>>268231
We shall be named Omanag. As for this nosy knight, we should just leave. It's not like we have a lair or gold pile to defend anymore.

>>268231
>What is thy name,
This: >>268236

>and what art thou to do?
We will tell the man that we have been recently exiled from our parents' lair so we don't own worldly possessions of any sort. Direct the man towards our parents' lair instead. Perhaps the one that he seeks is there.

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>>268236
>>268248
>>268249
>>268253
Thou talkest to the stranger with as much grace as thine uncouth mind can shark up.

"Good sir knight, thou art - er, you are mistaken. I am Omanag, daughter of Hvideldarnir and dweller in his lair 'til this morn. He hath no damsel in his keep, and as he is the only dragon who liveth in the Yarrick Hills-"

"I am aware," the knight snaps.

Thou art irked. "You must have the wrong wyrm. Prithee make your inquisitions less, er, nosy, and perhaps I shall-"

"NOSY!? Thou darest mock the physique of a knight of Her Majesty?" The knight whippeth out his sword. "Take me to the princess now or forfeit thine eternal honour, o vagrant drake!"

Know'st thou the sharpness of his blade and the softness of thy belly. What art thou to do?

>>268272
Offer to help look for the princess.

>>268272
Tell him that we can't take him to this princess of his if we don't know of her whereabouts ourselves. We will offer him assistance instead by taking him to the nearest lairs that we know of that is not our parent's lair. Warn him that there is no guarantee that she is there beforehand. If we don't know of any then tell him that there is nothing that we can do to help him in his search.

>>268272
Just hover out of his reach until he calms down

>>268289
I second this

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>>268294
Alas, thou art but a drake of the lowlands and cannot take to the sky. Thou enviest thy airborne kin to the north and south.

>>268279
>>268289
>>268301
"Good sir knight, as there is nothing better a Yarricker can do than serve their Queen and as this Yarricker hath nothing better to do, I offer myself as your humble guide."

Anger hath been banished from the knight's visage. He smileth. "Wot'st thou well! I accept!"

He scrambleth up thy side and plunketh upon thy hindquarters, soft from years of sloth. Thou never wast much more than a wastrel, shunning sport in favour of bathing in the sun.

The knight cries forth in valour, "By the grace of God I, Sir Schnepperel of Dudgeonshire, vow to take thee as my guide and free our princess ere she is made to mincemeat!"

Thou cough'st, embers spilling out. "I, er, I concur. Yes."

Thou canst think of a few places to start upon:
Carrackton-on-Sea to the south, refuse heap of the seven seas and the nearest major town to thee.
The Anglian swamps to the west, home to mysterious poison-dragons.
The salt-bitten beaches to the north, where mighty winged dragons fly to from the mountains of Norway.
Swarthingham to the east, in forested country with too many good hiding spots for thou to count.
What art thou to do?

>>268352
Travel south.

>>268352
Go east

>>268352
Try East. Time for glorious cooperation with the knight.

>>268352
Head South East

>>268352
Head east.

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>>268357
>>268401
>>268413
>>268477
"Sir Schnepperel, the dragon that stole away our fair princess must surely hath fled to the forests of Swarthingham. They are famed among my kind for nooks, crannies, hollows, burrows, holes, caves, and even niches - perfect princess-stashing country. I know it well." Thou neglect'st to mention that the only reason thou know'st it is because thy parents used to drag thee away from home to the forest, that thou wouldst blossom into womanhood with at least a modicum of exercise and social contact. Thither were the good olde days.

"Verily, we ride immediately."

Without a word of warning, thou spot'st something incredible on the road behind thyself, something thou never expected to see to-day. Thy rider turns and lifts his visor.

"'Sblood, drake... I cannot believe it."

What dost thou see?

>>268485
A crashed space ship.

>>268485
A draconologist. A scientist of all things draconic.

>>268485
A windmill.

>>268485
this is disgusting fetish art ur going to hell soz mate

>>268491
rolling for the ay lmaos

>>268506
This

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>>268491
>>268509
Zounds! A flying ship has crashed behind ye and aliens swarmeth out of it! Yea, foreigners most alien to this land! They seemeth not peaceable, and neither thou nor Sir Schnepperel can make sense of their barbarous tongue.

What art thou to do?

>>268506
That looks like a giant to me.

>>268624
Lost vikings!?

Only one thing to do, charge in the other direction.

>>268624
Is that the lost Vikings? Ask them where their augmentations from Lost Vikings II went.

>>268624
Ask the knight if he thinks they might have his princess.
If not, flee. That is far too many pointy things to deal with.

>>268645
Backing

>>268624
Oh no, we've stumbled cross... Canadians!

>>268624
Too many unpredictable men with swords for one day, don't you think? Perhaps it's best if we forget all about this and try to go back to dealing with our Quarter-life crisis in safety.

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>>268638
The foreigners are in no mood for civilised conversation.

>>268633
>>268645
>>268647
Sir Schnepperel unsheathes his sword. "Avast and have at ye, blackguards! Onward, steed!"

He kicks at thy side and thou run'st... away. "Good sir knight, I fear we have no recourse but escape!"

"Gracious, if thy wits aren't sharp. But - hold, o drake! We must go east! Keep to yonder road!"

Thou sighest and circlest around the barbarians. Still they scream at you in their unpleasant tongue, and still they fire flaming arrows at thee. Thou art receiving more exercise in a day than thou hast in a year before! But thy generous meat doth yet attract the horde. Thou fearest they wish to make a rump roast of thee. Mayhap if thou keepest to the eastern road, thou wilt find a solution to thy predicament. Maybe thou shouldst practice thy fiery breath. Or maybe thou shouldst face the invaders head-on and fight like a chivalrous dragon! ...Maybe.

What art thou to do?

>>268961
Keep to the eastern road, no need to waste time on unnecessary violence.

>>268961
Use your flame breath to create a wall of flames behind you while you continue to run away

>>268961
Considering your history of predilection to slothful behaviors, I would think that a confrontation, even with a fiery breath, could end poorly. As such, you should probably egress from this band of marauders

>>268975
Also get the knight to do something, like fend off burning projectiles

>>268961
Defend the kingdom with fire and steal. The invaders fur clothes will not protect them

>>268231
That's a cute dragon.

>>268961

I like being the perhaps cowardly but certainly pragmatic aide to a perhaps brave but certainly romantic knight. Let's run away.

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>>268968
>>269002
>>271740
Thou fleest the marauders as Sir Schnepperel shouteth oaths back at them and brandisheth his sword. In time they give up the chase, and thou and thy strange new companion continue down the road to Swarthingham 'til night falls. Thou hast made good time, and ye should arrive to-morrow.

Ye make camp near the path. The good sir gathereth kindling and thou light'st it with thy breath.

Yonder in the firmaments of heaven come the stars. They twinkle so lively that thou com'st near to mistaking the fire's crackling for theirs. After gazing in silence, thou leap'st upon Sir Schnepperel with a question.

"Good sir knight, think you the stars to be sparks?"

"I know not thy reason..."

"Mayhap a spark flyeth into the sky from an earthly bonfire and is born a star."

"Mayhap the Almighty fashioned the stars."

"Mayhap Adam saw them sparks from the sun's bonfire."

"Ho! Methinks thou ought'st to be a poet."

"I am no learned woman. You have never composed a line yourself?

"Nay, I can recite but not write. I have not a tongue of whimsy nor a mind of wonder as thou dost."

"You flatter, sir knight!"

"I speak what I know, o drake."

Silence falleth over thy little camp once more. Many an option springeth to thy mind. Shalt thou suggest he compose a sonnet on the spot? Shalt thou sing a verse with him? Shalt thou discuss thy past? Shalt thou discuss HIS past, his adventures, his... loves?

What art thou to do?

>>273313
Are we... flirting with the knight?

>>273379
If thou wishest to.

>>273313
Remember that this knight is a silly man and you're a dragon. Not only would this sprouting affection be bestiality, but also just plain silly. Go to sleep without saying any further words; remind him that you'll help him find his princess, but after that, you're going home... or to your new lair. You're not sure yet.

>>273403
any further words other than you reminding him*

I wish 4chan had an edit button.

>>273313
We should talk about ourselves and our life before becoming a homeless vagrant.

>>273414
this

>>273379
Flirt. Sing. Cuddle. With no regard as to whether this is beastiality of xenophilia. It matters not, he is a fine gentlman.

>>273379
Nay, just having a simple talk

>>273379
Yes. Flirt with the knight.

>>268624
As a Viking, I am deeply offended. Please delete this and check your privilege.,

>>275495
They aren't vikings, they are clearly weird sky dwarves. Not "little people" dwarves, "dig up a mountain and get drunk off their asses" dwarves.

Clearly the only option is to tell sir knight that we're a lesbian.

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>>276178
>>275482
>>274942
>>273941
>>273414
>>273403
>>273379
Evidently we are going to wind up speaking with the knight unsure whether we want to flirt or not.

>>273388
Um... can this continue please?

>>281287
No. OP died. His car crashed into a muscle man. Very tragic for the car and the people inside. They say that only a kitten inside survived.

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>>281287
>>281301
Hold, my good anons! Rush not the greatest poetess of our time. Plumbing the depths of man's love and livelihood is no quick task!

In other words, it'll be up tomorrow.

>>281522
New thread or are you continuing in this one?

>>281522
And now I must ask, are dragons warm or cold blooded in your world?

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>>282453
They're mesotherms.

>>273403
>>273941
>>274942
>>275482
>>276178
Many passions rush through thy bosom. Thou art unsure of what to make of them. Art thou a pervert, or a plain romantic, or simply confused from a weary day's work? Thy tongue feels dry.

>>273414
Thou decidest to occupy thy mind with talk of thy past.

"Truth be told, I have given thought to the arts before. My mother hath a grand voice for song, and I have been told mine is similar... yet I have not sang in - ye gods, a dog's age... Perhaps I should have asked to apprentice myself to her for music, or done anything... anything at all! Damn me, but I have drumbled my scant years away. What did I do when knights came by to slay my parents? I did not even watch them fight and burn, but idled. Mayhap I could have repelled the northmen had I studied those fights. And the state of my fiery breath! Little wonder my parents kicked me from the nest. Ugh... Goodness, I do apologize for boring thee with such patter - then again, I've heard it said that to pass on one's contemplations is better than to merely contemplate. And I am a young dragon; surely I may yet pick myself up and make something of myself. Today was quite an adventure, after all - I suppose we shall keep it so to-morrow and continue down the road, eh?"

Sir Schnepperel is silent.

"Good sir knight? Are you there?"

Thou cranest thy neck to find him smothered under thy weight. Thou must have drawn close in inadvertence! Gracious!

What art thou to do?

>>284719
Ask of the good knight wherefore he accused you of kidnapping a princess.
Oh Omanag, that's not how one mounts a potential mate.

Do the kiss dragon thing again

>>284719
Roll over that the knight is, if not resting his pleasant warmth atop you, is at least not suffering your less pleasant weight atop himself.

>>284778
This.
He's supposed to ride the dragon, not the other way around.

>>284719
Get off him immediately before you kill him and apologize.

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>>284719
Wow! There is some cute dragon you have here OP. I like her. Keep up the good work, buddy. :^)

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>>285937
Kek

>>284778
I like this one.

>>284719
Roll off of the poor sir and apologize profusely.

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>>285937
Lord have mercy, but that is beautiful. Many thanks.

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And on that note, we're saging for some reason. The next update will be in a new thread.

>>287070
threads auto-sage after 72 hours. We've probably still got a few days before this thread actuall dies since /qst/ is fairly slow. You could probably stay in here for the time being.

>>287070
Please link new thread in old when you do.

>>287078
Oh, alright then.
>>287231
Will do.

i cant believe dragon quest is dead

>>287462
do you have a twitter or something that we can keep up with?

>>287070
>>287070
Jesus Christ, you draw dragon's adorably. I am only slightly envious.
Slightly.

>>291157
Then it'll be resurrected tonight.

>>291160
http://kavsketch.tumblr.com/

>>291193
Thankee kindly!

>>292400
Thanks for the link, I'll be sure to check your stuff out!

>browses through page
>nice designs
>thicc girls
>MAGA's

Im liking you more and more

Also saw that you recently had a birthday, so Happy Birthday!

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>>292609
Thank you very much!

>>284778
>>285280
>>285467
>>286069
>>286364
Thou rollest upon thy backside with haste, flipping thy friend up onto thyself. He gasps.

"Urch... Thank you..."

Thou panick'st. "Oh, Sir Schnepperel! Goodness gracious me, I do apologize! I must have let my mind stray, and I would never intend to - that is, I can hardly - oh, deary me...!"

The knight coughs and sits up. "Do not concern thyself further. Thy careless mounting 'tis naught compared to the mighty claws of Renexieza."

"Goodness, you faced the scourge of the north in mortal combat and lived to tell the tale?"

"Nay, I simply know her strength from example. She crushed my old master underfoot."

>>284751
"So you make dragon-slaying your business? Did I seem the princess-thieving type?"

The sir laughs and shakes his head. "Perhaps! Still thou hast a certain air of... guile about thee, Omanag."

Thou cannot help but laugh in turn. "So... why art thou such a friend to one like me?"

He folds his arms and sits back, slightly sinking into thy belly. "It took me many a year to discover there is virtue in the heart of every creature, great and small. Thine was quick to show and bright to shine."

Thy opinion of him is changed by this display of humility.

"Good sir knight, how kind thy words for..."

"Yet some beasts art wicked enough to cast away their charity! I hath no doubt the kidnapper we pursue is one such blackguard."

"Thou hast a name to mind already?"

"Verily! A monster I have dueled with many times afore. Whiteldarne, the drake of devilry!"

The name he useth is vernacular, but thou realisest he is talking of thy father. Thy father, whom thou art sure has not so much as laid eyes on any royalty greater than a baron in ten years.

Perhaps thou should'st correct thy companion - or perhaps he knoweth more than thou dost?

What art thou to do?

>>293774
This guy doesn't seem like the kind of guy who takes 'no' for an answer, so it's best to just play along for now and lead him anywhere but back home.

Also due to autos age we're almost to page 10, you may want to repost this in a new thread.

>>293785
Sho nuff.
>>293791