It was a nice day for a flight amongst the clouds as a certain mythical being was flying high in the sky above the sea. Her name was Nezu Nebulana, a Draconian female. Her race is mostly dominated by males so when a female is born they are regarded in high status. They are considered close to Goddesses since females of the Draconians are regarded to have much stronger strength, speed, intellect and magical power. This particular female was on a mission, as she flapped her massive yet powerful wings her stomach let out a growl of hunger. She clutched her stomach glumly as she flew and wished she packed more before she went on this scouting mission. Just then she smelled something that smelled amazingly delicious. Nezu couldn't help but follow the scent in hopes of finding something good to eat and found a strange ship docked at a small island. She landed a ways away from the ship near some trees, and proceeded to fold her wing under the cape she wore to keep herself warm while she flew. She wore the traditional uniform for an island scouter which was a tight fitted grey tank top with red tribal marks, a long grey skirt with a high side slit and same color trimming, and red sandals. Nezu had dark bluish purple scales that covered most of her body and some of the side of her face, violet eyes, bluish tinted skin (where scales were not covering), pointy ears, long white hair that was pulled into a high ponytail, and of course a thick tail, two big black horns that came out of her head and curved back slightly, and her massive wings as is the customary traits of a strong Draconian female. She took out the map in her napsack around her hip and studied it for a moment before she heard an explosion on the ship that was docked at the shore.

As she looked in the direction of the ship she noticed the delicious smell was coming from there too. Her mouth began to water as she wondered if the people cooking would be friendly enough to share with a creature like her. Her previous experiences would tell her that it was most likely not a possibility but as her grumbling stomach grew noisier… she let out a heavy sigh as she feared she had no choice but to try to play diplomacy first if not steal their food as a last resort. She was about to make her way towards the ship when she suddenly felt something cold and metal pressed against her back. 

"Just who the hell are you and why are you staring at our ship?" A deep cold male voice came from behind her and Nezu froze.

She slowly raised her hands in a universal sign that she was unarmed, "You humans are all the same… point a weapon at someone and it makes you feel superior. I am unarmed… or does pointing a sword at a female get you off?"

She could tell she pissed him off but she didn't expect him to sheath his sword and start yelling at her.

"Listen here! I don't know you and you don't know me so let's–" at that point he stopped yelling cause Nezu had turned around to face him and he just gawked for a moment before he asked, "What the heck are you?"

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[author note: shout out to Megan for the inspiration behind my character Nezu Nebulana.... couldn't do this without her. ]