You stumbled across a large jet black dragon. He looked to have been through some rough battles by the shape his scales were in…

He turned around, seemingly sensing your presence. “Who are you?!” he bellowed out smoke as he spoke.

His form quickly turned that of a human, he was fit and could probably win against you in a fist fight even this human form. His posture rigid and aggressive as he grumbled “-and what the hell do you want.”

It seemed as though he was in a bad mood.