"Fine, I'll be your champion." She agreed, sounding almost disappointed in herself. "Good. But if you are going to be my champion, then you're going to have to carry my insignia." I motion towards the flag on the wall, a giant black triangle surrounding a red dragon skull. "And as my champion you shall have these." I grab a new sword and shield and unceremoniously drop them in front of her. She picks up the sword and examines it. "Isn't this a Deathwing tail blade?" "Yes, it used to belong to my brother until someone came into his lair and chopped his head off. The shield is made up of some of his scales." Taking the sword in her right hand and the shield in her left, she looks back up at me. "What now?" I grab her in one of my hands. "Hey! What is this?" "Just be quiet and don't look down." I flap my wings to gain some lift then shoot down the tunnel and, once outside, plotted a course towards an Orc camp. Their war leader runs to meet me as I land. "Revered Lord of Fear Calemvir, your presence is always welcomed but what is the reason for this visit?" The green-skinned humanoid prostrate himself before me. Placing the girl on the ground and prodding her towards the Orc camp, I told the worshiping warrior that the human was to be taught how to lead a force and that if any harm happened to befall her, I would destroy the entire camp and butcher any survivors. He hastily agreed and led the girl back to the camp. The acidic smell of smoke attracted my intention and without another word I flew off towards whatever was on fire. Arriving at the source a hour later, I discovered that a city was being raided and on further inspection, found out that the city belonged to…
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