Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)At first glance, Theresa didn’t look like much of a dragon slayer. She was a sleek, supple young woman who looked like she’d be more at home in a brothel than a battlefield. She had enough muscle to not look frail; but her tight, flat stomach and large round breasts made it hard for anyone to take her seriously – until they saw her actually do her job. Or heard stories of her greatness.
This time, Theresa was out doing a little something for herself. She’d heard legends of a beast that lived high in the mountains that – when it was not out stealing sheep and cattle – was making off with pallets of silver bars, sacks of gold nuggets, and crates of jewels. It had gathered its treasure in its cave, where it guarded it jealously. Stealing from the beast while it was out hunting was foolish: if some fool filched so much as one gold coin from its horde, the dragon would tear a swath of destruction across the countryside until it found that coin. The only way to get its treasure, then, was to kill it – a feat that, so far, none had succeeded at. Theresa was determined to succeed. She was good at what she did, and was looking forward to besting yet another giant lizard.
This time, Theresa was out doing a little something for herself. She’d heard legends of a beast that lived high in the mountains that – when it was not out stealing sheep and cattle – was making off with pallets of silver bars, sacks of gold nuggets, and crates of jewels. It had gathered its treasure in its cave, where it guarded it jealously. Stealing from the beast while it was out hunting was foolish: if some fool filched so much as one gold coin from its horde, the dragon would tear a swath of destruction across the countryside until it found that coin. The only way to get its treasure, then, was to kill it – a feat that, so far, none had succeeded at. Theresa was determined to succeed. She was good at what she did, and was looking forward to besting yet another giant lizard.