lipslikemorphine
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Feb 19, 2009
The world had changed over the years, creatures emerging from the shadows as others were destroyed in the light. One creature to step forward was the Half Dragon, at first a race considered dangerous, but only a myth, a fantasy never to exist. Except no one expected the greatest war in history to occur over which would be the superior race, humans? or Half Dragons? In the end the Half Dragons provailed, due to their mastery amounts of strength and the smarts to equal or out rank any human. Now the years have passed and it's just common knowledge that Half Dragons rule these lands. They are the superior race, and the overall super being. It's been too long for anyone to have lived back in those original days, except for the elder dragons.
Humans were no slaves, meant to serve to pleasure the half dragons or to be used for their labor. Abused and taken forgranted, they were just there to be used. The humans simply put up with it. There was a particular market of special interest to the Half Dragons, The Flesh Market, a slave trading unit posted just outside the borders of the Elder Kingdom. A particular slave had been purchased and was to be given to a Half Dragon of noble birth, the son of one of the elders. He was being given her as a present, welcoming him into the adult hood.
She had long brown hair, her eyes shown a scarlet red, just the slightest hint of dragon ran through her veins, but not enough to benefit her in anyway, shape or form. She was only awarded with the firey eyes. She had a slender form, but very athletic, having been working since she could walk. Her name was Kiandra. She had just turned 18, and was being sold to the son of the elder. She was thrown in a cage and shipped to the castle where she was dropped in front of the gate. It was pouring rain outside, and she was soaked to the bone, shivering in her cage, but trying not to show weakness. She would never submit to this. The delivery dragons signaled to the gate gaurds and then quickly left her there in front of the castle, waiting to be picked up.
Humans were no slaves, meant to serve to pleasure the half dragons or to be used for their labor. Abused and taken forgranted, they were just there to be used. The humans simply put up with it. There was a particular market of special interest to the Half Dragons, The Flesh Market, a slave trading unit posted just outside the borders of the Elder Kingdom. A particular slave had been purchased and was to be given to a Half Dragon of noble birth, the son of one of the elders. He was being given her as a present, welcoming him into the adult hood.
She had long brown hair, her eyes shown a scarlet red, just the slightest hint of dragon ran through her veins, but not enough to benefit her in anyway, shape or form. She was only awarded with the firey eyes. She had a slender form, but very athletic, having been working since she could walk. Her name was Kiandra. She had just turned 18, and was being sold to the son of the elder. She was thrown in a cage and shipped to the castle where she was dropped in front of the gate. It was pouring rain outside, and she was soaked to the bone, shivering in her cage, but trying not to show weakness. She would never submit to this. The delivery dragons signaled to the gate gaurds and then quickly left her there in front of the castle, waiting to be picked up.