Brume, the city of the dragons. That's what people said about this small, yet strong place. Every people in this small city, are fighters, and they have a very loyal companions. Dragons. They lived here along with humans for some long time, protecting them from dangers that the outside world gave.
But, this place also have their own unique method to protect itself from unwanted intruders. Everytime the sun sets, poisonous mist came out from the ground and stayed there around the defense wall until morning came. Some people of the city are used to the mist by now, and they are completely immune to that,. But if a poor guy inhaled the poison too much, they will slowly chocked to death, and their body will turned into a scally mess. Like a snake that dried out in the dessert.
People lived peacefully, and dragons are not treated like a weapons, or scary creatures. In fact, they blend perfectly with humans.
"STOP FLYING AROUND THE LAUNDRY AREAS, YOU BRAT!!" An old man yelled on the top of building, yelling furiously at the white colored dragon that went pass the rope which hung the wet clothes for laundry. The old man heard a giggle and sighed as he get back to clean the fabrics. Good thing that none of the clothes fell down or flew away as the dragon pass by.
The white colored dragon flew slowly and then he finally landed on the ground, slowly approaching a cape with fur coat nearby. As he walk, the size of his body slowly reduced, as well as the scales over his body. As some seconds passe, the dragon was no longer, he took appearance of a human child. Fair skin, white short and curly hair framed his face nicely. Eyes bright as a fresh blood, stunningly deep red.
The now human boy, took the cape and drapped it on his bare body, covering every each of his skin. He turned around and stared at the field with curious eyes. He never went there before. Not without a rider.
But, this place also have their own unique method to protect itself from unwanted intruders. Everytime the sun sets, poisonous mist came out from the ground and stayed there around the defense wall until morning came. Some people of the city are used to the mist by now, and they are completely immune to that,. But if a poor guy inhaled the poison too much, they will slowly chocked to death, and their body will turned into a scally mess. Like a snake that dried out in the dessert.
People lived peacefully, and dragons are not treated like a weapons, or scary creatures. In fact, they blend perfectly with humans.
"STOP FLYING AROUND THE LAUNDRY AREAS, YOU BRAT!!" An old man yelled on the top of building, yelling furiously at the white colored dragon that went pass the rope which hung the wet clothes for laundry. The old man heard a giggle and sighed as he get back to clean the fabrics. Good thing that none of the clothes fell down or flew away as the dragon pass by.
The white colored dragon flew slowly and then he finally landed on the ground, slowly approaching a cape with fur coat nearby. As he walk, the size of his body slowly reduced, as well as the scales over his body. As some seconds passe, the dragon was no longer, he took appearance of a human child. Fair skin, white short and curly hair framed his face nicely. Eyes bright as a fresh blood, stunningly deep red.
The now human boy, took the cape and drapped it on his bare body, covering every each of his skin. He turned around and stared at the field with curious eyes. He never went there before. Not without a rider.