The Dragon's Entry

A Story of Death and Defeat.....

All I wanted to do was my job. I was assigned to guard the treasure, my only job was to keep everyone away from it and keep it protected. Then, yesterday, some punk kid ran into my territory to steal something. Well, I was taking a nap when it happened. Nobody really bothers me, I would dominate anyone and everyone in this town stays away. So this kid came in, I assume to steal something. I found out later that apparently he had just been freed from slavery, but he still should have stayed away. So from then on, I had to protect the treasure more viciously. I couldn’t just let everyone know that they could run in here whenever they wanted and just take whatever they wanted. I wanted to scare the townspeople. That was my whole purpose. I was going to stop before long, but instead this King came to fight me. King Beowulf. My goodness, he is so cocky. He came in here thinking he was going to just kill me in no time. I wonder if he thought otherwise when his entire army ran out on him. Well, I sure told him, at least at first. I put him in his place when I snapped his sword in half. And then I met my fatal end as his sword found its way into my flesh. He found the one soft spot I have and made a stab for it. At least I know the battle was not completely lost, as I ensured my bite caused him death as well. The suffering was long and the pain was great, but I protected my treasure until I met my death. I will be remembered for my actions here and my heroic death and defeat of this great King Beowulf.