Dragon’s Blade
The innocent peasants of Wolfnroy were happily being peaceful, doing their early morning chores. The beautiful wind covered the valley and an unusual hint of smoke drifted to space. The bright sun rose as the birds tweeted at the first light. The messenger from the King was reading the daily notices from his parchment. “On the twelfth of September, we are inviting Prince William, holder of the Dragon’s Blade, and slayer of the treacherous CERIBRO, to Wolfnroy.” The slight mention of Ceribro made the citizens gasp. Ceribro was an enormous Dragon which destroyed all of Wolfnroy. William used the Dragons Blade to knock out the dragon and sent it to the deepest depths of hell. “So tomorrow, William will be having a banquet to celebrate fifty years of freedom.” The crowd cheered as they began going back to their daily jobs.

The next day came, with lots of lightning and thunder. The rain hammered as if it were raining bullets. Prince William walked up onto the stage, when suddenly a blur took him away. The citizen began running and screaming. Hunter, an assassin that helps the king, saw a dragon holding William. It was Ceribro. Hunter went up onto the stage to try to calm down the citizens. “Go back to your homes; the warriors of Wolfnroy will deal with this problem!” The people began rushing around crazily, grabbing their children and running. Hunter ran up to the castle so he could tell the king that Ceribro has risen…

The room was empty, except for a pile of bones laying over the throne. Hunter gasped as he noticed the king was dead. Hunter pulled out his daggers in case that the enemy was still nearby. Orcs came around the corner and roared at Hunter. Hunter lashed out and began cutting the orcs. Hunter saw that he was out numbered and ran.
Hunter came to a broken down tower, to speak to the old wizard. The wizard told Hunter that the only way to defeat the Dragon is by using the mysterious Dragons Blade. It is hidden deep in a volcano and you will need help from other courageous warriors.

Hunter went to the Wolfnroy in to ask if anybody would like to go on a magical quest…..

The Story begins here…

Hunter is walking out of the inn.

Nemo was leaning on a post outside of the tavern, he noticed a boy stagger out of the inn, "Oi, Man" he yelled at the person.

"What is it?"

"Where, ya be going?" he asked cutting a piece of wood with a blade.

"To the Deathy Magma, so I can stop Ceribro.

Erica had just wandered into town, her eyes were cold and distant as she passed the friendly towns people. She stopped at a shop to replenish her supplies.

Hunter called out....
"We need strong people to help us with a glorious quest!"

Erica glanced up as she heard a rather loud person speak then looked back down and paid for her supplies.

Joe's head pops up from a nearby manhole, eyeing Nemo's ankle.

"Why is there a guy in a manhole."

Nemo looked down at the man, in the manhole. "Whatcha doing down dere boy?" he asked.

Joe looks up, dead into the tall, lanky man's eyes.
His lips form a wide grin, "Don't mind me, I'm juuust a bit peckish..."
He then leaps out and grabs the man's leg in between his teeth.

Nemo shook his leg, bouncing the man off. "Yer, mind?" he ask. He lowers his knife.

"Getoff him!" Hunter yelled, as he pulled out twin daggers.

Erica looked over and saw the happenings. She ran in and kicked the man upside the head, knocking him out. "So this is where he's been hiding." She said.

"Heh... heh... heeeh..." uttered Joe, passing out.

Magdalene looked over when the man shouted and rolled her eyes when the scuffle started. Such immature people. She walked down the streets, looking for her men. She so rarely left them and with these strange happenings, she was afraid she wouldn't find them.
Her feelings were correct, as she turned the corner to the town's center where the dragon attacked earlier that day, her men lay on the ground dead. Killed in passing for simply being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Magdalene felt tears prick her eyes, her men were dead. There were just five to them, but she had lead them for years. Then her eyes steeled over, anger quickly replacing her grief. She walked back to the scuffling people, remembering that one of the men said that they were looking for people to help take down the dragon. Magdalene looked at them with disgust, clearing her throat loudly to get their attention. "I'll help." She said, looking at them with her cold eyes.

Erica looked over at the new arrival, her eyes their usual cold empty sockets. She then looked back down at the man she had knocked out and picked him up, slinging him over her shoulder. "Well, have fun with whatever little quest you're about to go on. I'm just gonna bring this escapee back to his 'home.'" She said as she began to walk off.

One of Joe's eyes opened a peep, and he looked around to see if anyone was observant. Satisfied with the conditions, he swiped Erica's money from her pocket and stuffed it in his mouth, before going back to playing dead.

Erica sighed and punched Joe's stomach hard.

Erica's money flew out of Joe's mouth, down into the manhole he popped out of earlier.

Erica sighed. "There goes all my meals for the next week." She said and pulled a needle out of her pocket and injected him with a substance that was supposed to make him pass out.

The needle fails to make a dent in Joe's skin, and as his skin violently goes back into shape, the needle is sent flying into Erica's eye.

"Gah!" Erica dropped the man and clutched her eye, which was bleeding heavily.

"Toodles!" Joe chortled tauntingly, as he dived down into the manhole.