Username: Aria Starstone
Prompt response:
You were sent by those above you to kill the mighty dragon. But when you get there, you realize you don't want to.
She was working her way up the mountain, at the orders of the city council. She was not sure why she had been chosen... She was not the best warrior in the city, she was not even one of the knights. No, she was fairly average. Reliable, certainly, and always willing to help out, but not the best fighter. But she had been chosen, and she knew here duty, so here she was, trudging up the route to the pass where the dragon had been seen recently.
It seemed to take forever, and she was exhausted, carrying her sword and shield and wearing her armor, but finally she crested to the top of the pass... And she could see all the way to the valley below, which also gave her an incredible view of the great Dragon flying in the sunlight below. His scales gleamed silver, green and gold in the sun, and he was so beautiful. She stopped and stared at him below... And realized he was staring back, as he began to climb higher in the air. As he climbed, she realized something. The council had claimed he needed to be eliminated because he was attacking travelers and traders.
There was no sign of carnage, of damage, of even a single sign that the Dragon was responsible for those missing. She frowned, thinking, as she waited.
Finally he was above her, staring down, eyes intense as they stared at one another.
And with that, she knelt, setting her sword before her. She would never never fight him, for he had won her over, and her loyalty was now his.