Created by the amazing 🎨  DragonAsis

You never really know who all is keeping a close eye on you these days. Some people enjoy seeing what they do and say, and others…well let’s say they are less then friendly than your usual acquaintance. Haters gonna hate y’know.
What do I mean by all this you may ask? Well let’s say you have a hobby on being very adventurous, willing to dive into the fangs of your enemies and collecting whatever loot you can on the way. Not only was it fun, but you were fairly good at it, so much so that you begin catching the attention of the people in town of your great deeds taking care of the issues outside of town. Then there’re others who hates your guts, see you as a target or threat, or they want to steal the loot and not put in the effort to get it themselves.

Today has been pretty exhausting for Warez after a day of mining for resources underground. The people over at the guild headquarters needed a heaping pile of iron and crystals to get themselves ready for an upcoming battle. He isn’t too interested in taking part of that whole ordeal if nothing will be paid upfront for his services. After delivering all the materials, he decides to head on over to the Golden Claw Lounge to relax and get a drink after the long grind. Unbeknownst to the dragon a trail of ruffians creep through the shadows following his every move on his way to the bar. The owner, Kain, is already pretty acquainted with the golden dragon from his numerous visits. Not only have they shared many stories with one another and given him more than generous tips, this dragon also makes his favorite peach flavored cocktail.

A couple hours later, feeling warm and toasty with a blush on his face, Warez takes his leave waving to the owner goodbye. He takes a deep breath trying to compose himself as his inebriated self attempts to make it to his house this evening. Taking a right turn after crossing the river he eventually notices an unfriendly presence stalking him through the woods. He turns around and yells out confidently for the scoundrels to come out and face him. One by one a figure appears out of the shadows and they all stare the tipsy dragon down. They came demanding the large reward he received after completing the quest for getting those materials. “And if I don’t then what?” Warez says with a smirk, almost stumbling back as he puffs out his chest. Their response was the usual ‘if you wanna see the sun tomorrow you better hand over if you know what’s good for you speech’.

Not really paying attention to what they had say, Warez waves his hands in the air and let’s his imagination take care of the threat. Roots emerge from the grass binding up a few of the bandits pining they down. A quick one was able to react and cut down a few of the vines before being overwhelmed from the vegetation, strapping them up against a tree. They begin to yell and scream telling him to let ‘em go or else. Instead of responding Warez makes a flower bloom by the attackers face and spray a gas in their face making them sneeze uncontrollably. After all was said and done every one of them were trapped under the branches, roots and vines leaving them absolutely helpless. Satisfied Warez takes his leave as the crew of misfits shoutout to him to release them at once, but their sounds get more muffled the further he walks away to his home.