The Draco Lusus Equester - Dracomancer Origins

The skies were painted a baby blue as the sun neared the center of its travel across the sky, black specs flying just above the clouds. A small-time farmer was out in his corn fields when he noticed a massive shadow passing overhead. He imagined it was simply a cloud passing by, and never gave it a second thought. Then another large shadow passed, and another, up until the point that he decided to look up. He was dumbstruck and taken back at what his mortal eyes had laid upon, stumbling back and falling flat on his bottom on the muddy ground. Gigantic dragons of various colors, shapes and lengths were flying en-mass, heading towards the far East, in the direction of the old abandoned island just off the coast of the great continent of Adolan. Many dragons roared and flew about in such coordination and skill the lowly farmer wondered if this was all just a coincidence. Were these dragons going to destroy the world? Not a single living soul had seen a dragon on the planet in over one hundred years. Of course, there were signs that they existed and were still lumbering about but not a person had seen a living, dead nor skeletal remains of a dragon in recent times. It was an odd and frightening thing to see so many dragons amassing all at once, so the farmer rushed back inside and began to look for a textbook he had found laying about in the fields a few months prior.

"Father!" a little girl in a blue dress called out as he began rummaging through old junk and dusty tomes for the book in question. "Look at the sky! There are dragons everywhere!" She began giggling like mad and ran outside and waved to the dragons many miles above her head, a dragon passing overhead eclipsing the sun at a bright angle that shone into the house, right into the farmer's eye. He swore and stumbled back into a shelf of delicate china. He spun around haphazardly and attempted to grab anything that may have fallen. To his luck it was the tome in question, a gigantic leather book that appeared much like a spellbook than a normal textbook. Nodding to himself and smiled a toothy grin and ran outside to see the last of the dragons passing overhead, flipping through the pages to find what he was in dire need of knowing. His daughter ran back to him and tugged on the legs of his blue overalls, pointing at the sky. "Father, I counted the dragons! There were a hundred of them, did you see?!" He nodded and looked up into the sky and sighed, a frown etched onto his face.

"No honey, it wasn't just one hundred."

"But Father I did count them right, I swear I did! You taught me to count right, didn't you?" He rustled her blonde hair with a dusty hand and smiled, eyes still fixed on the sky. He flipped through the book until coming towards the middle and stopping. As he read his face began to lose color, and suddenly dropped it. He dropped to his knees and held his head, shaking.

"They've come to destroy the world!" The daughter looked at the book and turned the page, the pointed her father to the page.

"Father, look. It's a toornument..." The farmer looked back at the page and sighed in relief, wiping nonexistent sweat from his brow and laughed.

"A tournament dear," he said as he looked back into the book and focused his vision to read better, "A tournament for Dracomancers." Befuddled and confused, she looked at her father and tilted her head at him slightly.

"What's... a Dracumanca?" He chuckled, and gave a light sigh of relief, looking to the sky just to see it all clogged up by more of the scaly beasts.

"A Dracomancer is someone who has magic taught to them by dragons." Her blue eyes lit up in such a way that the excitement couldn't be any more obvious than it was.

"You mean those dragons taught people their magic? Cool! Can I learn Dracomancer magic from dragons?" The father smirked, blinking once as his eyes turned red and draconic in appearance. He began to grow and transform, his daughter looking at him with sudden amazement and fear. He would grow four massive bat-like wings, a red scaly body and a massive clubbed tail. He roared, finally outgrowing the house beside him. He was rather small for a dragon, but lo and behold to his daughter he was one.

"I've taught you some, but you aren't skilled enough to partake in the tournament. Would you like to come see?" She was too giddy and excited, the sight of her father turning into a dragon causing her to collapse into the mud. The father caught her with his tail and slid her unto his back, all before raising up and flying towards the sky at a gentle pace. "How could I forget about the Draco Lusus Equester , of all things."