Sorry about the long chapter wait... I had massive writers block...

So... thanks for sticking with the story for this long! It's going to be on Hiatus for a while because I've got other stories that I have to write which have MUCH more views than this…

btw check out the other one I wrote (Titanfall and RWBY)

Naughtbeast

Chapter 14:

"War does not determine who is right or wrong... it only determines who is leftover in the chaos"

High wizard Nurak Su'um of the Elven city of Chandicar

On a large flat plain, a group of orcs travelled to a Teirm, a large city about 3 weeks travel from the spine of the world. They were aiming to pillage as much as they could before the city guards from overpowered them, but as they were marching to war, something unexpected happened that caused them to halt. They stopped as they heard a what sounded like the very winds of the world were coming down on them. They looked to see a dark gold shape fly past them overhead, the trailing sound of what seemed to be a feminine scream flowing over the plains.

"Bloody dragons be stealing de princesses"

"Aye… leaving none for us…"

After the dark shape had flown off they began marching again… wondering who was in the clutches of the great beast.

Adrik POV

"WHYYYYY!"

As soon as the dragon had grabbed him he immediately felt like he would be seeing his breakfast pretty soon. Nausea gripped him and he clung tingly to the claws of the beast as it lifted them up. For the first couple of minutes as they ascended into the heavens he closed his eyes shut so hard he felt like they would sit there permanently. After he felt their ascent flattening out he looked around frantically for his companions and he was shocked to see them casually sitting on the opened palm of the dragon.

"WAT AR YE DOING! HOLD ONTO SOMEFING!"

He began to reconsider their sanity as the half-orc just turned his head slightly to the side to address him.

"Adrik, we are completely safe up here… even if we fell I am sure he would catch us."

"HOW CAN YE BE SO CALM!"

"This is not the first time I have flown… neither is it for the other two in our group… I take it is your first time in the skies above Oerik"

"YES! WHY WOULD ANYONE CONSIDER DOING VIS!"

Right before anyone could answer the great dragon's daughter flew up right beside him, Gen clinging to her back, and smiled…

"Well, you get used to it after a while… and it's so FUN!"

She dived and began spinning in the air… causing another wave of Nausea to overcome the dwarf.

"STUPID DRA…"

Just before he could say another word the great beast pulled into a massive dive and went straight down towards the ground, pulling his wings into his side. At that point, Adrik did the only thing his mind could think… he screamed… he did not care if he could be heard… he would want to be heard in the last moments of his life. About 100 feet from the ground the dragon pulled up and began flying flat over a plain, the screaming of Adrik filled the air. After it had died down the low growl of the dragon's speech was heard over the sound of rushing wind.

"I am sorry dwarf… were you going to say something?"

"Ummm… Nay"

"Well, that's good… I swear I saw a pack of orcs back there… and I swear they were hungry"

"Well…"

This time, Holg moved over next to him on the paw and whispered into his ear.

"One thing you must learn is to never insult a dragon… treat them like royalty and they will at least pay attention to you"

With a nod, the dwarf went back to violently clinging to the dragons claw as they sailed high above the ground…

Main POV:

After he had settled Adrik he had turned back and had a terrible thought… he had left Silverbeak back with the manticores…

"Oh S***"

Zwelious turned to the paladin with a confused look plastered on his face.

"What was that? I have never heard you swear before?"

"What?... did you think that I wouldn't know some foul language? … anyway, I just remembered that we left Silverbeak back at that town."

"You need not fret… I noticed something following us as soon as we left…"

The ranger seemed to be pointing at something far off in the distance. It was barely visible on the horizon but it was definitely a bird.

"Are you sure that is him"

"Aye… I am certain"

Before he could further inquire, the dragon began to turn towards a nearby mountain.

"Have we arrived dragon?"

"Yes… although this place is still many days from your location I am sure you will understand… if I go any closer the manticore's would be sure to have my hide… and I do have a family I must return to."

"Aye… thank you for your generosity…"

"That reminds me… you yourself have shown generosity in sticking up for that human… you and your compatriots deserve a little something in return…"

"Why thank you… you are too kind"

"Just remember… If you ever do come back here… I will kill you"

Well that turned south quickly

Choosing not to make the situation worse he kept his mouth shut as the dragon flew them into a large clearing on the side of the tree-covered forest. As he set them down Adrik practically jumped off the claw and began kneeling and kissing the ground.

"What a drama queen" stated Frath, casually sheathing the knife he had been sharpening on their trip and vaulting onto the ground. "I don't particularly like flying… but that is just sad… aren't you supposed to be a king or something?"

"OI!... I'm a King… and Kings ain't got to deal wiv this, ESPECIALY the dwarven kind!"

The others ignored this and began taking in their surroundings. They were in what appeared to be a small grove, little more than a clearing in a dense forest but it did well to hide them from view. The ground was covered with inch-high grass and there were two small paths leading away from it, one heading west to the mountain, the other more eastward. There was a small fire pit and there were even a few hunting bows strung up on a rack.

"This place used to be one of my friends camping sites… he was a good ranger… but he always spoke out of place… anyway, that is a story for another time. This place will be your dwelling for as long as you see fit… or until three days from now. My wife, daughter and I will be staying in the mountain and I ask you only disrupt us during the daylight hours. It is time for me to go… pleasant dreams adventurers"

And with that the dragon heaved its wings and lifted off into the sky, quickly turning and heading to the mountain. The orange-red rays of the evening sun were descending upon their grove and little could be seen in the forest…

"Well then… anyone for roast rabbit" piped up Zwelious.

Everyone muttered in the affirmative… except Frath.

"Where do you expect to find a rabbit! We are literally in the middle of a forest."

As if in an answer to the question the dragonborn pulled out his bow and quickly loosed two arrows over the thief's shoulder. As he turned he saw two rabbits pinned to a tree with arrows sticking out of their heads.

"Yea, yea… shut up"

With a smirk, the dragonborn went and prepared their dinner. After the dinner of rabbit stew they washed it down with some grog that Frath had 'procured' from the stores of Calambia, they had settled down for the night, waiting for what was in store for the next couple of days….