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Once, many years ago,
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a man became lost in a
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dense and tangled forest.
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He had ventured to gather food
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for his wife, who was with child.
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Determined to find aliment befitting
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of his family, he drove
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ever deeper into the woods.
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After some time, he came
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across a fearsome serpent
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circling a small creature,
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its fangs bared.
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The prey was near the size of a
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human child, its wings flecked
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with brilliant color.
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Urged by instinct, the man threw
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himself over the young creature,
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shielding it as if were his own child.
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The serpent poised to strike--but
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in that instant a dragon descended
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from the sky, crashing through the
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trees and blowing the serpent away.
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It was Simurgh, mother to the
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creature the man had protected
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so selflessly. She had come to
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 +
save her youngling.
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 +
The dragon believed deeply in
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 +
repaying her debts, and carried the
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 +
man back to his village as thanks
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 +
for his efforts. Once there, she
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offered him one of her feathers.
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"This should ensure your wife a
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 +
healthy birth," she said, and turned
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to leave--but the man stopped her.
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"You have shown your thanks," the
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man began, "now please, allow me
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to show you mine. You spared my
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wife and child immeasurable grief,
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and now leave me with an extra gift."
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"That is far from necessary.
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I was merely repaying you
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for protecting my child."
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"By flying me home, yes. But with
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 +
this feather, I am now in YOUR debt."
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Simurgh was taken aback.
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She had never met anyone
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as adamant as her when it
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came to repaying kindnesses.
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And so began a curious struggle--
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one which did now involve the
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trading of blows, but of favors.
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Revision as of 18:17, 2 April 2019

Quotes

When Entering Dragon's Roost
After Receiving a Gift
After Bond Level Increase
Idle After Bond Level 1
Idle After Bond Level 10
Idle After Bond Level 20


Dragon Story Episodes
Trading Favors

Once, many years ago,

a man became lost in a

dense and tangled forest.


He had ventured to gather food

for his wife, who was with child.

Determined to find aliment befitting

of his family, he drove

ever deeper into the woods.


After some time, he came

across a fearsome serpent

circling a small creature,

its fangs bared.


The prey was near the size of a

human child, its wings flecked

with brilliant color.


Urged by instinct, the man threw

himself over the young creature,

shielding it as if were his own child.


The serpent poised to strike--but

in that instant a dragon descended

from the sky, crashing through the

trees and blowing the serpent away.


It was Simurgh, mother to the

creature the man had protected

so selflessly. She had come to

save her youngling.


The dragon believed deeply in

repaying her debts, and carried the

man back to his village as thanks

for his efforts. Once there, she

offered him one of her feathers.


"This should ensure your wife a

healthy birth," she said, and turned

to leave--but the man stopped her.


"You have shown your thanks," the

man began, "now please, allow me

to show you mine. You spared my

wife and child immeasurable grief,

and now leave me with an extra gift."


"That is far from necessary.

I was merely repaying you

for protecting my child."

"By flying me home, yes. But with

this feather, I am now in YOUR debt."


Simurgh was taken aback.

She had never met anyone

as adamant as her when it

came to repaying kindnesses.


And so began a curious struggle--

one which did now involve the

trading of blows, but of favors.