Dragalia, A tragic story
A group of
bandits came to her town to and she did what she did the best, and the bandits
left, but little she knew those bandits had powerful allies, dragon killers
that would take revenge in name of the one and only bandit that managed to
survive.
That single
night, no moon, cloudy, no stars, and raindrops falling, all the people of the
town was dead, it only took a few hours to wipe out the small town, Dregalia
standing of a puddle of her own blood and blood of her comrades, she was
standing her ground firmly, but she had already lost, all she had now was fight
for her life.
The killers
attacked, she counter attacked, swords clashing, sparks falling to the ground
until the sound of a sword cutting something could be heard and the groans of
agony of someone, a red wing on the hand of one of the killers, Dregalia lost
one of her wings, and It didn’t take long for her to loss the other leaving her
now wingless.
Tired,
bleeding because of her wounds, she could barely stand now, the killers took
the chance to give the final blow, two deep sword slashes, one of the front
part of her body, from her chest to her stomach leaving a mark for sure like if
It wasn’t enough having the marks on her back where her wings used to be, and
the other one on her back from her neck to her lower almost base of her tail.
After that
she just fell to the ground finally defeated, and on the edge of dead, but
somehow, somehow after the killers left her to die, she managed to crawl to one
of the destroyed houses, a medical house, the doctor was still alive, but badly
injured, but not as bad as Dregalia and the doctor managed to treat himself and
then hid inside the house to wait for the problems to end, it was like that
until the red dragoness came crawling in a puddle of her own blood.
Her wounds
were bad, her wings gone, taken as trophies by those killers. The doctor did
her best to help her, but the real results would be seen the next day and
indeed, the results showed up. Dregalia was alive but all covered in bandages,
the doctor came to her resting room, holding a little bit of food he managed to
find, just to tell the red dragoness the news.
Something
was already clear, her wings were gone, but those cut marks were going to be
permanent as a reminder of that tragic night, not only that, the hits, kicks,
the sword cuts were permanent scars on her body now, beside of the 4 big scars
she already had aside of that, she was left almost infertile due to the deep
sword cut, she was able to get pregnant but she chance was very low.
Dregalia
had nothing now, and she wasn’t the type of dragon to search revenge for
something, all she had to do now was start again, and try to move forward, but
it was going to be difficult. This happened in her young days, when she was
still a young skilled dragoness around her 23 years old.
With the
years, Dregalia became a cold hearted wandering warrior, taking jobs of slaying
beasts and saving the rewards for her retirement, Dregalia now being in her 36
years old, managed to save enough to finally retire, maybe have a peaceful life
and build a house where she can lay down her arms and finally have a peaceful
life, it was when she started her trip to find a new place to live in, trip
that took her very far away cross the seas in order for her to find a nice calm
place where she could have a peaceful rest of her life.
Need to
say, in her years Dragalia had many lovers, but due to her permanent marks she
was acting to cold hearted to open herself because she was no longer the
beautiful woman she used to be, and the very few that managed to see her
permanent big scars didn’t want to stay with her as she was cheated on many
times only by the fact of her body, so this made her start acting more cold and
restrain herself at the moment of showing her body to someone.
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