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

The great dragon motionlessly watched Charlotte with a steady, unwavering stare as she ranted her tirade at him, with nothing more than a blank neutral expression across his features. But, when she had finally finished, the maw of the beast curled up...into what could only be a smirk on the lizardlike head. Oh, you are going to be most amusing indeed. Kaelcheron said in a cool rumble as he began to move. Slowly, he slinked his head around the side of the giant marble slab, and began to walk in a wide circle around it and Charlotte as he spoke. Such a fiery tongue on you! Know that I never need to explain myself to you, but I do now, because it amuses me. You state the obvious when you say I have no soldiers following me, and none here heard of me. You even claim I am a terrible leader. I ask you, why should I care? I know that everything I see belongs to me. What do I care if insignificant mud-wallowing mammals are ignorant of who truly controls their fate? I have no interest in rule when I already own everything beneath me. I do not require making the boundries of my domain known to irrelevant creatures. I need no fealty sworn to me, because I need no petty minions to do my bidding. If I want something, I will have the pleasure of acquiring it personally. Thus, I have acquired you. As he finished, his head had caught up with his idly flicking tail in Charlotte's view, and he brought his head near her again. And I knew humans were of lesser intelligence, but this is truly astonishing. The key is intended for me to use? He said in sarcastic shock as he reached out towards her with a claw, showing ivory talons with each as thick as one of Charlot's arms and honed to needle-points. he hooked the string of the key in one of his talons and pulled, snapping the string and bringing the key away from Charlotte, with it dangling on the string pinched between his enormous talons. And under what malaise did your so-called knights suffer when they believed I could use a key? He jangled the key about as he spoke, showing how he could not actually grasp the key. However, he spoke with with a tone that had a glint of hidden mocking in it, as if he knew he was being untruthful but was just having fun with it. He then tossed the key away. And why did they believe I would need such a key? He then said as he fixed Charlotte with an intense glare...or rather, to the shackles that bound her. Up close, she could see the jagged pattern of his molten-gold iris...which then began to move . Streams of light began to swirl around Kaelcheron's eyes, and moments later, the metal bindings shattered into tiny fragments, all of which flew away from Charlotte. Many stories spoke of dragons being able to use magic, but it was one thing to hear a story and another to see it in person. Kaelcheron then returned his gaze to Charlotte, with his body still encircling the slab and effectively trapping her as much as the shackles had. Now, I should also let you know that while I do find your fiesty spirit amusing, your every defiant outburst will earn you a punishment, and you have already earned one. This is because while amusing now, it will grow weary eventually, and is unacceptable for what I want you for. Now, climb into my claw, and I shall take you to my lair, and your new home. Kaelcheron commanded, as he held out an upturned claw almost as big as Charlotte herself.