Gabe

This poor dragon noticed two things while he was in his lair, that he was hungry and that he was up for a rather low price.. ‘Seriously, I’m up for up low price and I’m hungry? I just hope I don’t become fodder.’ He thought to himself as the time ticked down… but surely a loving and caring owner would come along and get him, right.. but his dreams were shattered when he smelled the stink of the Plague area.. ‘Oh great, I’m fodder for the Plaguebringer…’ He thought to himself as he was carried all the way into the last rooms that were all empty.. He immediately became defensive against Father, all spikes up.. “Look, I might be an adult dragon, but I still don’t want to become fodder for the Plaguebringer!” Gabe said as he realized that he was fed, given a familiar, and named… “Oh, no no.. that’s not it at all, Luvia loves you! Luvia adored you as soon as she saw you!” Father said in his rarely used calm voice, then turned and left to go back to his own room..