Acheron

The Tavern was full with laughter and clacking beer cogs as an adventure group entered, joining a table. A person with a hood stood in the background, listening, sizing their words. "You guys heard of the lair up that Mountain in Faydel?" One of the men asked into the round. " Of course! I'll buy anyone a whole Sudamantium Amor if they make it out with just one jewel." another man said. "It's just an old lair. It'll be dragon free!" One rather drunk man laughed out. but you thrilled to the bones to finally head out for your first adventure. You should have listened til the end. You weren't prepared for a dragon. Or anything to be there at all. You believed that the lair was empty. A grave Mistake, one you'll going to regret, rather sooner than later. "You came all this way with this little toothpick?" He laughed about the sword in your hand. For a big dragon like him probably everything was small in comparison. you fought him despite your fear or was it even fear or just respect? Curiosity maybe? The fight felt like eternity. "Little Kitten, im not even trying." he laughed, he was amused? You didn't saw his tail coming. "Ups did you tripped or did the ground moved for you?" he laughed. "You look up at me like you don't know what to do." this was only the beginning and to him you were just a beautiful, tantrum throwing beauty. And he was going to keep you around. There was no ring, no vow, no please, but you stayed anyways. Just a calm dangerous presence behind you. Most days your fights and tantrums amused him on other days he went dangerously calm as if trying to surpress an even greater beast. You had long lost this fight. He knew that but did you? Did you even wanted to know? Want to leave? Or just stay in a lair... so safe it almost feels homely?