dragon.

         Of many mortals ( of many who are not the Dov ) he has heard —— whether or not he has truly paid ATTENTION to the names, however, is a matter of importance; and never has he considered it important enough to remember them. The title, he RECOGNIZES only vaguely —— Dark Lord of Vampires, a race he has heard exists in Skyrim.

              ❛ Of what IMPORTANCE is this Dark Lord of Vampires ?!
                                Are you of his cult ? Do you expect me to
                                                 spare you for fear of his name ?! ❜

            ❛  The race of vampires began with  HIM  and his  sacrifice.   If it were not for him I would have died thousands of years ago,  a nobody.  weak.  mortal. ❜    Perhaps they are one of  PROMISE,   the immortals,  living and undead,  of human composition or not.       ❛  I do not know if he is aware that a dragon might be here,    but  THIS  is where he sent me  —  without another order.  I do not have the desire to lose my life  without cause  but if you wish to kill me, I will not go down without a fight. ❜

dragon.

         If he were a lesser creature, perhaps he would lower his head and SNIFF
          at the hissing man again, but he is smart enough to know not to do such a thing,
               lest he burn his nostrils to the point of no RETURN. And so, head
                   held high and strong neck _^exposed and moving just slightly with his
                       throat as it RUMBLES, he glares towards the small figure.

                ❛ As I have never known of your existence,
                                      nor have I ever DESIRED to know of it ! ❜

             To die fighting a dragon is not the reason why he plays with  Death.  Loyalty claims him far greater than the temptation of dying a warrior’s death.   Greater glory awaits him should he succeed the test of  OUTSMARTING   this  monstrosity  (  perhaps  ).     Dying is not an option for now.

               ❛   ——- Have you not heard of Harkon, the  Dark Lord of  VAMPIRES ?  ❜

dragon !

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                                               ultimatetracker

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                 Another mortal, and yet this one does not have the SMELL on him
                              that he might have liked. While others are of musk, of iron,
                                of sweat and of cologne, this one smells of NOTHING.

         Or, perhaps it _^would be nothing, if not for the sharp, ACRID tinge in his
                  nostrils which causes him to draw back, to lower his head and hiss at him.
                       WHATEVER he is, he is not anything he has ever come across.

                                ❛  ————- A dragon !  ❜
                 I did not know  why  Lord Harkon sent me  HERE. 
                              To  die,  perhaps  ?  To test my  strength ?
                        Does he  now  question  my loyalty ?     

                            He responds the hiss with his own,  fangs bared.
           The thought of  Garmr the Death Hound back in  Castle Volkihar  
                                       fills him with       D R E A D.  
          If his loyal companion were here,  the odds of winning over this —
                       monstrosity  would be greater than when he is alone.

                    _{❛   I   did not know  dragon as  IMPOSING  as you
                                   existed  in my  thousands of  years.  ❜}