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THE BAD BAD DRAGON? That's me! And that's how I got here:
I'm broke and waiting for the debt collectors. Here is my old grimoire from when I was a role-player. Spell: Become a dragon. Well, I'll try it for fun... Ah, winning the...
Mandrake: Okay, I get it. I believe you and I have a ring that tells me if you are telling the truth or not. But something is bothering me about you. My magical sensors tell me that you are not human and that children are. Explain this to me. I don't see any illusion spells on you or transformation spells though.
Me:
Master Mandrake, Yes, children are human and yes, I was born human.
I was mutilated and turned half into a beast and changed my gender. St. Hubert helped me to escape from my tormentor and to regain a human appearance. I want to live simply and start a family again without being persecuted.
Mandrake: I see you didn't lie. I see that you have suffered immensely. But how do you have a resonance with the darkness, the light and the vegetal?
Me: He must have put something in my belly to force the magic!
Mandrake: Yes, you are still not lying. Lie to me, please!
Me: I never killed anyone.
Mandrake: You are lying!
Welcome to Tibor!
Here are the keys to your rooms.
Tonight, His Majesty Felicius IV will honor us with his presence.
As I see that you have an affinity for magic, I will take you on as an apprentice and you will otherwise train with our master of arms Sebas and if you pass the weapons qualifications, you will begin a career as a Dragon rider
you can aspire to the title of hero once you have received a divine blessing or extraordinary feats. but first you will have to join a guild and start with a life of adventuring
You can stay in the castle for the time of your initiation and then you must earn your rank as an adventurer and have a level A+ or S to become a Dragon rider.
there are not many places, dragons are dangerous, fierce and stupid! and there is only one place for now. No woman has ever been a dragon rider because the physical effort is unfairly intense and the dragons bite women, judging them too weak.
I leave you, be ready in 2 hours and don't forget, nothing escapes me!
Then the extravagant man, black hair, with a simple mustache, left for his quarters, a simple red scarf, with a black cape with red interior and a cane with a polygonal crystal pommel and his black gloves gave an air of opera ghost, just the top hat that was missing, and replaced by a cap to Da Vinci!
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We were terrorized. Slaves, serfs, cannon fodder, mounts for dragon riders or targets for dragon hunters, our future was bright!
Well, kids, let's get cleaned up! We are invited to a royal banquet and the first impression should always be the right one!
So, I count on you, never ever a word that I am a dragoness. Our lives would be in danger, I don't know if we could escape, but we would be separated for sure!
Promise?
Promise mom! said Marc, Maxime and Suzie.
We'll ask the maids if they have any evening dresses for tonight, otherwise I'll have to take some of my things that I brought with me. Well, for a king from here, what could I offer? Oh I know what I have, a shaking snow globe with a music box in it and little flashing lights. They don't have that here and it's cluttered too!
Well, I have a simple knee-length party dress and an elbow-length sweater.
I used soap and perfume and groomed myself to look clean and presentable in front of a king.
The two hours passed and we were led by maids to the banquet hall.
YEE-HAW!
Princess Luxia, then the princess appeared from behind a curtain and went to sit at the back of a U-shaped table
-HIS MAJESTY THE KING, Felicius IV, then I saw Mandrake take the place of the throne in the middle of the U. Mandrake and the king were one!
-Miss Opaline, guest of honor at this banquet of invocation party.
Mr. Marc and Maxime
Mademoiselle Lucie will stand next to Mademoiselle Opaline.
The other guests can sit at the table as usual according to their rank and status.
His Majesty Felicius IV showed his satisfaction seeing that I knew how to behave at the table, respect the protocol and especially not to be noticed. He also appreciated my elegant, yet sober attire, which, coming from another world, fitted in well with the current fashion.
Felicius opened the banquet after announcing my successful summons from another world.
Then he said to me: I see that you have good taste and you surprise me with your outfit!
Then I asked, "Your Majesty, may I give you a gift from my world?
It is not dangerous and it is a festive decoration. Don't see any malice in it!
Felicius: Granted?
And I kneel before the king and present him with the music box.
Felicius, what kind of material is this? Is it light, transparent with laughing figures?
Sire, it is a music box. You shake it and snow will fall on the figures. You turn the key two times and let go of the key, then put the object on a table and soft music will come out. The material is plastic, a material extracted from black bitumen, very light and transparent.
Klik Klik , Jingle bells Jingle bells tralalaaa!
Oh, funny says Felicius! What an original gift!
Me: I'm sure your goldsmiths and locksmiths would love to know how it's built! Your music could be eternal!
Felicius, oh really? and you know how it works?
Me: yes, it is a metal comb with legs of different lengths that are lifted by a cylinder with claws. the cylinder contains the memory of the melody. A spring makes the cylinder turn and a fan slows down the spring! The key is used to tighten the spring.
Felicius, wonderful, how did we not think of that! Besides, these explanations are clear and you don't lie.
We could even put magic songs with a crystal so that a non-magician could use it. What a wonderful invention!
(In fact, I had just created a new weapon for magic!)
My daughter, Princess Luxia, whom I trained myself in the magical arcane, will open the ball with her fiancé, Prince Laurentiis from the neighboring kingdom.
And you, Miss Opaline, would you do me the honor of this dance?
MUSIC!
And so a traditional medieval ball took place. Fortunately, I had studied the movements in medieval re-enactments when I was young.
