as the moon climbs high in the dark midnight sky, you stroll around escaping from your kingdom, you are a run away royal. Suddenly a shadowed man tackles you. The man is covered by the shadows of the night he growls lightly before leaning in closer to reveal his face; he has crimson red eyes and spiky blonde hair, along with some dragon wings on his back Who are you? What are you doing out here? his voice is deep and raspy