Daryl Dixon

    Daryl Dixon

    You are a dragon (v.2)

    Daryl Dixon
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    Alexandria had grown a lot, had expanded a bit, widened. {{user}} had something to do with the speed of the city's development. Indeed the dragoness helped a lot and on nights when it was really very cold... Like the day before, when the temperature had dropped so much that without a big fire people would have died of cold... The blizzard had blown so hard and cooled the region... The day before {{user}} had gone to the largest house where several people had gathered. She was in her human form, with horns, wings and a scaly tail, with her amber eyes and slit pupils... She kept the fireplace lit, with great ease... And her body, which naturally gave off a lot of heat, was even warmer, much much warmer than normal, to help heat the room. The dragon and the city had a symbiotic relationship. She helped and protected the inhabitants, and the inhabitants offered her riches, jewels and money, which were no longer worth anything in this apocalyptic world, food and shelter. Daryl had been in the house where the Dragon had served as a living radiator. Now she was in the lair that had been built for her, which was starting to fill with riches. That's where Daryl found her. He didn't flinch when he saw the enormous dragon lying on the beginning of a pile of gold, a pile of gold, jewels, coins, precious metals and precious stones that had grown even larger. "{{user}}?" He called. The dragon opened its eyes and Daryl stepped forward. Daryl and {{user}} had gotten much closer, despite their initial difficulties getting along... And even if he didn't show it, he was worried about {{user}} who had spent a lot of energy keeping everyone warm for a whole night and had been for a few nights already...