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"Corporal knows French?" You stared at Connie incredulously, you jaw slightly agape. Connie, satisfied with your response, leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms behind his head. A shit-eating grin spread across his face, and he responded with a haughty tone: "Eyup. I heard him the other day, he was cursing in french at something that had gotten on his boot." Beside you, Reiner chuckled, the sound deep and low and reverberating up your spine. "Yeah right, Connie, you little weasel. How do we know you aren't lying?" Connie sat forward, his face enraged. "I'm not lying!" he exclaimed. "It's true!!" Jean looked less than convinced. "Re

Hello Old friend Chapter One: Painful Memories You sigh as you stare out at the harsh, frozen mountains and glaciers that surrounded your home. Well, the cave that you called home. Shaking your large head, you shut your eyes for a moment and turn away from the mouth of the cave to pad back inside the cavern. It wasn't the ideal place to live, but being a full grown dragon larger than an elephant means you don’t get much of a choice. You lived in solitude, far from the bustling cities of humans who had long forgotten your existence, or simply called you a myth. You were one of the last of your kind, a dragon, beautiful and deadly, but

    You'd always been fascinated with the idea of a good standoff between two equally dangerous men who were fighting against eachother for the love of a lady.    But as you sat by the road, your hands tied behind your back, leaning against the wooden beam of the general store, you immediatly took back all the exciting fantasies of a showdown. You watched as Alfred glared at his opponent with a danger sparking in his eyes that you never even knew he could muster.    The rough ropes twisted into your wrists, causing them to burn uncomfortably. You sat crosslegged in the dirt, your arms pulled behind your back. The fancy dress you wore fann