Tania, and Healers

“King.” You stop short as you see Tania standing in the middle of the way(a group of healers crowded behind her), another but probably inferior spear held in her hand. “You almost killed me there you know, I was down to eight HP before the clerics and priests got to me.”

You move to stand right in front of her. “If they healed you, that makes this my victory. Right?” You tilt your head, “No activated abilities, no aid, no tricks. Skill on skill.”

A look of irritation passes Tania’s face as she drops to her knee. “I was hoping you’d have forgotten that rule.” She looks up at your face. “Fine King, you defeated me in combat while leaving me alive as agreed upon. I am bound to obey one request.”

The mass of clerics murmur and whisper among themselves, obviously displeased at their only hope of victory surrendering. Whatever they’re saying must embarrass the holy warrior, you can easily see a blush creeping up her face.

You smile to yourself as you look down at her, “Good. Let’s take this discussion somewhere else, too many potential distractions and onlookers for my tastes.” You look at the crowd of heroes clustered behind your former enemy, “I’ll give you and all who remain alive two minutes to clear this town, take one second more and you’ll be dragon food. Let’s go Tania, we have much to talk about.” You turn on your heel and make your way back to the street.

Stepping into the center of the buildings you let loose another shout….roar…. Call, let’s just call it a call. Instantly all the Lesser Dragons in the area turn toward you. “We’re done here, two of you bring me Tania’s spear. The rest of you spread out and make sure everyone leaves town. Anyone who’s not gone in the next minute and a half is fair game.”

You and Tania make your way towards a very excited looking Val. As soon as you’re close enough for her guards to allow it your partner and mate leaps at you wrapping her arms around your neck as your own circle her waist.

Wait, your mate? Yeah, I mean… you guess she is. Maybe… let’s figure that out later.

“I’m so proud of you, King.” she leans back enough to kiss your jaw. “I knew my man could find a way to do it. Well, my dragon-man-thing….”

You chuckle as you set her back down on her feet and nuzzle into her throat yourself. “It’s alright to call me your man babe, I’m not going to be offended just cause I’m not human.”

You hear a sigh behind you, “As touching as this is, can we please get this over with?” you’re not sure whether the tone of her voice is impatience or something else, but it’s obvious she’d rather not watch you and Val snuggle.

You look back over your shoulder at the defeated warrior “Just waiting on your delivery, and the clearing of the town.”

Growl.

Thump.

You look down at your ankle to see a pair of Lesser Dragons holding the shaft of a spear between the two of them. “Ah, thank you two. Just what we needed.” You take hold of the spear as the smaller dragons release it. “You’re both free to do as you want, thank you for your help.”

You turn back to Tania and hold her weapon out to her. “Here you go.”

The female warrior raises an eyebrow as she moves to reclaim her weapon. “You’re just giving it back to me?”

“Sure,” you laugh at her expression. “We made a deal, and you’re obviously willing to see it through.”

Growl.

Thump.

Thump.

You look back down to see one of the Lesser Dragons still watching you. A blue Lesser Dragon, maybe it’s ice or water element?

“You want something little one?”

Growl. It nods its’ head at you.

“Hold on babe,” Val says as she digs into her pack. “Think I still have your scarf in here.”

She smiles as she drags the magical bit of cloth out. “Awesome, thought so. Now, hold still little guy.” Val crouches down and wraps the scar around the small dragons throat. “There you go, give it a try.”

“Huh,” a distinctively feminine yet still somewhat gravelly voice sounds. “Ahh…Whoa, I can talk…. weird.” Yeah, definitely female.

You shrug, “Was for me too, but you do get used to it. So, what did you want to talk about, uh girly?”

She nods her head at your body. “What are you? I’ve never even heard of a dragon-man like you.”

Out of the corner of your eye you can see Tania raise an eyebrow, obviously wondering the same thing.

You step back so you don’t hit the girls and spread both your arms and wings. “I’m a Dragosian Lord, and before you ask I evolved into this form. Last week I was a Lesser Dragon like you.” Her cold blue eyes widen as she takes that statement in. “Well I was a Lesser Poison Dragon, but yeah. I hit level 10 and had to choose an evolution path…. Pretty happy with it so far.”

When you look at her in your periphery, Tania appears to be as surprised as the little dragon is. “We can do that?” She asks in awe, “I didn’t even know we could level up, I though only those damned heroes could.”

You nod your head. “It’s not easy for us, even level one heroes are damned near impossible to kill with our…. Er, your power and attacks. I found a partner who helped me out in fights, made it a lot easier.”

You take a breath before continuing. “Given how many different types of us-you are currently around town, maybe you should try to get some of them together and work as a team?” You look over at Val fondly, “Having someone with you makes all the difference.”

“Hmmm…” The female dragon appears to be lost in thought. “I think I will, thank you.” She starts to hold her head up before you stop her with a wave of your hand.

“You can keep the scarf, that way next time we meet you can tell us everything you get up to. Deal?”

The dragon nods in agreement. “Thank you, until next time.” She turns and takes off, loping towards the nearest batch of Lesser Dragons.

“Wow this whole day has been weird.” Tania states as she rubs her face. “Never thought I’d fight a decent opponent in the beginner area, lose to that opponent, talk to lizard, or meet an evolved monster who knows it’s an evolved monster. Let alone do it all in under an hour.”

Val lets out a breath, “You should try having my week.”

You chuckle as the girls start discussing the strangeness that is your very existence while you turn your attention back to your troops. From the lack of combat sounds or screams (and the fact that most of them are climbing their ways back out of the destroyed buildings) you figure the town is almost completely cleared out.