Thread:Eureka Enderborn/@comment-26444332-20170404193446/@comment-26084195-20170404200034

(Heh. In Norrath, Thaumaturgy is blood magic.)

Upon nearing the village, he hears a strange shriek from the sky and the flapping of wings.

Up in the sky, he sees what appears to be a small Dragon heading straight for the hamlet.

Immediately, odd little creatures come out of the buildings. They had leathery red skin, big floppy ears, huge noses and a mean looking demeanor. Some of them fled in terror, shouting in an unknown language. Others grabbed primitive looking shields and spears.

The Drake dived down at them breathing fire. They scattered, but two caught on fire. A few gathered together, and fire appeared in their hands. They threw these fireballs up at the Drake, but the ones that hit just dispersed on its scales.

It came around again, and this time rammed one of the houses, knocking it to pieces.

As it took off this time, a new figure appeared. He appeared Human, or would, if it weren't for the frighteningly pale skin and lack of hair. He had elaborate red robes and a staff. He began to wave the staff around, and a fiery magical circle appeared around him. He slammed the staff into the ground, and a bright orange bolt erupted from the tip. It shot at the Drake and struck it in the flank, causing an explosion, and sending the creature careening into a lava pool.