𝔑𝔞𝔤𝔥𝔞𝔯. 𝔄 ℌ𝔦𝔤𝔥-𝔏𝔦𝔷𝔞𝔯𝔡 with a talon in the selling of rare metals and a talon in the dirtier work of the land. To be a mercenary. A deal with the haughty dragons of the High Land of Heln sent him whirling into imprisonment on a tiny floating island-by the very dragons he had made a deal with. And this is where our story-er, account-as our subject has insisted-begins. A mercenary trapped on a floating island. A mercenary who, before, had been searching for both a prince and a new rare metal for his own side projects. But now, something has changed. Eventually, in the midst of a conversation between him and Scale-Hawgrin, leader of the dragons who had imprisoned him, Naghar was accidentally teleported to a place where a dragon was pretending to give him a prophetic vision... complete with rehearsed parts. Huh. How strange. All that he had to do was slip and slide his way out of newfound knowledge of a secret which could destroy all of the High and Low Lands. ... | Notes | This is my original work. All rights are reserved. No cursing. No suggestive scenes. ... | Featured Excerpt | "Must be what yer kind spoke in the place where ya came from." The mocking talon looked like a bumbling ape. "None of the High-Lizards of Helns use dat language anymore." Tell him that he had been trapped pretending to be an animal anywhere else other than this little island and tree for three months. A snarl rasped out his throat. Ask him how he would feel if he had been scorched in rowlight without the slightest cover. ... | Credits | The story of Naghar is original and written by me. The cover is an edited version of one of my in-game screenshots from the Roblox game Dragon's Life. All chapter art are also edited versions of my in-game screenshots in this game.