Prolouge I
Our tale starts as Three mythical creatures meet...
“Mother!” Young Dreemur cried out, visiting the hospital his mother was in, “we’re here, we brought flowers!” Dreemur looked in the hospital room, thinking she was asleep. He was an intelligent kid.
The thing he didn’t know was that his mother wasn’t even breathing, she was gone. His mother had died from a stab wound, which came from his father.
“Mom?” He walked over to her bed, it’s hard to tell if a dragon is dead, their scaled armor around the neck and chest makes it hard to feel for a heartbeat, Dreemur ran to see if his mother was breathing.
She wasn’t.
“How is she, son?” his father asked, he was met with silence. Complete silence as a child found out his mother was gone. Just at that moment, Dreemur felt a shiver go down his spine, reality finally set in, and started crying,
After a year or so, Dreemer’s father remarried to a horrible woman, Dreemer’s stepmother, who his father had been cheating on his mom with. No, before you ask, this is not the tale of a princess. Dreemer ran from home because of the abuse from his stepmother and his father blaming him for the death of his mother.
He’s been running from his father ever since. In the summer of ⬛⬛⬛⬛, he had gotten drunk at a brothel, he was singing and saw a person in a black poncho covering their face and a cape on. He ran to the mysterious figure who started leaving the brothel, it seems they pick-pocketed three people.
After getting close to the figure, Dreemer's legs gave out and he was leaning on the person, now that he was closer, they looked to be an elf, he couldn't tell their gender.
"Hey *hic* who are you?" Dreemer asked the elf.
"Uh, nobody?" The elven person responded.
"Hey, nobody," He vomited on the ground, hitting the elves' black boots, staining them light brown with chunks of green. "I'm Dreemer."
The elf was visibly disgusted, trying to escape, but the giant dragonborn passed out on them. The elf had to bring him somewhere and leave town. They brought Dreemur to an inn, and brought him to the bed. The elf started leaving the room, still having to flee the town.
"Hey, where are you going?" Dreemer asked
"Far away," Said the elf.
"Could I come with you?"
"No."
"Please?"
After 10 minutes of Dreemur begging, The elf finally decided to bring him, sparking a new friendship between them.
