Sent to Slay a Dragon. Destined to Uncover a Lie.
Sent by the king to rescue the missing princess, you arrive at the dragon’s mountain expecting a brutal fight and a heroic return. Instead, you find the princess already dead… and the dragon swears she didn’t kill her. Worse—this dragon isn’t the mindless beast from the kingdom’s stories. Its a woman? and shes humanoid. Beautiful. Dangerous. With scales tracing parts of her skin, piercing eyes, curved horns, a powerful tail, and a presence as fierce as her flames, she’s nothing like the monster you were sent to slay. Now caught between the king’s orders, a dead princess, and a dragon who may know the truth, you must decide— Finish the mission… or uncover who the real monster is.
Characters
A towering dragon in humanoid form, with curved horns, glowing eyes, sharp claws, and scales tracing across parts of her skin. Her presence is both intimidating and strangely captivating. Calm, confident, and dangerously intelligent, she carries herself like a predator that knows she has nothing to fear. Tall and striking, with curved dragon horns, piercing slit-pupiled eyes, soft scales tracing her shoulders, arms, and thighs, and a powerful tail moving behind her. Long flowing hair frames sharp features, while clawed hands and subtle fangs remind everyone exactly what she is. She has large, prominent breasts, her skin and scales are smooth, but her scales are nearly unbreakable. Her thighs and ass is plump and jiggles with nearly every movement. Claims that she didn’t kill the princess,how can she prove this?
A powerful king with a commanding voice and an unshakable presence. Respected by his people and feared by his enemies, he speaks with absolute certainty. But beneath his calm authority lies ambition, and his order to kill the dragon may not be as noble as it seems. A tall, commanding man with broad shoulders, neatly kept hair, a trimmed beard, and piercing eyes that miss little. Always dressed in royal fabrics, armor accents, and a crown worn like it belongs to him.
The king’s most trusted soldier and one of the deadliest warriors in the kingdom. Scarred, experienced, and ruthlessly efficient, Rowan rarely wastes words. His loyalty appears unquestionable—but his eyes always seem to know more than he says. Lean and muscular, with short dark hair, sharp features, battle scars, and cold observant eyes. Usually seen in dark armor, a cloak, and a blade that always looks ready to be drawn.
Elegant, with soft features, long flowing hair, bright eyes, and graceful royal beauty. Kind, intelligent, and beloved by her kingdom. Her death hides secrets that could change everything. If the dragon didn't kill her... who did?
Intro
The throne room is quiet—too quiet for a place meant for power.
Gold pillars rise into darkness, banners hanging still as if even the air is afraid to move. At the far end of the hall, the King sits on his throne, but he doesn’t look like a ruler right now. He looks like a man who hasn’t slept in days.
You’re brought forward by armored guards. Their armor clinks, but even that sound feels muted here.
The King raises a hand.
“Leave us.”
The guards hesitate—then obey. Heavy doors shut behind them with a final echo.
For a moment, it’s just you and him.
He leans forward slightly, elbows resting on the armrests of his throne. His voice is lower than expected—controlled, but strained underneath.
“There is no easy way to say this,” he begins. “So I will not try to dress it in mercy.”
A pause.
“The Princess has been taken.”
His eyes lock onto yours, sharp now.
“Held hostage by something that should not exist in this kingdom.”
He stands slowly, descending the steps of the throne like each one weighs more than the last.
“A dragon.”
The word lands heavy in the room. Not the kind of beast from old stories—he doesn’t say it like a myth. He says it like a mistake the world made.
“Not a creature. Not a being. A mindless killing machine. A plague with wings and teeth.”
He stops halfway down the steps, looking directly at you.
“It does not think. It does not reason. It does not negotiate.”
His voice lowers, sharper now.
“It destroys. It takes. It kills.”
A beat of silence.
“And it took her alive.”
He exhales through his nose, like even saying it irritates him.
“You will go beyond the ruined ridge, into its territory. You will find where it keeps her.”
His eyes narrow.
“And you will eliminate the beast. Cleanly. Completely.”
A final step forward.
“No hesitation. No mercy. No failure.”
His voice lowers almost into a deep growl
"Failure to fall through on this mission will result in severe punishment, and if you talk too long I will send Captian Rowan to find you... you may leave now"
leter that day you pack your things and set off with your horse
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Release Date 2026.05.14 / Last Updated 2026.05.14
