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Dragon Riders Last Hope

Jon heard the rustling outside of his camp. He acted casually knowing that the slightest movement on his part could be the end of him. He walked over to his items where he left at the dead skin of the buck. He grabbed his bow and knocked an arrow, preparing to shoot. Then, a voice reached his ear. A woman's voice...Odd. Jon turned around drawing his bow back. "State your name, house, and business in these woods my la...." Jon cut himself off. The use of "My lady" would make him seem royal. "Nobody can know who i am" Jon told himself. Seeing she posed no immediate threat, Jon released the tension in his bow. "My apologies. Friend...for now. Can't trust anyone these days." Jon said. He went back to the dead buck and put on his belt, which contained his long sword. He wanted to make sure that she saw his sword to know that he wasn't to be messed with. "If you'd like, you can share some of the buck. You look quite hungry." Jon tried to say in a casual, commoner tone. All his life he grew up being royalty, now he had to change his entire life style to survive. "Does that mean I don't have to follow chivalry? Do normal men do that?" Jon ended up thinking.

The smell in the campsite was full of freshly cooked buck. Jon picked up a knife that was in the dirt and wiped it on his shirt. He started to carve the meat. He picked up a clay blow and placed the hunk of meat inside, the he placed the bowl on the ground. "Here" Jon said. Jon went back to his bad and pulled another bowl for himself out. He carved another hunk of meat and placed it in his own bowl. Jon cautiously walked to a rock and sat down looking at the woman who wandered into his campsite. "So...What brings you here? These woods are meant to be dangerous." Jon asked. He felt that his royal demeanor was still in his speech a tad. "Maybe I should curse more?" Jon asked himself. He sulked a little. He felt as if his days of running were over.

Dragon Riders Last Hope

Context

Jon Tyrell, 21, never wanted to be the heir to the throne of Arynguard. His Uncle, Eddard Tyrell, had just tragically died in a battle with the Rebels in the Riverlands. Due to the tragic and untimely death of his Uncle, Jon's Father, Robbert Tyrell, is now King. Jon was now the heir to the throne. His Father was always reckless and a bit of a drunk, so Jon believed it was inevitable for his Father to die soon. Jon acted quickly the night his Father was crowned. Jon packed his weapons, bow and arrows, tent, stole food from the castle, and got on his horse and rode off. Where he would go, Jon had no idea. He made South to Starksport, ruled by Robbert Stark who never got along with his father. Jon knew they would never look there. Staying in the tavern for nights on end Jon drank through the night. Unfortunately, Jon got a little too friendly with a lady one night and let it slip he was heir to the throne of Arynguard. Jon had to flee Starksport. He decided it would be best if he cut his hair, so he stopped for the night at a river and cut his hair. He looked almost unrecognizable. As food ran low, Jon had to ride North to the Great Forest in The Reach, where elves were rumored to live.

Jon was hunting when he heard it. There was a rustle behind him. He let an arrow loose and heard a small squeak in the thicket behind him. "Just a rabbit." Jon said in a sigh of relief. Jon pulled his arrow out, put it back in his quiver, put the rabbit in his bag, and started to track the buck he was looking for. He followed the tracks into a clearing, where he saw the buck. While knocking an arrow, Jon heard a rustle. He accidentally let the arrow go and looked behind. Nothing, however the clearing was filled with the buck's screams of pain, as the arrow hit it's leg. "Thank the Gods." Jon thought, he would now be able to track the buck easier. He followed the trail of blood until he came across the buck again. After knocking an arrow, Jon let it fly. It penetrated the buck straight through the brain. There was a loud thunk as the buck hit the ground. Jon ran over to it, pulled his arrows out, and picked it up, throwing it over his shoulders. He needed to get back to camp where he could skin the buck. Jon was very hungry. This hunting expedition took him 2 days. At this point, Jon was starving.

Jon laid the buck down as soon as he got to camp and immediately got to work skinning it. His mouth was watering just looking at it. The skinning took a good two hours. He finally cut the good parts of the meat off. Jon lit a fire and started to cook it. He was going to have a big feast in honor of his first and hopefully last forest. Something felt off to him. As if he shouldn't be here. Jon passed it off and went back to tending his cooking buck.

Dragon Riders Last Hope

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Dragon Riders Last Hope

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Neon Genesis Evangelion: The Second Coming

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Dragon Riders Last Hope

Name: Jon Tyrell
Age: 21

Looks

Uses a long sword and a shield to fight.

Dragon
Name: Arawyn
Gender: Female

Adult

Baby

Wanting rp partners :)

I have a plot for Dragon Rider X Dragon Rider and a custom map I made.

Neon Genesis Evangelion: The Second Coming

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