Of all the Dracomancers to ride towards the Tournament Island with their patron dragons, and to share prep talks with one another to keep the enthusiasm rolling, one decided it would be best to walk in alone. He didn't have a patron dragon, because he didn't learn his magic from a real dragon. His abilities were passed down from his father, who WAS a True Dracomancer. He wasn't the only one, however. There were a few dozen or so Dracomancers like this one young man, who learned their skills by hand-me-down processes, or having absorbed the powers of True Dracomancers, neatly dubbed Draco Novitius. They were just a bit weaker than the True Dracomancers, but what they lack that True Dracomancers lack is a weakness to dragon bane, making them slightly better than their "True" counterparts. This one Draco Novitius, however, had a bad past with dragons and was looking for an "excuse" to let his anger flow out. Many could tell who he was, distinctly by the red hooded sweater he wore, or the gas mask he always had on his face. He was a threat to most True Dracomancers, no doubt, and would use any means to defeat his stronger cousins in power. He had slain a dragon or two in his four months of active service, and the fact that he was still invited to the Tournament was in itself a mystery. His name, as many would say as legend, were the last words Dracomancers and dragons alike would speak from their bloodied body before dying:
Sid Belfrost.
The man walked alone up a hill and saw towards the island, which was a simple ten minutes away by running... across water. He smirked through his mask, cracking his fingers before taking a rather massive leap over the strip of water cutting off the mainland to the island, the closest the mainland ever got to the island as what would be shown on any map. As he glided in air he noticed the massive droves of dragons coming in from the sky, heading toward the mountain entrances where they'd drop off their disciples. Sid took notice of that, his left eye beginning to glow a sinister blood red. He would land on the sandy beach, and with him other Draco Novitiu who would follow this madman they called their master towards the castle residence of the Dracomancers.
"In due time my dragon friends..."
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The Draco Lusus Equester - Dracomancer Origins
ActionThe Draco Lusus Equester is a grand tournament hosted once every century or so, showcasing the world's elite magical fighters: the Dracomancers. Trained in the mysterious arts of Dragon magic these individuals are the prodigies of some of the most...