On a quiet beach perhaps in a place long forgotten by anyone two warriors happen to have a chance meeting. Draconian warriors are in and of themselves not uncommon but a female one is very rare indeed. The lack of horns on the face or jaw, the smooth skin and shimmering belly scales are all signs. This is quite clearly a female as a male never would have taken seat so quickly with an outsider nor would a male of shared a pipe with one. Not wishing to seem ungrateful from a most unexpected ally the offer of the pipe is accepted most grasiously. Offending a Draconian is not smart it is generally the last move anyone would make in a life that now has ended. Stories go of Draconian's being ruthless, and cruel and have little quams about eating the meat from the bones of their enemies. Perhaps these are tales told to keep childern in their beds at night and would be theves and poachers from stealing Draconian Hordes. But what is truth is the power and sence of uneasyness one can cause by their presance. Their skin is like metal armor with weak spots few and far between. Their weapons are sharp enough to split a rock in two and still be able to cut though a candle without knocking it down. However this female seems rather polite she even tells tales of visiting a private bath house less then a day away following something called the "the Path of Pyres." An invitation is extended and it would be rude to refuse so a slightly unnerved Felnoid accepts. Taking furred five fingered hand in large scaled 3 finger hand they now travel as a pair. A bath does sound nice and who will they meet when they arive? Comments and feedback are allways welcomed I look forward to reading them. (Pipe avalible as part of "Hobbit Assesories" from: http://www.HomeOfLegolas.com )