The Dragoons of Solomus
by David S. Flythe
Chapter 1 - They Clash
There he is. though a well weathered man watching a dragon resting in an open clearing as a genial breeze blew in his direction. He hasn't detected me yet, now's the time. He held his hand on his unique sword and prepared something for a quick strike.
Conceal me from sight, from smell, and from sound. Then he held his sword up and in a whispered shout he spook "Shroud!" With that word he disappeared from sight.
Bolting from the forest he dashed right for the black dragon still laying there as if dozing. Just as he was about to strike the dragon blocked his attack pushing him back.
"Do you take me for a fool, Dragoon of Orochi?" he said now fully standing and ready for battle. "I am a sorcerer as well as a first dragon. Did you think that little trick would work?" Normally he did not fight the dragoons. Not even during the war. He had no desire to die. Nor the ones th