Suddenly a red dragon, larger than Drak, swoops down into the ruins of Hobbitton and lands with a twump. There is a look of impressed awe on his face as he gazes at the destruction.
"Wow, that was some fine pillaging young dragon, may I ask what your name is?" the large dragon asks. Drak nods with appreciation, he liked hanging out with other dragons, "My name is Drakreanor" your friend replies.
The other dragon rumbles in contemplation. "Drakreanor yes? Well then. I will introduce myself as Smaug" the dragon replies. "Wait, weren't you killed by Bilbo?" you ask, though you regret what you had said.
"Human!! That dragon was my father, for I am Smaug II!!" the dragon replied, his draconic pride insulted. He then turns suspiciously toward Drak. "Why haven't you eaten this human as well? He is obviously a nuiscance!!" Smaug snorted.
Drak glared back, insulted. "No, Giljaras is my friend, he is the type who understands the woes of dragonkind" he responded firmly. Smaug crossed his eyes and glared at you, the way dragons would when they wanted to scare humans.
You only shrugged, being linked with Drak meant that you weren't affected by this aura like the others. In fact, you could never understand what scared them in the first place.
"Chill out dude, in fact, I have an offer for you, there's these people called Mylandians from where I'm from, who kill dragons for a living, you explain, I was hoping, to recruit some of you guys so that you could put a stop to them" you explain. Smaug puts his claw to his chin and contemplates this... What will he say?
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