Black Dragons

You both entered the tent which looked like a storage unit on the inside. There were boxes filled with all kinds of wares everywhere. She had dried food, goatskins filled with water, compasses, spyglasses, shoes, clothes to protect from wet and other ones that looked like a desert attire, axes, climbing gear, machetes, packed tents, bags, everything a potential traveler could possibly need was in here.

"Welcome, human, and you, Salahea, in my humble domain." Said the voice belonging to an older woman. Her body features and advanced age made you think she is some kind of goat hybrid.

"Hello. I'm David."

"Arrie. What do you need?"

"First of all a razor..."

You bought couple more items that caught your eye and you didn't think about before you saw them. Arrie accepted your currency at a pretty outrageous rate, but you still had enough money.

Walking out with Salahea, you looked around searching the crowds for your two companions.

"Can we go there?" Wyvern girl asked, pointing at one of the tents.

"No, I told you already that..."

"It's not about that." She said with sad a voice. "I really need to disappear."

"Why?"

"Because of them."

Few yards away you saw a group of three girls similar to Salahea, but bigger, bulkier with massive horns and spikes. They didn't have any weapons, but their claws looked menacingly enough. You knew you wouldn't stand a chance against them in normal combat.

Before you could move, one of them, the one with black hair spotted you.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? Our tiny, pathetic wyvern finally found a male for herself?"

"No, he looks too good for her. And that smell, simply intoxicating. Maybe she kidnapped him?" Added the one with curly read headed hair style.

"Hahh, as if she was strong enough to do break the spell and do something like that!" A third one, with short, military style hair cut added.

"But where are our manners, dear male. I am Berrath, and these are my blood sisters, Innea, and Vollarth. We are the Black Dragon Warband, surely you heard of us."

You were starting to have a clear picture of what was going on.

Careful, dragons can be very aggressive creatures, I'm not sure if this spell is going to hold them off.

You heard a warning in your mind.

"No, never heard about any of you."

"Oh, Salahea, you should have told him about us and then bring him to us."

"We would take care of him."

Wyvern let go of you hand and just stood there with her head down, unable to confront the dragons.

You looked at three dragon girls and had only one word to describe them and their behaviour. They were bullies and for some reason they picked on a wyvern next to you. Just because of that you felt a great deal of sympathy to Salahea.

You didn't think much of your response. You knew that if they are any close to being like women from your world, they would respond to this:

"Sorry, ladies. I'm not into dragons. Your tails just look too fat." When you said the last word, you took wyverns hand and started your retreat.

Wow, fat shaming, very original.

Ishtar commented, but it did have an effect. All of them were shocked and just stood there before rushing after you. You mingled more and more into the crowd, shifting your armour to create a hoodie over you, and covering accompanying you wyvern with your body.