Woodland sounds in the back ground
Eimine: “Shooo….you’ll scare the game.” He says to Boran in hushed tone.Boran: “Deer” Hushed but excitedEimine: “Don’t you dear me…..” Sound of Boran smacking Eimine, slight moment of brushBoran: “No, Deer.” Exasperated but hushedEimine: “huh.”Boran: “Over there, and he’s all mine.” Sound of slight clothing rustle and the sound of a bow being pulled back possible. “Aim true my friend.” Whispers to his bow and arrow.
Eimine: “You know it is kinda weird that you talk to your bow you know.”
Boran: “Now isn’t the time.” Muffled due to bow being raised and hand knotted to face.
Eimine: “Oh yeah.”
Sound of bow being released, small soft twang, and arrow in flight, stick slashing through air maybe. Flapping sound of wings, Claws grasping flesh, brush movement, thud of arrow, roar of dragon, vigorous wing beats and louder brush noise..
Stunned moment of silence.
Boran: “Was that a..” shocked tone
Eimine: “And you hit it….” still slightly dunned
Boran: “and it stole our dinner!” Realization sinking in
Eimine: “Forget dinner! You just hit a dragon!” Sounding excited
Boran: :So that isn’t going to feed us is it.” Disappointed
Eimine: “Come on you lug, we can buy dinner!” Begins to move away.
Eimine: “Dragons mean treasure you dope!” More distant.
Boran: “I think you got dropped as a child.” mumbles to himself. But begins to follow.
Sounds of feet running through the woods, across fallen leaves and twigs snapping, brush being not so quietly pushed aside. Please breath as if running a bit here, maybe grunt as is jumped over someone, and some other sounds, Thanks.
Boran: “Eimine your chasing after a Dragon!” Yelling, tone should reflect the fact he is running.
Eimine: “Well be rich Boran! Rich!”
Eimine:” Hurry up! Were loosing him.”
Boran: “And how do I explain to your family you got eaten by a dragon?” muttered to himself as he is running.
Eimine: “Come on Boran!” Heavy breathing
Pause in Conversation as they run….distant dragon sounds above them, of a laboring/injured dragon, wings flapping, dragon grunting. Men splashing through a small stream. Sounds of their laboring breath and continues disturbances around them of brush and twinges being brushed aside as they are running.
Eimine “About time you caught up.” Laughing
Boran: “Shooosh…don’t be so loud! I’m not trying to get eaten.” More hushed tones and the sound of their movement slowing down.
Boran: “Hey, slow down there is a clearing ahead.”
Eimine “A rocky clearing. How are we supposed to be quiet crossing that.” Whispers.
Narration: Before them lay the the wall of Esmere, which wasn’t a wall as you and I may think of one, but a wall of stone that was cut by nature and held the lair of the Dragons. Before it lay fallen rock from the wall itself, and above circled the wounded Dragon.
Boran: “Ok time to go home Eimine.”
Eimine: No. There are plenty of rocks bigger then we are to hide us as we cross and it isn’t very far.”
Boran:”No your right, it isn’t very far to go to die. I mean really, I always wanted to end up as dinner for a dragon. Oh and they can use our bones to pick their teeth when their done, so really it’s a win win right.” Sarcasm
Eimine: “Were not going to die, just follow me would yah.” Sound of them slowly moving over gravel
Boran: “Why do I do this? I really need to learn to just walk away.”
Eimine: “What and miss out on the treasure?”
Boran: “I was thinking to live to find another.”
Eimine: “You never leave me behind and you know it, after all I am your best friend.”
Boran: :Were my best friend but I am afraid after this there won’t be anything left to be friends with.”
Eimine”You need to be more positive, now hush.”
Narrator: The Dragon landed on the gravel just outside it’s lair and then disappeared inside. The Men proceeded across the clearing and to the mouth of the cave in the wall of stone. The sent of Dragon grew strong in the air. It wasn’t an unpleasant aroma like most would think, for Dragons had an almost herbal sent and were very clean creatures.
Boran: “Do you hear that?” Whispering
Eimine: “He’s hurt I know, you shot him remember. Be ready to do it again.”
Boran :” No, not that, and i don’t think this is wise. Walking into a Dragons lair like this.”
Eimine : “Then be quiet and stay behind me, well sneak in along the wall.”
Lots of dragons sounds, including the pained sound of injured Dragon, cooing sounds and breathing.Claws on rock, and leathery sound of Dragons moving. Sounds growing louder as they progress, and then quiet as they leave.
Narrator: It was dark and surprisingly warm in the cave. They crept very slowly along the wall of the cave stoping every few feet to allow their eyes to adjust. Boran heard sounds that seemed strangely familiar and his unease grew. he clung to his bow, arrow notched. This wasn’t right and h knew it. As they crept in the sounds of the Dragons grew and slowly so did the light. There were opening in the rock above that let in streams of light here and there. As they peaked around a corner Boran saw what the familiar sound was and stopped.
What Boran had seen was one wounded Bronze Dragon tending to his side where he had ripped the arrow out with his teeth and now licked it clean. An arrow loosed by his own bow when the male Dragon was doing the same thing he himself was, hunting for his family. A Beautiful Rosey Dragon curled around a baby bronze and being as nurturing as any mother he had ever seen, if not more so. The deer he’d been after lay next to the mother and baby, small chunks being removed at a time to feed the little one. It struck a cord with him that he could not ignore.
Eimine: “What do you see?” Whispered
Boran: “come here very slowely.”
Boran: heavy sigh. “There is no treasure, or at least not the kind of treasure you want, look.”
Eimine: “Oh wow, are those…”
Boran: “Babies Eimine, they have babies.”
Boran: “No treasure unless your a parent, and then I suppose it’s probably the greatest treasure of all.”
More dragon sounds
Boran “Lets go, theirs nothing here for us.”
They exit cave.
Eimine: “They had to smell us in there, and they did nothing. Nor was that exactly what I expected from a visious creature. So Caring like that.”Sigh, or grunt or something. Matter of fact , now i think of it, I have never heard of Dragon attacking unless it was attacked first. There were no human remains in there, no signs of violence. Just a family.”
Eimine: “I’ve never seen a Dragon around here at all Boran.”
Boran. “I know, and no one else has either or they wouldn’t still be there. We have to protect them Eimine.”
Eimine:”Your crazy, you know that.”
Boran: “I know.”
Eimine: “Then I’ll help.”
Boran: ” I’s about time you went along with one of my crazy schemes.” laughing
Eimine: “Just don’t tell me anyone I almost got us killed o.k.” Laughingly
Narrator: It was then and there that the two men swore to do all they could to protect this family of Dragons from men such as themselves. In doing so they became the first Dragon Knights, and their children, and their childrens children would follow in their footstep, and one day there would be a greater bond between man and Dragon then any bond ever before.