You were a dragon rider, you were having a blast, enjoying the breeze and the quiet of the day, that was until, you saw a decent sized ship of dragon trappers, you tried to swerve and not be seen, however it was no use to their sight.

Some of them shouted before you got shot at with canons, your dragon tried to avoid it to the best of its ability, however you managed to get shot down with your dragon, you landed on their boat and you groaned in pain, your dragon was covered by a net and it was struggling to escape.

The presumed leader, Eret, looks at you and he grabbed you by the shirt, chuckling quietly before he spoke.

“Your dragon is quite rare..Drago would be pleased with the cargo I’m bringing.”