[h3]Smaug[/h3]

Alas, Smaug finally locates the person rising from one of his gold piles. He licks his chops and chuckles as he gets closer.

"There you are..." he finishes, "Thief in the shadows."

He was a strange looking fellow, hooded, and his scent is also a bit strange. This was not a human... no. This was an elf. And this elf reeks of magic. Strange... BLACK... magic. Yet suddenly, the elf fires a black magic shot from over his head, heading right towards him! Yet the shot was easily avoided as his head darts to the side.

"So..." he then says with a chuckle, "Your an Elven wizard it seems. I haven't seen one of your kind in a loooooong time."

His chest glows a fiery orange as he breathes fire at his opponent.

"But you are no match for the great Fire Drake, SMAUG!"