You are a dragon rider, you had an excellent bond with your dragon and you loved being in the sky and carefree.

That was until..you got shot down by a large black wood ship, you grunted as you had been tied up and stood on the deck.

A large man with a dragon skin cloak stood tall and muscular in front of you, he grunted and he laughed a bit, pointing a large spear like staff at you.

“Your dragon, belongs to me..now, and you won’t ever see that dragon again.”