DRIP! A water droplet fell into the silver lake, sending waves across the calm surface. The faint rumbling of hooves and claws shook the ground as the monsters ran away from the mountain peak.
Adventurers at the mountain base stopped, unable to move as they stared up. "This magic," Their wizard gasped, "The aura of a true dragon. It's reshaping the mountain as it's domain,"
"Should we form a hunting party?" The fighter asked, pulling his sword, "A dragon this close to the capital is dangerous,"
"Don't be a fool. The moment you step into the dragon's aura, he will come with rage," The wizard growled with a sweaty face, "The dragon is aggressive at the moment. We better let it calm down,"
The fighter giggled, "I can sneak around," He smiled, crawling into the forest, "I will just have a look, see what kind of dragon we're dealing with, and bolt it out,"
