out of the bag, there is little to no point in lying. "I am your King, King Edmond. I don't know what happened. One moment I was bedding the Queen on our wedding night..." He had forgotten the Queen's name. One could believe that it was only because she and he were married for one day, or the truth could be because he only married her to kill the dragon that killed his father that she supposedly had. But now, he starting to question if that was even the right dragon he killed. "And then I suddenly turned into this beast. I've been like this for three days now."
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I sat down and stared at him in disbelief. I shake it off and properly bow to him. "I am so sorry King Edmond. I didn't know it was you!. Is there anything you remember she did to turn you into this form?. Because if you do maybe we can find away to turn you back".
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"Are you daft? You think the queen had something to do with me turning into this beast? She was no witch. Besides, if the queen did do this, it was a very bad move on her part. It's stupid to turn someone you're sharing a bed with and in the middle of the "bedding" (which is the first sex in Medieval times that was required after marriage to solidify marriage status.) she was ripped and crushed at the same time. The queen had nothing to do with turning into this beast and I have know idea what did."
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I get mad about his insult and forget that he's the king for a moment and yell at him. "HEY YOU DON'T HAVE TO INSULT ME! I AM JUST TRYING TO HELP YOU FIGURE OUT WHAT HAPPENED!"
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"But I don't know what happened! I just turned into a dragon for no reason at all. If I don't know what happened, how are you going to help me figure it out?" he yells back, his dragon voice now deeper with a growl to it.
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I back down a bit and glare at him. "HEY! AT LEAST I AM TRYING TO THINK OF SOMETHING!. IT'S NOT MY FAULT YOU ARE DRAGON!.
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"Who's ever at fault, I'll rip them apart," he growls.
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I sighed as I calmed down. "Alright, I know. I'm sorry for yelling at you. We are not getting anywhere screaming at each other".
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The king-turned-dragon lets out a grow-like grumble.
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"Alright, now that we got our stress out of the way. Let's look for a shelter to stay at for now."
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He sighs. "Such as the cave behind me that I've been in for the past three nights?"
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"Yes, that will do." I nodded.
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"But what will we do for food?"
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"I know how to hunt game and fish".
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"But can you possibly hunt enough for a dragon?"
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I think for a moment. "I will do my best".
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(I still want to do the other one, but a got a new idea for this)
The little girl was too scared to move, She was actually the princess who manage to get away from the castle after her parents were killed. She trembles in fear looking at the male dragon.
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(OK. Does the King know her this time?)
The dragon groans, still looking down at his refection in the stream. The dragon looks weak, emaciated and with a broken wing.
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(yes, she's his biological 6 year old daughter named Tameria. I thought that it would make things interesting, and he did care about her as a human)
She stumbles back and whimpers, believing that despite his appearance, this dragon killed her parents. She tries to get away quietly but she trips on a branch, "Omph! Ow..." She cries a little as she sits up.
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The dragon looks up and away from his reflection. His new eyes, still the same blue irises as his human eyes with the exception of his new vertical slits for pupils, spots her easily. The already massive eyes widen. "T-Tammy?"
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Tameria flinched when the dragon called her by her nickname and looked at him fearfully, "N-No I'm n-not..." she made her hands into fists as she said that, she always did that when she was lying about something, and her parents figured that out about her.
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He doesn't need to see her fists to know it's her. He'd know his daughter anywhere. "Tammy, it's me, Daddy. Please, I need help."
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She quickly shakes her head, "N-No you're not. M-My daddy i-isn't a dragon...and I-I was told my mommy and daddy were k-killed by one." She starts backing away, not believing him. With everything that happened to her, she isn't thinking clearly and is scared. She would need some kind of proof to know it's him
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He sighs. "Tammy, I know they must have told you that, because they don't know the truth. I... I turned into a dragon that night. Tammy, do you remember the bedtime story I told you, the one my father told me when I was a child? It's your favorite one, the one about the knight who went to save a princess from an evil witch only to discover the witch is the helpless princess and the princess is the witch. Don't you remember? Looks aren't always what they appear to be."
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Tammy squats down and sits on her butt, "Y-Yes, I do...but t-then how come you look like that daddy?"
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"I... I don't know how this happened. One moment I was..." He stops himself, knowing it's probably not best to mention he was making love to the queen during that time he transformed... "...in bed and then I turned into a dragon." Realization hits him. "Tammy, what are you doing out here in the middle of the forest? You know it's dangerous out here." He recalls the memory of seeing the whole city celebrating his death. "What happened?"
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"Um..." she sat down, tucking her knees to her chest, feeling more upsest now, "People were happy when they heard you and mommy were dead. They said you were a selfish heartless prick...I don't know what a prick is though. These bed men also raided the castle and mister told me to run away so I wouldn't get killed..." Covers her face in her knees and starts crying.
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He knows she must have been talking about Albert. He had been his father's adviser as well as his. And even though Edmond rarely listened to Albert's good advice, he still respected the man. Albert was always good to his family. Edmond wonders if the rebels killed him. He hopes not, but they more than likely killed him.
When his daughter starts to cry, his parental instincts kick in. Despite his weakness, he wills his body to shift closer to her so he can comfort her. He winces as his broken wing drags along the ground with his body, but he keeps going. "Tammy, please don't cry." He reaches out to her with his front foot which looks like a hand, but with claws, scales, and a palm like soft leather. He's shocked by how much bigger his hand is compared to her entire tiny body. He places his "hand" down so his palm is against her back and then he strokes her side with his thumb. "Don't worry. You're here with me now, and I'll protect you."
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