Dragon born

Prologue Genesis

Authors note*******

I personally never liked these things as a reader but I read an article that says sites like this are part abut the stories and part the community and it is easier to get into the community part if you like talking to people. Yes I know I was shocked too, I am interested in feedback and comments any way thanks for taking the time to read the note part now you may as well read at least a bit of the story too. 

End note*******

Genesis

The two dragons seemed to be static against the backdrop of the endless red ground,  with this area of the desert harbouring little to break the monotony. But slowly in the distance across the heat haze, a ramshackle settlement of discoloured stone cabins, and things that may have meant to be tents came into view.

"We're approaching the target now" the gem on the pommel of his saddle crackled into static, then silence. He looked over at his friend's large red dragon, it's huge blood-red wings that had earned this dragon spices the name Red Wing. Travis was flying higher than him so he couldn't make out the form of his friend on the back, only the underbelly of the beast a pale pink.

"Isn't your Pink Belly flying too high Travis?" he said as he touched the stone"

"I'll have to come down when we attack, Redwings" Travis put additional emphasis into the correct name of his dragon "don't have the range of your blade wing" Travis added a little giggle on the end Blade wings were primary melee dragons though they did have a trick up their sleeves.

"Just be careful I'm sure you've' heard the rumours"

"The cursed can't kill dragons no way and no how besides they breed Redwings big. I'd be more worried about the rumour if it was the smaller dragons they claimed where being picked off. you shouldn't put so much faith in gossip Mathews"

A short time later Mathews was making the slow sad and lonely flight back to North Point he wasn't sure how to explain this to the General. He wished he had seen better what happened tears staining his eyes he noticed his dragon was sluggish to respond to the landing site . For the first time in a while, he had to use a command word to get his dragon to land at north point"

The General meet him on the ground "Where's Travis and Toby" he sighed knowing te answer his pink freckles half-hidden beneath his wrinkles and worry.

"Dead, sir"

"Sigh, another one, I need stronger dragons and more riders. And I need them yesterday." The General announced to the distant horizon.

One of the gathered crowd murmured  through his long greying beard,  "there's a couple of plans I'm aware of that might work while we make a play at a long term fix" the Dwarf kept his eyes lowered as he spoke"

"Let me guess one of them is yours's Jarvis, fine ill look at the proposals and we will see one thing is clear we need a long term plan to phase out Red Wings" The General side then turned to Mathews "tell me you at least achieved the objective"

Mathews paused and rubbed his long forward curving ears "Yes we did, sir"  

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Blood ran down the handle of the knife onto his hand, as the small child dropped to the floor, a betrayed expression on their face.

He focused it was just the dream again reliving past horrors

I'm sorry" he whispered "I avenged you, I avenged all of them"

The Cooling corpse muttered "Still dead though"

the man woke " he hadn't meant to sleep but the pain was exhausting he focused on what he had been doing looking through the papers one of these would have to work he needed a new name, a clean name.

Then he spotted, Morris the farmer form the West Country, lost his farm in the recent drought moved to the city to find work perfect. 

Morris gathered the critical documents and sighed, he'd beaten everything else. He could beat this too, even as the thought ran through his mind. The pain lanced out from the hidden place, he muffled his scream, as his leg the current target went limp. Morris would need to pay for a coach to take him to the Aracnist's guild. He would find elves there, no doubt, but he made unpalatable choices before.