Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140607115511/@comment-4662333-20140617045718

"Yol...Toor Shul!" The dragon shouted at Oryn as he blocked the upcoming stream of fire at him with his shield, even so he can still feel the immense heat of the flames.

"Ach!" Oryn then slashed at the dragon, inflicting a cut and another slash before the dragon took flight once again.

This fight has happened for at least 15 minutes and the dragon already began to show signs of weariness, and the mist unexpected thing happened, the dragon crashed mid-flight on its belly and defiling the snow with a trail of its crash.

Oryn took this chance to mount the dragon by its head and before it could shake him off, he stabbed his sword right through brain, he then quickly dismounted the dragon.

"Good job, here is the pa-By the Gods..." His employer was just about to pay Oryn when he saw the dragon's skin peeling off of it and rising, the next thing Oryn knew was that he had absorbed some kind of power from the dragon.

"The wall, it's still has voices..." Oryn then approached the Word Wall wjere upon nearing it, he heard his mind chanting "LIZ" before he tried it out himself.

"LIZ!" Oryn shouted as he saw his breath turn to ice.

"Well...it seems you're Dragonborn," His employer said as he handed Oryn his promised fee.

"I guess, I am..."