Web Earth Online

Drogoth was flying around the mountain when he picked up the smell of elf and human. He growled and quickly began to descend, grabbing onto the rocks near his cave and hiding, behind them, he had a back entrance and waited patiently, watching it and peering out, juse slightly, waiting for these dragon hunters.

The adventurers finally reached the mouth of the cave. The sorceress' eyes turned green, and she could suddenly see heat like snakes do.

Drogoth burst from his hiding spot, roaring angrily and sending a column of fire at the group of hunters.

The elf held up her hand, and the flames stopped inches from her face. She muttered some words, and it was sent back twords the dragon.

Drogoth roared and dodged his own fire. He roared and looked at his cave. He had an idea, but his idea would most likely destroy his home. He smashed his tail against the mountain peak and many boulders and rocks came flooding down to the hunters. Drogoth watched and hoped.

The elven lady rose above the ground, barely missing the rocks, but alive. I'm sorry I can't say the same ffor her hirelings. She flew away, vowing to be back.

Drogoth roared in triumph. "BEGONE, WITCH!!!" He called after her before landing and beginning to excavate his cave, to see if it was still there. Then he realized the error in this, she'd know where he was. Drogoth had his success from this cave because it was high up and even the mightiest of dragon hunters to had died on the journey to the peak to slay him, and some who did make it, were far too weak to fight and became dinner. Drogoth dug up the bodies, ate them, leaving only weapons and armor, and took off to find a new home.

((Sorry this post is boring and undetailed.))
Oceanfeather yawned, staring at the land forest and village far below her feet. Oceanfeather was fully grown, but not much bigger than a human. Her reputation was fine with them- She didn't find humans or their animals tasty, so they didn't bother her much.

I'm gona make a second character:
Name- Jur
Gender- Female
Species- Drake
Description/Pic-http://www.elfwood.com/art/r/a/rashkah/ ... dragon.jpg
Family- A mate she sometimes meets up with, The Drake of Middletown.
Age- 234
Breathe Type- Poison

Drogoth glided for now, looking for a place to stay. He soon came upon a large cave carved into a mountain side, a moutain facing opposite of it. Below was a village and large forest. Drogoth didn't like forests, too green and planty. (This is the character, not me, I hate when forests get destroyed, my character is just cruel.) He smirked evilly before landing at the cave entrance, and marked it as his before taking off again. Time to have a little fun.

Jur was in Middletown having some fun. She ran through shops, destroying whatever she could. Ah, humans are so fun to chase she thought. Some humans came over with weapons, but they were quickly dealt with. Jur settled on a child to take back to her cave, and was gone in a instant. She considered herself the Queen of the Forest, and all who lived in it should bow to her. The folk at Middletown simply needed to be reminded who's boss.

Drogoth saw a drake walking through the forest below. Smoke bellowed from his maw and he roared before taking off, intending to get rid of any and all rivals.

Jur looked up sharply to see the dragon flying overhead. She quickly ducked for cover, she was half his size and her poisin could never pierce his armor.

All this time she stood there," Well, what should we do?"

Athkore went out of the cave. "I've been meaning to visit the old cave anyway," she said as she took off.