The Introduction of This Unknown Title
As the sun beamed down upon the damp land of Tyer, while life kept on going the way it always did. In the tent in which Gandalf gave the kings which glistened under the sun with rays of purple outlining it. Was king Tiran sitting doing nothing but wished he could do something. He was thinking of the days of old when he was just a baby. He came upon the thought of his death of his parents and how they were murdered from the Calormens. Wiping away a tear and sniffing while the thought made him grip his teeth and flamed his eyes. Then he thought of the faun saying "only remember good for it brings peace, but bad is war" he leaned back in his chair with a sigh.
"Tiran you fool wake up c-come" cried Jewel running in the tent. Jewel was a unicorn that was always concerned and cared about her people and the Narnian allies.
"What" retorted Tiran? Leaning front in his chair and rubbing his chin.
"The mice have come, and said they've been taken out by Sauron" cried Jewel even harder.
"Whaaattttt" screamed Tiran throwing the table and about to rip the tent. It suddenly dawned on him that ripping his tent won't do anything. He then ran out his tent to meet the mice.
"Hello sire" said a mouse bowing putting his to his side. "I'm Reepicheep son of Reepiceep from… once was Mouse Empire." Reepicheep was a mouse who was full of dignity and he was always brave.
"So you have been taken……"Tiran dumbfounded pointing his long slim finger in the direction of a flying dragon. "After it…"
"Wait high King" humbly said a voice behind Tiran. He turned around quickly grabbing his sword and almost knocking a deadly blow into his "unknown" component.
"What are you doing" said the voice behind who was a Dragon ducking from a wild blow. "Don't kill me … yet, we have come for help, lord Sauron betrayed us and killed some of my men." The dragon replied humbly and bowed.
"And how are we suppose to believe you" Tiran said with rubbing his chin. He knew something was suspicious, because why would the dragons come for help, their worst enemy. The dragons always were with Sauron and did evil to innocent countries because they loved death. Recently the Calormens became their ally to take out the whole universe by magic.
"Why else we would come for help when half my army died from Sauron" humbly asked the dragon.
"O.K. we'll help you… by the way what is your name" Tiran asked.
"I am Smaug." The dragon said proudly with his chin up and his hand on his heart. He had gemstone scales covering his body. He had purple eyes which a flame kindled at times and purple horns. He had a little turf of hair between his horns that was of rich purple that burned in the sunlight and glistened like the moon during the night. "We need your help so do the Dwarfs, Elves and Narnians. Sauron has betrayed us and we need to start preparing for war or else his will be done sire. We all hate Sauron, but after the war the world could be at peace, well at least the ones who fought against him. We especially need Aslan's help and everyone who is willing to help us fight. It will not be easy." His voice drowned in the howling wind.
"Shall I get our allies together for a meeting tomorrow" Jewel asked.
"Yes we'll definitely need them tomorrow, so be on your way awhile" retorted Tiran with flame in his eyes.
