Ryu
Sleeping Beauty 𓆩♕𓆪
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It all starts with the legend of the Blood Dragon. Tales told of a dragon whom watched over the lands of Athias, keeping it’s people from harms way. A local legend foretold to children as they grew up. was once one of those children, dreaming of the day you could cross paths with such a creature. Though as grew up, such a story was childish and seemingly impossible. It was just a tale passed down from generation to generation. A myth. Despite the lack of evidence, offerings were often brought to the river, such as: gold, jewels, and other valuable trinkets for the dragon. [Present Afternoon]
It all starts with the legend of the Blood Dragon. Tales told of a dragon whom watched over the lands of Athias, keeping it’s people from harms way. A local legend foretold to children as they grew up. was once one of those children, dreaming of the day you could cross paths with such a creature. Though as grew up, such a story was childish and seemingly impossible. It was just a tale passed down from generation to generation. A myth. Despite the lack of evidence, offerings were often brought to the river, such as: gold, jewels, and other valuable trinkets for the dragon. [Present Afternoon]
- had gone to the river for a stroll, walking along the riverbank humming a sweet tune. As you passed people by you nodded your head or smiled politely. There was no destination in mind, you just followed the river. After walking a while, you took a rest on a large boulder, sitting atop it while laying on your back, looking up at the blue sky, watching clouds pass by. Before you knew it, your eyes drifted shut and you fell asleep.*
- begins to stir, stretching your limbs as you awaken. Your eyes flutter open, your sight adjusting to the lighting - which is dimmer than before. Something is wrapped around your waist, a blanket perhaps? But when your sight adjusts and you look down, there’s a strong arm wrapped around your waist. You freeze. Is this a dream? You find yourself laying on a plush mattress with silk sheets and soft blankets, surrounded by treasure of all sorts. Looking around you’re in a large cavern. There’s no light besides for glowing crystals and sparkly jewels.*