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#2013-02-09 23:39:14, as written by TheNoremac42

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#2013-02-09 23:56:27, as written by TheNoremac42

The large purple dragon let out a snort at the giant canine. He was not interested in confrontation at the moment, but had come here to simply observe the strange creatures that inhabited this world.

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#2013-02-11 01:14:56, as written by TheNoremac42

From the lower reaches of the mountains emerged a large purple shape that soared along the tops of the hills. A reptilian roar echoed across the landscape as the creature drew near an isolated farm town on the countryside. The shadow of its wings darkened the landscape, scattering cattle, sheep, and swine. Villagers scurried in every direction as they fumbled for arms against the massive beast.

Its piercing glowing red eyes scanned the buffet that was laid out before it.

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#2013-02-11 01:28:27, as written by TheNoremac42

As the dragon eyed its choices, the villagers began to arm themselves against the beast. Buckshot zipped through the air, clanking against the purple leviathan's hardened scales. It snarled in irritation and glared at the offending villager with fierce fiery crimson eyes.

With the speed of a whirlwind the beast folded in its wings and rolled to the side, dodging the next wave of shot and bullets, before expanding its wings to regain balance. The beast emitted a deafening roar as a scorching inferno surged from its maw, engulfing two trucks and a hay bail. Farmers scattered and leaped from the vehicles before they exploded in a shower of melted steel and flaming furnishings.

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#2013-02-11 03:07:03, as written by TheNoremac42

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#2013-02-11 03:17:54, as written by TheNoremac42

As the livestock cowered in the center of the field, the dragon swooped low and surveyed his catch. He only needed a few. It was then that his powerful gaze found the scrawny human that had dared to come in his presence.

"The mountains grow frigid." the dragon rumbled. His voice was deep, guttural, piercing, yet intelligent, like the fiery red glowing eyes that drilled into the man. "Game has fled into other remote regions. I require but a miniscule offering from the herd."

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#2013-02-11 03:33:42, as written by TheNoremac42

The dragon snarled as he reared back. His hind-claws dug into the earth before his colossal frame shook the ground. Crimson eyes scanned the herd and continued to search for three candidates. He towered above the animals, even on all fours, and his enormous reptilian body flowed like a prowling lion as he circled the petrified animals.

"I care little for the well-being of these farmers." he replied while scraping the earth with one paw. His claws were like long curved daggers. "Their lives will be spared if they will stay out of my way, but I require the equivalent of three cattle. There is little game in the forest that will amount to this demand. More mouths than my own require sustenance."

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#2013-02-11 03:45:33, as written by TheNoremac42

The dragon eyed the staff and ice spirit with mild caution. If there was even a shred of fear within him, he did not show it. There was a powerful amount of magical energy resonating from the beast. Clearly, this was no ordinary dragon.

A dragon that had no love for humans.

He glanced towards the town and saw several of the farmers regrouping. They were attempting to ambush him from behind with pitchforks, shotguns, and hunting rifles. The dragon let out a snort. When would they learn?

"You have two days to assemble a tribute." he rumbled. "Bring the offering to the heel of the mountains. If it is not there, then I will take what I wish. Understood?"

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#2013-02-11 03:58:33, as written by TheNoremac42

"My honor is as strong as the ground we tread." he said before turning towards the small army of farmers. The dragon released a deafening roar that made the earth quiver unnaturally.

"Two days..." he repeated to the shaman. "I will be watching - and waiting."

With that the dragon spread his wings and leaped into the air. A gale followed him as he shot across the plain. The dragon soared with incredible speeds, and after only moments he disappeared over the horizon.

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#2013-02-11 12:03:57, as written by lostamongtrees

Winne Rineswurth says,

“ Winne Rhineswurth here, reporting live from Aslund.

The village you see behind me wouldn't be able to be seen if it wasn't for local hero Reibai. Just earlier today, a dragon chose this small village as it's target to ravage.

Reibai, magic user and local, is said by witnesses to have subdued the beast with the use of magic. After no longer in danger of destruction, witnesses claim Reibai was able to negotiate with the beast for the village's safety. Many say they owe their life to the citizen turned action taker.

What of the negotiation? An eye witness accounts both parties agreed that three cattle would be traded for the safety of the town. Will Reibei be able to deliver on time? More as the story develops. Over to you. ”

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#2013-02-18 01:51:45, as written by TheNoremac42

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#2013-02-18 02:19:29, as written by TheNoremac42

As the purple dragon eyed its choices, the villagers began to arm themselves against the beasts. Buckshot zipped through the air, clanking against the purple leviathan's hardened scales. It snarled in irritation and glared at the offending villager with fierce fiery crimson eyes.

With the speed of a whirlwind the beast folded in its wings and rolled to the side, dodging the next wave of shot and bullets, before expanding its wings to regain balance. The beast emitted a deafening roar as a scorching inferno surged from its maw, engulfing two trucks and a hay bail. Farmers scattered and leaped from the vehicles before they exploded in a shower of melted steel and flaming furnishings.

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#2013-02-18 02:36:49, as written by TheNoremac42

Seeing as the sparsely armed farmers were now scurrying away in terror, the purple dragon let out a snort of approval. It banked away towards the fields where livestock ran rampant. Another pillar of fire erupted from its maw, igniting a line of grass in front of the stampede. As the bewildered cattle turned and darted to acquire their bearings, Spyro swooped low, bearing sword-like talons. The mighty dragon snatched two of the cattle in its grip, impaling them on his claws, before banking upward through the wall of flame that consumed the field.

He soared over the cascading sea of grass until the corpses of the fat heifers hit the ground with a dull thud. Spyro spread his wings wide and he descended onto the earth.

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#2013-02-18 02:45:58, as written by TheNoremac42

"Likewise..." he replied before sinking his maw into the flank of one of the cattle. "These humans need to learn that standing against us bears ill-fortune. They bear arms against us and we reveal their folly. As long as they stay out of our path, we will not harm them and only take what we need. Once the herds return to the forest, we will hunt there."

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#2013-02-25 05:22:47, as written by TheNoremac42

High in the rafters rested an enormous reptilian figure that was shrouded in shadow. Its evenly spread clawed paws dug deeply into the wooden beams to prevent it from crashing down into the bar below. Deep purple scales lined its sides, back, head, and tail while golden platelets protected his belly. A long muscular tail spiraled up one of the beams. Large wings folded themselves neatly at its flanks as two crooked horns jutted from its forehead. Two fiery red eyes observed the strange creatures below with fascinated curiosity, particularly Jack Thorn.

Spyro's fiery red eyes narrowed at the round object he carried. An egg? No, not just any egg. The purple dragon recognized the scent almost immediately. That was a dragon's egg. What in the world was he doing with a dragon egg?

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#2013-02-25 05:33:54, as written by TheNoremac42

Spyro let out a sulfur-filled snort that erupted with a small cloud of smoke. With a hair-raising creak the dragon pried its claws from the wooden beams and leaped onto the floor below. Its motion was like a cat jumping from a high counter, except the whole room shook at the dragon's landing. Tables, chairs, plates, and glasses rattled from the vibrations. On all fours he towered above the other patrons. His claws clicked the hardwood floors as he circled around to Jack's rear.

"You, human." the dragon rumbled. His voice was deep, guttural, piercing, yet intelligent, like his fiery red glowing eyes. "How did that egg come into your possession?" he demanded.

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#2013-02-25 05:47:30, as written by TheNoremac42

The large dragon weaved between the chairs and tables and circled around to Jack's front. His gaze drilled through the human's eyes and into the back of his skull. Sulfur seeped from his nostrils. If the human was sensitive to higher powers, he would notice a powerful magical energy that radiated from the creature.

"You are not qualified to raise such a creature." he growled. "Now I will ask politely that you hand the egg to me. It will fair much better in a pack of its own kind than in the hands of a human." The dragon spoke the last word as if it was an insult.

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#2013-02-25 06:06:26, as written by TheNoremac42

The dragon snorted. "Think of me, except smaller and a different color - likely red, blue, brown, gold, or black. If you happen to come across its matron, tell them that the purple dragon has taken responsibility for it in the upper peaks of the mountains."

Spyro glanced over at the human that materialized in the room. He drilled him briefly with his glowing crimson eyes before returning to the human with the dragon egg. Sadir would notice at least two things that separated this dragon from the one of his childhood games. The first was his immense size. This dragon was a full grown adult. There was also the distinct absence of his dragonfly companion.

"I would suggest that you hand it over, unless you think you can keep me from taking it." he directed to Jack.

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#2013-02-25 06:25:41, as written by TheNoremac42

Spyro's eyes widened in alarm as the egg began to hatch. He grumbled in irritation. "Uhhgg... Ape feet." How was he going to explain this one to Cynder? The purple dragon leaned close to the egg and sniffed it. It was not the first egg that he had seen hatch. In fact, he had seen hundreds, but that was a tale for another evening. As the dragon hatchling breached its prison, Spyro could feel the rush of magical energy radiate from it.

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