Thread: A Dragon's Desires (PsionicCuttlefish & Collector of Rarities)

Kaelcheron's head tilted slightly to ther side as he stared at Charlotte, in what Charlotte could easily recognize as a genuinely confused expression. There you are again, rambling on about these concepts of 'ruling' and 'leadership'. Apparently, I must speak in plainer terms for you to understand. I am not a ruler, nor a leader. I have no interest in either, no interest in herding the squabbling swarms of lesser creatures, such trivial matters they are. Kalecheron then sinuously arched his back, raised his head, and puffed out his chest to look down at Charlotte from his regal pose. I am an overlord. I hold the most raw power , the power to do as I please with all that I see. That is my proper place in this world, as an almighty dragon. Kaelcheron then quickly, but smoothly snaked his head down to Charlotte, stopping his maw mere inches from her face, so close that she could count every one of his scales and see all of his ivory teeth. And you have earned a second punishment. But now, we shall go to my lair, and your new home... Before Charlotte could react, Kaelcheron then moved his head away and reached out with one of his enormous claws, and caught Charlotte's body within his talons. Holding her aloft with his one foreleg, Kaelcheron crouched on his remaining three legs while spreading his wings high and wide. With a simultaneous leap and stroke of his wings, the dragon was hurled into an ascent, bringing Charlotte with him. He beat his wings again and again, until he was comfortably high up from the ground for casual flying, and turned towards the mountains. Charlotte was terrifyingly jostled up and down in his claw with every mighty motion of the dragon's wings. It was enough to make her feel like she could fall out at any time--yet, the dragon's grip on her was strong enough that she could not slip, yet just gentle enough to avoid crushing her. After twenty of what were likely the most harrowing minutes of Charlotte's life, she felt her stomach seem to vanish from her gut as the dragon angled downwards, coming in for a landing. The ground rushed towards Charlotte at a fightening pace--and just as she may have thought she would be dashed into a paste against the rocky ground, Kaelcheron flared his wings and killed his forward momentum, causing Charlotte to feel as if she were being squished in his claw instead. But then Kaelcheron dropped to the ground, at a much shorter and manageable distance, thudding down with what was still a jarring impact for Charlotte. He still held her aloft, and while waddling on three legs, he turned towards a large hole in the mountain and moved to enter it. The cave became a tunnel, which quickly became dark enough that Charlotte could not see anything...until, after a few turns, she could then see a light up ahead. Finally, the tunnel widened out, and Charlotte suddenly found herself in a large, spacious, and well-lit cavern. There were magical torches dotting the walls and ceiling, stone shelves with strange treasures and baubles, and and a number of other tunnels branching out deeper into the mountain. In the middle of the chamber was a pile of gold and silver coins and trinkets, large enough for a dragon like Kaelcheron to lounge on. Indeed, there was a curled dragon-shaped impression in the pile. Atop the pile was also a large, relatively speaking to a human, mattress of red velvet. Kaelcheron then dropped Charlotte onto the ground, and stepped back from her. Suddenly, a red haze began to rise up from the dragon's feet, an opaque crimson mist that swiftly engulfed the entire considerable size of the dragon. Moments later, the mist began to dissipate and fade away--but Kaelcheron wasn't there anymore. As the mist continued to disperse, just when Charlotte might have thought that Kaelcheron had vanished entirely--something human-sized stepped out of the last wisps of the mist. What stood before Charlotte was a tall, musclebound man, with exquisitely defined tone to rival the best bodybuilders and gladiators, and he was at least two feet taller than she was. The man was covered from head to toe in the same red scales as Kalecheron. His feet were still clawlike, but he had much more human hands, though short talons protruded from his fingertips. His head was a cross between a man's and Kalecheron's head a bit smoother, had the full range of human facial features, but the face itself was slightly elongated, and his frills of ivory horns still adorned the sides of his head. A black loincloth hung on his hips. Now, to take care of those punishments you have earned... Said the new human-like Kaelcheron ominouly.