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Lilika
Dragon Princess (human form with no horns, claws, or wings showing)
20(human years)

Lilika was scouting. Flying so high above that normal human eyes would see not but a hawk wingspan. Spotting men heading towards her father's lands she is off like a bullet and back within her people's territory. She remembered well those years ago when she was not yet a hatchling. The day that man's forefather attacked her people. And destroyed her brothers and sisters. Leaving her for dead. She however survived. But not without a disgusting mutation caused by his forefather's hands.

Her egg was very damaged. She hatched from it yet was born...a hideous freak. A human body yet dragon features. Her eyes were slitted in the pupils. Dragon eyes. Her nails become claws during combat. Both the ones on the hands and the ones on the feet. Dragon wings which she could keep retracted within her spine. They too came out during combat or whenever she had need of them. Her tail as well came out during combat. And when in flight. Hence why she flew so high when spying.

She learned to adapt. Built weapons(see pic) and trained in their uses. Spied upon the men of the other land and learned their techniques. She would use them against her father's enemies. And destroy them. Like they tried to destroy her father's offspring.

She landed and vanished into her cave. Deep into the cave within her cave. She pulls out her weapons. And arms herself. Readying for the impending battle. Awaiting the men. She had told her people to be busy elsewhere...she had a personal reason for this. They all knew of what it was. And so...she stay within the shadows of the royal cave. Dragons busying themselves with napping, feasting, training, or even hunting. All soon too busy to pay attention to any "intruders"...and now...she waited.

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Francis sat staring out over the kingdom, his tower facing out toward the sunset. The day was drawing nearer when this would all be his...though he did not cherish the thought, there were dragons to the west and the tensions were high...soon the day would come when the fire-red of the sunset marked the movement of their armies and burned through day and night. Things needed to be different, whether that was the anihilation of their race or building a better relationship with them it made little difference to him. Francis rose to his feet and began to dress in his light weight leather armour. What ever had to change it was up to him to change it.

Ten minutes later and he'd slipped from the castle, past the guards and with only his horse for company they raced across the plains to the west.

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Lilika was preparing to take down the man who was the descendent of the man who tried to kill her and killed her kin. She growls just at the thought of it. She just wanted revenge. It didn't matter to her how this revenge came about. Whether it was her kicking his ass. Or killing him. It didn't matter. All that mattered was avenging the monstrosity his forefather had caused her to be. She considered her mutation a horrible thing. Others didn't mind. But she wanted to be a true dragoness.

She looks around and sets up a trap fo the man. She tells her kind to make themselves busy doing other things. She wanted to take him down herself.

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Francis kept in the open plains, though they provided no cover there was plenty of warning time. He would see any dragon as a speck on the horizon...a dragons from there would know what colour his eyes were but it still gave him an advantage, his skill with a bow and so long a warning meant he could wound a dragon before it was upon him. Francis tested his bow and, satisfied with the tension, slung it over his back.

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