Marked DragonBorn
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Last published Mon, Oct 4, 2021
The man's eyes let in little to no light as his gaze settled on a painting. The painting was of a young woman with locks of lilac hair hanging down past her shoulders. Scales of orange outlined with light purple colors lined underneath her cheekbone and scattered down the right side of her neck.
Those were the markings of a true DragonBorn. His eyes paused as they swept over her own though. Her eyes seemed to swirl with every color of a rainbow with many different hues.
The images flash in the dimly lit room. A worn out stretch of road. A kingdom village. Strands of lilac hair fluttering in the wind. A cruel smile stretched over his lips as he reached into the water. Sending ripples throughout the images, distorting them before becoming clear water again.
" Soon my little princess I will have you, your powers, and your kingdom. Just you wait."
Being Marked can come in many different ways. Such as destiny and fate. Being different isn't a bad thing, because you are being brave enough to step out of the shadows and become who you truly are.
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