“Dragons collect not only jeweles, but they often have spell books. If I could find one I most likely would have a whole library’s worth of black magic spell.” Viona blew another knife into the air. “That seems pretty stupid to me, why can’t you just find a wizard and ask him for some books.” Said the Raven. Viona looked at him, then looked at her knife and with a quick movement of her hand the knife flew at the Raven and hit him straight in the heart. “I never really liked him anyway.” Viona pulled out the knife and let the blood drip into a vile. “Magical Raven blood, that’s bound to come in handy at some point.” She wiped off her dagger and laid it neatly on a small table next to four other daggers. The next morning Viona awoke early, she had decided on finding a dragon; but first she would need a dragon to find. It was around four o’clock in the morning when she was finally finished with preparations for the journey. She was dressed in a long green dress with a laced bodice and she had a large green hooded cloak to match. She chose green because it served as a camouflage among trees. Also the green complimented her long black curly hair nicely. She had dagger in each boot and a dagger on her belt. She had a broadsword next to it and three tiny pouches of gold. On her back she had a quiver full of arrows and a small but well made bow. Beside her she had two bags which she intended to put on either side …show more content…
He and Viona had been traveling all day and they had put a great distance between them and the castle. “We can get some refreshing drinks and see if we can find anyone who is crazy enough to join us.” Viona nodded and they dismounted. When they entered the inn a peculiar scene met their eyes, half of the whole bar was crowded around one table, chanting someone’s name. Viona pushed her way through the crowd and found a large half-orc engaged in an arm wrestle with a young woman, the woman had dark brown hair and was dressed in what looked like a man’s leather traveling outfit and to Viona’s surprise she was winning. She slammed the orcs arm down onto the table with an amazing amount of force. “Now that adds up to about three hundred gold pieces you owe me, plus that magical dragon’s map you were so boastful about.” She took a drink of ale “When will you just admit I’m stronger than you?” The orc pushed a rolled up piece of paper to her then grumbled something about being tired and walked off. The crowd soon dispersed, Viona approached the woman “I hear you have a special map in your possession.” The woman looked at her suspiciously, gripping the piece of paper