07-22-2014, 05:24 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-22-2014, 05:26 AM by FweepFwopFwoop.)
As they travelled upward, they passed by stained glass windows in the mountain. At the end of the road, there was a cave in the side of the mountain. At either side of the entrance were statutes, elegant carvings of drakes. The two drakes walked into the cave as Cormac and Astien disembarked.
Inside the cave was a den of drakes. Many, many drakes. Every time one turned around, there seemed to be a drake sitting where there hadn't been one before. There were many rooms splintering off from this main one. There were instances of elegant, even regal decorating. Large rugs of the finest materials, silk tapestries, chandlers of the loveliest crystals, and so on. It could have easily been the home of some sort of royalty, were it not for the fact that it was a cave.
Sitting at a desk on the other end of the room was a man, the only one among the many drakes. He noticed the duo, and stood up to greet them. He was wearing dark blue, velvety robes, befitting of the highest of nobility. Truly, the dragons' servants commanded great respect. He had lavender colored eyes, but they lacked pupils. He had claws, well sharpened and maintained. He was a bit taller than either Astien or Cormac, though not by much. And most noticeably, he was pregnant.
Drake-Father was sporting an enormous belly, one he cradled lovingly. If Astien looked large, this man was bursting at the seams. But perhaps it was all relative. Given the number of drakes, as well as the man's title, it was a safe bet that he was carrying another drake, and who was to say how big a drake is while in the womb. And the man was also larger than either of the two.
He stood up and walked toward Cormac and Astien. "Astien! Hello, my friend, it has been some time." He laughed and places a hand on Astien's belly. "I see I'm not the only one growing their family. Astien smiled.
"Hello to you too Seroteth." He said.
Seroteth looked at Cormac. "And pray tell, who is this?" His face went blank. He sniffed the air. "...and why does he smell like one of us?"
(Sleepy tiems)
Inside the cave was a den of drakes. Many, many drakes. Every time one turned around, there seemed to be a drake sitting where there hadn't been one before. There were many rooms splintering off from this main one. There were instances of elegant, even regal decorating. Large rugs of the finest materials, silk tapestries, chandlers of the loveliest crystals, and so on. It could have easily been the home of some sort of royalty, were it not for the fact that it was a cave.
Sitting at a desk on the other end of the room was a man, the only one among the many drakes. He noticed the duo, and stood up to greet them. He was wearing dark blue, velvety robes, befitting of the highest of nobility. Truly, the dragons' servants commanded great respect. He had lavender colored eyes, but they lacked pupils. He had claws, well sharpened and maintained. He was a bit taller than either Astien or Cormac, though not by much. And most noticeably, he was pregnant.
Drake-Father was sporting an enormous belly, one he cradled lovingly. If Astien looked large, this man was bursting at the seams. But perhaps it was all relative. Given the number of drakes, as well as the man's title, it was a safe bet that he was carrying another drake, and who was to say how big a drake is while in the womb. And the man was also larger than either of the two.
He stood up and walked toward Cormac and Astien. "Astien! Hello, my friend, it has been some time." He laughed and places a hand on Astien's belly. "I see I'm not the only one growing their family. Astien smiled.
"Hello to you too Seroteth." He said.
Seroteth looked at Cormac. "And pray tell, who is this?" His face went blank. He sniffed the air. "...and why does he smell like one of us?"
(Sleepy tiems)
I'm just here for a laugh
