02-22-2018, 08:33 AM
The village of Mountain Cross buzzed with excitement as the final preparations were being made. The alter had been polished, the city square had been cleaned, and the town brazier was alight with flame. The crowd had begun to for days ago. People slept in the street and fought for the best positions. By sundown the square would filled. It wasn't every day they were visited by the Dragon Lord.
Every ten years, Cendrillion the Dragon Lord came down from his Mountain dwelling and visited one of the villages in his dominion and offer the people a chance at a once in a lifetime gift. The Dragon's gift was different for everyone and on this day, the people of Mountain Cross were the ones chosen to receive it. But as with anything too good to be true, there was a price to pay. Only the Dragon Lord knew what that might be.
As the sky darkened, the torches were lit, and fuel was poured onto brazier, sending a fireball into the sky. The villagers murmured amongst themselves as the sound of flapping wings filled the night sky. At first they saw nothing but a shadow as the dragon flew overhead, circling, reviewing the town's welcome. When satisfied, he swooped in low over the crowd, sending the weak of heart scattering. He landed without a sound on the great stone alter, spread his wings and bellowed.
"Bow to me, for I am your protector. For I and the eyes of the mountain." His voice was deep, deep, and inhuman, but soothing too. Sensual and captivating. The villages obeyed.
The dragon grinned as he transformed into his human for--Tall, dark, with eyes of gold and hair of silver. His voice did not change at all.
"My people, I have chosen you bestow my gifts upon. Each of you may or may not ask of me what you truly desire, and I will give you in return what you truly deserve. If are worthy you will get receive your greatest wish. If you are not, it will be your judgement."
He stepped forward with a grin. "The catch, my children, is that these gifts only come into the world one way. You must bear an egg from my seed and you must bear it here, at my alter." He licked his lips. "Tell me your story. Convince me you deserve my gift. Convince me that you deserve my seed and the egg you birth will become the answer to your request. It will not be easy, but if you are worthy, it will be worth every ounce of pain."
He slunk casually into his carved stone throne, kicking his feet up on the alter proper. "Who will be the first to ask for my gift?"
(TL / DR: Dragon will grant villager gifts/desires if they convince him they are worthy. To gain the gift/desire they must birth one of the dragon's eggs (or live birth if you prefer, just make a note). Basically convince my dragon to seed you and give birth. If you don't like to play sex make a note and we can skip it. PM me if you want to do something specific. NSFW is a-okay. mpreg fpreg...all is well. Feel free to create your own stories within the world of the village and interact with each other.)
Every ten years, Cendrillion the Dragon Lord came down from his Mountain dwelling and visited one of the villages in his dominion and offer the people a chance at a once in a lifetime gift. The Dragon's gift was different for everyone and on this day, the people of Mountain Cross were the ones chosen to receive it. But as with anything too good to be true, there was a price to pay. Only the Dragon Lord knew what that might be.
As the sky darkened, the torches were lit, and fuel was poured onto brazier, sending a fireball into the sky. The villagers murmured amongst themselves as the sound of flapping wings filled the night sky. At first they saw nothing but a shadow as the dragon flew overhead, circling, reviewing the town's welcome. When satisfied, he swooped in low over the crowd, sending the weak of heart scattering. He landed without a sound on the great stone alter, spread his wings and bellowed.
"Bow to me, for I am your protector. For I and the eyes of the mountain." His voice was deep, deep, and inhuman, but soothing too. Sensual and captivating. The villages obeyed.
The dragon grinned as he transformed into his human for--Tall, dark, with eyes of gold and hair of silver. His voice did not change at all.
"My people, I have chosen you bestow my gifts upon. Each of you may or may not ask of me what you truly desire, and I will give you in return what you truly deserve. If are worthy you will get receive your greatest wish. If you are not, it will be your judgement."
He stepped forward with a grin. "The catch, my children, is that these gifts only come into the world one way. You must bear an egg from my seed and you must bear it here, at my alter." He licked his lips. "Tell me your story. Convince me you deserve my gift. Convince me that you deserve my seed and the egg you birth will become the answer to your request. It will not be easy, but if you are worthy, it will be worth every ounce of pain."
He slunk casually into his carved stone throne, kicking his feet up on the alter proper. "Who will be the first to ask for my gift?"
(TL / DR: Dragon will grant villager gifts/desires if they convince him they are worthy. To gain the gift/desire they must birth one of the dragon's eggs (or live birth if you prefer, just make a note). Basically convince my dragon to seed you and give birth. If you don't like to play sex make a note and we can skip it. PM me if you want to do something specific. NSFW is a-okay. mpreg fpreg...all is well. Feel free to create your own stories within the world of the village and interact with each other.)
