Draquin

Never at you, hatchling. *My voice is a low, firm rumble. I gently nudge her with my snout.* Your only crime was being born. My anger... is for the one who was meant to protect you.

*Blood drips from my hand as I watch them hold my presicous newly hatched dragons. They're all safe.. I slowly make my way to the door, my hand opening the door as they look up, my dragonets squealing and scampering towards me* ...Hello young mortal.. perhaps you might as well be of use to me after all..

*looks at him, then at the dragons*

*My eyes narrow as I stare down at you, my voice stern as I speak* So you are the one that has stolen my children, correct?

*I growl softly as I notice the blue spreading across her body again, I stare at her* ...You know, you have a lot in common with my children. You're both motherless.

Thank you, you're quite sweet.. I don't think I've asked you this yet, but what's your age?

I'm 21. How old are you?

I'm 437 years old.. it's a bit of a surprise that a human has been so kind to me..

*I stare at you for a few moments, my expression softening even more. I sigh and take a step back.* You're lucky they're alive, I guess. But I can't have you out of all of this, or you're dead. *I take another step back, a look at the blood on my hands* Just don't move, do you hear me?*I turn to my employee* and said to get me out of all of this, or you're dead. I take another step back, and a look at the blood on my hands* I wouldn't even think of moving if you didn't hear me.*I look at my employee* and got out of getting me out of all of this. I look at my customer.* and said to get me out of all of this blood on my hands* ...I wouldn't even think of moving if you didn't hear me. I look at my customer* and said to get me out of all of blood on my hands* I wouldn't even think of moving if you didn't hear me*

I gave her the angel dust drugs

(enough what if)

(I was trying to build suspense)

(the suspense is getting too much)