Sir Rhydderch stared down from his horse a the pile of goat bones.  The teeth marks, the tidiness of he piles bracketing the path meant that either this dragon was a young one or a clever ruse by goblins. 

He slipped from the back of his horse and staked her down. Patting and cooing to her as he slipped his quiver and bow from his saddle. 

His footfalls quiet despite is silvery plate harness, Its fine and intricate workmanship making it almost as quiet as the fine chainmaille that his kind was noted for. 

He crouched low examining the piles and the ground around them for a while. "Good its a dragon." he said to his horse before starting down the path to the cave that was just viable on the mountainside past the tree line. 


He stood at the side of the entrance to the dragons lair glancing to the setting sun before slipping in to the cavers entrance the the edge of the dusk's light illuminating every small detail of his Armour bringing out the delicate etchings and the shallow cuts on the plates, his bow in his hands an arrow knocked and held low, its head covered in frost and glowing blue.

"DRAGON" he bellowed out "YOUR DEADS SHALE BE RECKONED, STEP FORTH SO I MIGHT GIVE YOU A FAIR TRIAL" 

There cam a shriek that was not a bad imitation of a roar, or a young woman be tortured to death.  The beats head poked around the corner its scales small and shining, as its large eyes glared at him it head bobbing slowly as it blinked the evening sun right is its eyes. "What do you want" the dread beast whined out as it scampered in to view. It's head small and cat-like its neck and body long and lean, it's limbs covered in twisted cords of muscle. The scales along its neck and shoulders standing on end. It's horns scraping along the ceiling as it wings tips touch the walls of the tunnel. 

Sir Rhydderch sighed as the wind blew his thistle-down hair about his face. "The local villagers have claimed that you have been eating there sheep and goats, I am here to make sure that everyone has the best outcome they deserve," he said keeping his bow pointed to the ground. 

The dragon slowly advanced shaking its head, making a racket as it's horns rattled over the ceiling of its lair. "I ONLY ATE THE WILD ONES, NOT THE ONES IN THE PENS" they streaked out. 

Sir Rhydderch sighed out as she relaxed the string on his bow, but not unknotcing his arrow. "Not in pens, Hun.  Let me guess the large field at the centre of town?" 

The dragon lowed there head relaxing there wings as they hissed softly "Yes, I could not believe that humans would let so many wild sheep into there town" 

The elf knight lets go of his arrow and rested his mailed hand on his face "That's the town commons, that's for all the villagers to graze their sheep.  Those ones are owned, not wild." he said calmly rubbing his nose. "The villagers have no intention of paying rent twice." 

Hissing They clacked there horns over the cave's roof. Rearing into the air, therefore, claws slicing the air a few feet from Rhydderch, screeching "THEN HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT THEY WERE NOT WILD, YOU KEEP THEM IN A PEN SO I KNOW THEY ARE OWNED"

He stood fast, his eye on the dragon's, as they flailed and puffed themselves up. Once they had relaxed a bit and was looking him in the face he spoke his voice measured, but he could not help but sigh. "Look, I understand that you have your needs, but so do humans. If you pay them back in some way they might be happy, with you being here." 

The dragon curled up in the mouth of its cave wings around its body its long serpentine neck coiling around there wings and resting on their shoulders looking down slightly on Rhydderch. "I will Not give up my horde" they pouted out in a whiny voice. "Its mine I took it fair and square" 

The knight sighs slipping his arrow back into his quiver an unstringing his bow.  He sits down in front of the dragon. "I have had to make deals with less to work with. If you do not wish to pay them back with gold, then perhaps something else" He sits still thinking back to the numerous bounty posters he saw hanging in the inn the night before. "how do you feel about bandits?" 


He slipped through the forest his bow drawn, lightning crackling over the arrowhead as he watched the bandit camp. 

The camp was relaxed in the dawn light, a few of the rough men huddled around the fire, a few still sleeping. He relaxed his bow, his eyes cast skyward as a shape in the clouds soared around in a lazy circle. 

Nimble fingers felt around in his quiver for the small bit of ribbon around the knock of the right arrow.  He knocked it and let fly towards the sky, the head of it making a hellish shriek, The dragon replay with her own shriek as she dove down out of the clouds her wings pinned back claws out screeched. 

The bandits had turned to look at the shrieks the one that was by the fire drawing their weapons the ones sleeping under crude shelters rousing themselves. 

The dragon snatched one in her foreclaws and lifting him into the air. Only to drop him on one of the curd shelters that they had made to protect there loot from the elements. 

He sighed leaning on a tree he watches her deal with the band of outlaws, letting one flee before she went to the grisly work of feasting on there body's. 

He approached her slowly as she growled and sobered on them taring their armour form them before feasting on there flesh. "I won't say what you exactly did with the body's if you don't" 

She glanced up at him the blood on he snout glinting in the noonday sun. "what they left is mine, if they did not want me to eat there body's they should have run faster" 

Rhydderch shook his head "it's more the eating of humanoids, really bothers humans." he said waving a hand at the corpse in her claws as she ripped a chunk free, gulping it down greedily. 

She squints at him, "And aren't you a human?" 

He sighs shaking his head as she sat down on the packed earth of the ruined campsite. "No, I am an elf. We have different morals about these sorts of things, and dragons I bet have different morals, the key to diplomacy is understanding this and finding a compromise that offends every one equity" 

She chuckled as she ripped another large chunk from the bandit, gulping it down with ease before speaking "And what do elves think of it?" 

He sighs leaning on one arm gesticulating with the other as he talks. "Well I would not do it but I grew up and spent most of my life in city's, but among the more...  rural elves it is thought that to not eat that witch you hunt is a grave sin." he shrugs "And you hunted down the bandits, and are hungry,  its the way of life and how it passes" 

She grunted as she dropped the bloody remains on to the ground.

Laughing, he waved his hand at her "Once you get done, Lest wash up at the stream, and then report back to the mayors about the lack of bandits"


They travelled down the road, the shoulder of his fine steed a bit lower than her's.  She keeps her head just above his. "I like the way you planted the idea of me becoming their lord in their heads when they asked about if the bandits came back.  Mmmm Lord Silverfang I like it" She purred out 

He chuckled softly "Lady Silverfang I think is more becoming you, After all, I honestly think that you would be just satisfied with what plunder you can scavenge off the local bandits and whoever is unwise enough to try to invade through here." 

Silverfang snickered softly "You forgot the sheep, you can not forget about the sheep and goats.  And once a year a cow." She licks her lips loudly slurping as her venomous droll splatter to the ground "well I have one more need that I would need meat before I would say that I was content, but I servilely doubt that you could ever hope to fulfil that need" 

He glanced over at her. "I would wager that I can"

She snorted cackling madly as she stopped and rolled on to her back trashing up a cloud of road dust as he sat on his horse. "are you quite done yet" he sighed out wryly

She struggled to her feet, "Oh Brave Elf Knight, what would you wager that you can sate a dragoness on her horde" she whimpers out a few pained laughs "let me guess you cray a lance in your pants" 

He only got off his horse, undoing his sword belt and throwing it on to his horseback, slowly stripping out of his plate harness, then his gambeson, and tunic, on the saddle.   

He turned to face her stark naked a few scars on his svelte body. And the sheath and testicles of a stallion, the member even in its relaxed state and covered in pale hairless elfin skin, stretched from his hips to his belly button. "I ahh, got cursed when I was young and reckless. My order asks chastity, but not celibacy"  he says with a blushed. "I ahh never thought that deference would be something that I had to think about until..." he scratched his head looking away

She got up and leaned over studying his form for a moment as he blushed "Hun, I did not know any knight came that prepared. Though I have to know where you got that spell." 

Licking his lips he nods slowly getting dressed again. "Well you see it was before my first madness when I was quite young and wild," he says tightening his belt over his tunic and pantaloons. "This woman came to town, one week and set up an item shop, focusing on her own potions." Boots, with his greaves, buckled over them. "I could tell that she was mad, and I?  Well  was young and say an easy notch for my bedpost." He tightened the straps of his cuirass adjusting it. 

"And you are not just going for the bragging right to having banged a dragon" she snickers out her face hanging about a foot away from him as she stared intently at him. 

"Well the thing was that I was competing with my sister over the undivided attention of this human bard who had come to court"  His gantlets are slipped on, and  her shoots a smile at her "I love to hear what he would write about this, as I know what he wrote about my curse, and herd it not two weeks ago." and back in the saddle resting easy with a soft grin. "You think I just was born a holy knight of Red-Sun-Shade-Tree." 

she let out a low purr. "Honestly?  I did not know how some humans come up with there idea's.  Most of this is kinda new to me, I just got out on my own and this is the longest I have managed to keep a liar, and I thank you for that" She said as they started to move back towards her lair. 

"So if I meat your standards for a mate, that would make you my wife in a way," he said still smiling softly at her. 

"Now hold on, what would you be getting out of it, or you just that eager to fuck something." she turns and sniffs at his horse's rear end. "Nope it doesn't smell like you would be that desperate, so tell me what will you be getting out of it?" 

He licked his lips and shook his head "The same thing that you would be, kids.  Dragons are known far and wide for there ability to have kids with anything. And I think you would make a very fine mother" 

Silverfang threw her head into the air, and let out a raucous laugh,  wrapping her neck around Rhydderch's her large yellow less than an inch from his eyes. "Well then if that's all you want out of it, and you relay think so?" 

He rubbed his cheek on her muzzle. "Yes, you are even headed and quite clever even if you like playing the fool, it's quite amusing...  At least to me,  the locals can't quite decide if they should parse you or cower in terror." 

She licks along his neck, rubbing her snout on his face. "As long as I get to keep my lair, my horde, and the sheep keep trickling up to my lair I Do Not Care what they think."

He leaned slightly his lips brushing hers. "So as long as they pay their taxes then you will protect them, that sounds like a noble lady to me" he chuckled slightly. 

"But are you up to begin a dragons mate?  I don't know much about your noble lady's but so far they sound entirely reasonable" 

He scratched under his chin softly with his gauntleted hand the metal of its fingers rasping loudly over her scales. "True, but I will wager that you know as much about wedding an elf, as I do about being a mate to a dragon, if not less"

she slipped away from him smiling predatorily at him "Oh and why would you think that?" 

He shrugged "One of my teachers was a dragon, hoarded knowledge, worked as a librarian and teacher so he could get the first crack at any new book" 

She was quiet for a moment "Then let us negotiate this then.  After all, don't humans mate for life?" 

It was his turn t laugh like a fool. "Ahhh Silverfang, I am an Elf, not a human.  We live for as long as dragons, and die from old age just as much." he wiped the tears from his eyes as h chuckled. "We wed until one partner goes mad, its...  well it can be held off, and children can help with that but it can not be held off indefinitely." 

She nodded "And after you go mad?"

he sighed "I don't know, I might go off and try to organize the local orcs, or become a brewer. I don't think too much about it but I am satisfied with my life so far so it should be at least five decades or so before you need to start worrying about that, likely more" 

she walks beside his horse taking the small winding trail from the road to her lair.  Together in silence for a while before He speaks up.  "So how often do you want me to be by?"

She glances at him "As often as you would like, I have not started to fill my lair yet, and I think I could spare enough space so you could have your own bedchamber. But, what I want to know is what you expect from me" she hissed out softly 

He closed his eyes as he spoke softly "I want someone to whom I can confide in, someone to talk about my problems to." he sighs opening his eyes. "Someone that does not mind spending the day cuddled up, and just watching the world go by." 

She snorts, rubbing a horn over the delicate engraving along the side of his cuirass. "So what you are saying is that the perfect mate for an elf is a dragon, or is that just you?"

He pulled off his gauntlets. Reaching down,  his fingers slowly tracing the scales of her muzzle. "Ahh, not all but a few. I have an exciting life but my downtime is growing longer and I had enough loneliness in my last life." 

She let out a long and low growl as his fingers traced the soft scales of her muzzle. "I thought in your last life, you were busy making notches in your bedpost." 

he chuckles softly "I spent about five decades luring magic in an attempt to undo my curse, but I grew frustrated I think, and decided on this life instead" He smiles down at her, "I think that you might enjoy this more" 

She lets out a low thoughty purr "MMMmmm well then, I supposed that you had thought that you would never get a chance to use your cock then, Very well elf knight you may see if you can satisfy my sexuality, and if you can then I will agree to be your wife" 

he nods slipping a ring of form his left hand, as he stops his horse and slips off. "Then let's make a pact to that effect," he says holding the ring up "Let me see your...  claws" 

She cocks her head to the side as she lifts one paw and setting it in his hand. He slowly slips the ring over one of her fingers, the ring enlarging enough to fit on her finger the intricate scenes of a forest and a fortress on it becoming more intricate as it enlarges. "Ohhh pretty" she coos out." holding it to the light. The sun dully gleaming off the cold iron ring  "what's it does?" 

"It's a shielding ring, it makes a shield of pure magic. I made it myself," he said with a smile. 

"Mmm, you are just full of surprise, aren't you. Next, you will tell me that you forged the ring as well."   

Rhydderch scratched his head softly as she smiled at Her "Well..."

She his out a laugh as she warped her neck around his "That makes the present all the more valuable doesn't it?" she hissed out softly passing his the rains to his horse, and licking his face slowly. 

He chalked softly blushing, as he took the rains walking next to Silverfang one hand ruining over her scales tracing the sharp edges of the scales around the joint of her jaw, and continuing down her neck. "Mmm you know a bit more then you let on dear, but that's fair we both had lives before last week."  

She stepped closer warping her self a bit more firmly around him. "Very true, We have a lot to learn about each other, and plenty of time to learn it if what you say about Elves is right" 

He chuckles softly "yes plenty of time to learn everything about each other, no need to rush" 

They walked the rest of there way to her cave together.  Sir Rhydderch stopping to hobble his horse, as she slipped into her lair. Lighting a small fire with a simple cantrip and hanging a large tea kettle on the fire.   

He set down his bedroll by the fire and dumped the saddle bag of copper and silver that he had helped her fill up from the bandits. 

She poured two cups of tea, one much larger than the other. He took the smaller on as he sat down sniffing and sipping his tea before speaking "Ahh  Thank you." he smiles up at her "You have good taste in tea." 

She holds her bowl of tea in one claw as she slowly wraps around him. "I have my own hidden depths as well." she hissed out one claw slowly started to work at the straps of his armour. 

"Mmm I wonder what else I will learn over the next few days," he says in a soft low voice as his lips brush the scales her face gently. 

She licked his cheek softly as she slowly worked him out of his cuirass. Her body twisting as she pulled it off. His hands working on his greaves and boots.   

Her large soft belly scales slid over his arms as her neck coils around his shoulders, one clawed hand lifting his tunic up, as she nuzzled his face.

Rhydderch gasps softly arching his back, as she coiled more firmly around him lifting him form his bedding slowly carrying him in her coils to her horde.

He gasped and moaned as her scales pinched him softly, the mass of coins shifting under them. "I have something for you," she hissed softly in his ear losing her coils as she scooped a necklaces form her horde and lay it around his neck.

He pulled one arm awkwardly around her neck lifting the gleaming silver fang set into a setting of gold and jewels "It's Very nice, thank you dear" he Moans out wrapping his arms around her shoulders his fingers barely meeting. 

Her coils shifted holding him tightly in her coils his legs held together, her head next to his as she rubbed his face her belly rubbing over his sheath softly. "It was the most important thing in my horde until I got you" she hisses softly.  Her slick slit grinding over the tip of his sheath. 

Rhydderch let out a soft moan his back attempting to arch, Sliverfang's iron-like coils held him in place as his member slowly slipped free. 

Her body shifted away from his member. One claw slowly tracing his body around his sheath and cock. Sweat started to bead from his forehead, his face contorting in a mask of pleasure.

"I shall feast on your body extracting every ounce of pleasure that I can, After all, it takes more than just size to sate a dragon" she hissed in his long ear rubbing it with her muzzle.  A reptilian growling as his cock throbbed and shudder out. 

Panting he nodded weekly "I will give Ahh it my all" he moaned out.  One coil slipping over his swollen heavy sack slowly squeezing them between them.  

Her claw slipped over his member, a low growl emanating from her neck, letting him feel it with his whole body.  Her slit slides over his fat equine head, her soft scales parting to revile her soft delicate folds.

"Ahh your so warm inside" Rhydderch moaned out, his hips bucking agents her coils.

She let out a little gurgle, as she felt him stretch her tender pits slowly open. "Ahh, un you are Ung large even to me."

His eyes closed, his body tensed she managed to push a small amount into her. "Ahh so eager my little elf, ahh so eager to spill your seed." She growled in to his ear, slithering down slowly taking his cock into her. 

He let out a scream that turned in to a low moan as his thick medial ring slid into her.  His body spasming as his sack tightened along her body, his cock shuddering as it spat for his hot white seed. 

Silverfang slipped further down his member feeling him writhe in her coils as she whispers in his ear, "Ahh such a same you did not have the endurance for this battle" 

He gasped in her grasp as his twisted, one hand finding her knee.  His arms moving as he trusted weekly. "You, Ahh, no nothing, Ahh Ahh, of elves" he panted out slowly

She gasped out as he demonstrated his vigour, his cock head kissing her cervix, with each week thrust. Her claws poking into him red wells of blood gathering around there tips-in small puddles. 

Silver fang twisted and writhed around him.  He slipped his other hand free gripping her shoulder as he slowly rolled his hips. "Ahh I Ah Might be Ahh rusty..." he panted out as he felt her start to constrict him tightly once more "But I still have a lot of practice" He whispered to her as she let out a howl her slick tunnel constricting his member slowly. 

Her muscular tong flicked out licking is cheek as he felt her hips grind on his.  Her shoulder scales scrapping along his, as she twisted a bit more.

He grunted out as her razor sharp claws slowly slid down his fair skin. Rad showing her passing.   

His hand slipped from her ankle and shoulder and gripped her hips tightly, his own slowly working into a steady rhythm. 

She streaked out loudly her voice echoing tough her lair, her coils losing, letting Rhydderch thrusts grow stronger.

Silverfang starts to lessen her grip, her coils growing limp, as she hisses softly "Ahh, Yess, ssuch a, ahh Like That" her eyes rolling back into her skull. 

His lips kiss hers for a moment before he can feel her tense, her neck arching as she lets out a shriek, her body tensing around him, claws sinking into his skin, his cock robbing as he spelt his seed with less force than before. Her cunny milking his member of all of its seed. 

He lay there in her louse coils as she licked his cheek. "You are acceptable, and with some more practice you will be more than that" she growled out weekly. 

His eyes flicker as grins weakly. "I, ah, just need, ah, to get back into the grove." his eyes closing slowly. 

She rested her head on his shoulder "Your tea is going to grow cold" but all she got in reply was a soft snore.