This was not his standard part of town. The Underground was a section of the island generally viewed as a haven for scum and degenerates. It did however sport a few rare jewels when it came to shops. During his time on the island he'd become acquainted with a particularly skilled weapon smith. He understood the simple fact that he had a successful business in the middle of this section of town was a statement in and of itself. His last commission was a pair of fans for his now pregnant wife. Now he was heading back to his home after dropping off a sword he wanted reforged. The sword was a wedding gift from his mother and also a sign of his taking over as head of the clan.
The king walked down the street with confidence. No one would dare outright challenge a dragon king to a fight right? Wrong. He found himself being followed by three unpleasant looking fellows. He stopped for a moment before unleashing a stream of intense flames, which seemed to be enough to make them back off. It was nice what a controlled display of strength could get.
He inhaled and exhaled and was about to continue on his way when someone caught his attention.
"Can I hep you with something?"
@Sashi
The king walked down the street with confidence. No one would dare outright challenge a dragon king to a fight right? Wrong. He found himself being followed by three unpleasant looking fellows. He stopped for a moment before unleashing a stream of intense flames, which seemed to be enough to make them back off. It was nice what a controlled display of strength could get.
He inhaled and exhaled and was about to continue on his way when someone caught his attention.
"Can I hep you with something?"
@Sashi