The last warm winds of summer dance around the plains of Verludos as the sun slowly sets in the horizon, creating a beautiful ambiance of lght illuminating the sky. In the distance thunderous hooves march on the ground that is close to the sacred ground of the Merhaki forest. Five men, clad in armour from the western plains they ride as if their lives depended on it. "How much farther?" says the man with the golden hair and the piercing blue eyes. His name is Derrik, son of Shadur, slayer of the third dragon and tribal chief of the red eyed behemoth clan. "It shouldn't be far. We just entered Verludos. You can tell by the last warm winds of summer dancing around the plains around here." The man who responded has no hair (therefor he is a badass) and a very generic goatee. As he responded Derrik, he suddenly remembered something from his past. Imagine the world around him suddenly going white as his breathing has an echo effect around it... You done? Good!
"Let him through." The two Bear raiders bow before their king and almost synchronised turn their backs on eachother and walk their opposite ways. The large stone hall with the dragon carvins on the walls make this place a place of grand posture. This is after all the hall, where a super generic meeting between humans, elves, dwarves, gnomes (you know, all those races you have NEVER heard before of in a fantasy novel) had their meeting of peace. However the peace went terribly wrong when a gnome kept on grabbing the king's daughter's penis during the ceremony.
The man cled in a black leather gimp suit knelt before his king. He unzipped the zipper placed by his mouth on the mask. "My leige. Something terrible is brewing around the horizon!"
The king raised an eyebrow. He placed both of his hand on each side of the throne and got up. As he was getting up he said in a booming voice. "And what is this terrible thing brewing on the horizon?"
"Around."
"excuse me?" the king was confused. "last time i checked, around isn't a threat."
"No, i mean i said AROUND the horizon. Not ON the horizon."
"Yeah, whatever, just what is brewing AROUND the horizon?"
"Something super non generic. Something that has NEVER happened to our kingdom or any kingdom that can be somewhat related to our realm!"
"Out with it alrady, I'm growing tired of this!"
"A new halfbreed has been constructed by the evil dragon lords, my leige. The dragons have created an abomination!"
The king sat down again. A worried expression was shown o his face. He started to bite his thumb and then he looked at the gimp suit dressed man.
"Do we know what this cross over is?"
"Aye. The scouts of the Merhaki forest have reported to have been attacked by a cross-over of a dragon and a ferret. A..Dragferret!"
The entire hall was filled with chatter. People expressed their worry of the situation and there seemed to be nobody willing to shut the fuck up for a second so the king could think.
"Silence!"
The hall went quiet. It was as if you could hear a pin drop down three miles away.
"We will send the five riders.." Everyone gasped sexily.
Ok, so now the flashback ends. Now imagine the white light reverting and you have a huge zoom in of the last characters face. I can't remember how i described him, but it is so zoomed in you can see his pores.
"They are near." The green eyed long straight haired elf with his dark green clothes and a leather armour grabs his bow and signals his dog to tag along with him. He crouches by the side of one of the rocks and places one of his fingers in front of his lips. "shhh.." he looks at the dog. The dog sits down and gives him a look of understanding. The wood elves have always been very good when it comes to taming animals. They'd consider dogs and them to be elves of a higher rank in the life thereafter. If you were a person who folowed the ways of their god "Sparky" you'd be a dog in your next life. However, if you were not, you'd fade into being a tree or a cat or something else that is not quite as cool and stuff.
The elf grabbed his bow and an arrow. He placed the arrow by the bow and aimed toward the dirt road. In the distance he could see five horses run along the road in tremendous speed. The elven ranger precided his aim at one of the riders and fired off one arrom. The arrow travelled across the air with a wooshing sound, heading towards the five riders.
Derrik halted his horse and a arrow hit the tree next to him. The other four horsemen pulled out their swords and prepared themselves for a fight. Derrik calmed them down and saw that there was a note on the arrow. On the arrow it said
"Rek'hat Zerdus"