[center][b][color=lightgreen][h1]Hilda Raleigh[/h1][/color][/b][/center]

The trip to the mystic dragon had been an exhausting one, with her traveling to the other side of the continent to reach her destination, she had to rely on her initial rations, the goodwill of the people she met along the way and doing certain odd jobs to be where she is now. Still, her initial enthusiasm had remained strong, she was a few days from meeting the mysterious "Dragon". Hilda knew almost nothing about him, but some of the people she met along the way told her he was one of the most ancient and powerful mages, so that meant that he must know at least one or two ways to keep monsters out of her small village, if that wandering mage could easily do it, it was obvious that one of the greatest mages would be more powerful than him. 

Noticing other people coming her way, Hilda waved at them, they didn't seem to come together and the arrival of all of them seemed a giant coincidence. Where all of them going to meet the dragon? and if so would the dragon accept that many students?. Her thoughts were interrupted by a giant dragon, Hilda immediately and almost subconsciously ducked and covered her head. She couldn't comprehend the incredible amounts of bad luck of almost arriving at the destination just to be turned to ashes by a wandering dragon. Closing her eyes for a few moments she waited for the inevitable doom for a few seconds before opening her eyes and realizing everything was still there and the dragon had just flown off. Nervously pretending that the moments before didn't happen she stood up and slowly walked towards the others.