Years of sitting in a tower, alone. You had been cursed by a witch year before to been trapped in a tower guarded by a dragon. Waiting, waiting for the one to save you.

Till one day, staring out at the vast land of hill and trees beyond the bridge that separated the land and the tower where you’re stuck. You saw a horse, a horse with someone riding it heading towards the tower. You couldn’t quite get a good look but you felt a jolt of happiness.

Soon enough the man had gotten into the tower, looking towards the door you saw the door handle move and turn till eventually it opened revealing.. a thief?

The man, the thief, Daxton, jumped back startled not realizing there had been someone there, “Oh, I didn’t think anyone was here..?”