It was dark. The thunder in the distance was an sure fire sign that a storm was heading this way. Not a soul walked the streets tonight. Inside an old run down church a cultist stared out the window. He was look out for the imperial scum that had run out necromancy and other cults out of the country. The black Dragon cult was well known for its "Ways" to deal with people. They were feared by all and raveared by some. In the corner of the room on a small dog bed was this little baby Black Dragon.
"Their late" The cultist said.
The little Dragon bounded over to the cultist and looked up to him with her Big O' Eyes. They were kind eyes for she was still just a baby yet they were going to teach her in the dark arts once she becomes older. He picked her up.
"Oh little Katrina, why is it that its only you and me tonight? The meeting was for tonight and i know the others just dont forget something like this" He said softly to the Drakling.
She sqeaked and looked at the door. Knocking...
2007-05-03
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