The Revenge of The Ruby Dragon

Darkness was slowly falling over Sonea. The birdsong had stopped half an hour ago and the wind was only rustling softly through the treetops of the small forest outside the city.

The narrow forest path that led into the unknown was actually almost never used by the villagers. They have almost everything they need in the village and if they need something else, they take the dirt road that leads safely to the next town. No one had ever questioned what was beyond the forest, and no one really wanted to know. The legends passed to the villagers. One of the dragons that once burned down the entire village was the one most feared by the people of Sonea. It is said that after the dragon was last seen, all of its offspring were killed. Since then, he has been waiting behind the forest to eventually take revenge on Sonea.

So it became quiet around the forest. The stories weren't told that often anymore and slowly fell into oblivion.

Until that night. A stranger came to Sonea. He spoke to almost no one and pursued his goal. In the evenings he often went to a small pub. But even there he only sat in a corner. He didn't speak and only drank his beer now and then. Nobody knew exactly what he wanted and why he had come to Sonea now of all times. Exactly 100 years after the dragon incident. So far he hadn't spoken to any of the villagers, but often stopped in front of the house of Lex, the storyteller, until after five days he finally knocked on his door and was invited in by Lex.

It didn't take very long before he came out again. Furiously he cursed a few unintelligible words to himself, wrapped his face in a black cloak again, mounted his black horse and galloped off towards the forest. He never returned to Sonea...