Fgo Dragon Novels & Stories

He looked down and then back at her praying she knew how to start a fire. In there world each dragon fell under five categories. Fire dragons , mostly consisting of the color pink, red and orange, could breath fire. Earth dragons consisting of yellow, purple and brown, Where none fire breathers but could make the ground move however they needed it. Water dragons, mostly green and blue, they could breath water and also had healing properties. Air dragons, they consisted of grey and black they could blow strong wind currents with either there wings or breath. The last one was the most rarest of them all and that was the spirit dragon. They normally where pure white with silver tints. At night

All during the story everyone seemed to listen intently not wanting to miss one detail. After a few minutes of pondering Markus was first to speak, “You said you spoke to a dragon called ‘Fafnir’?” he said rubbing his chin. “That’s what he said his name was” Rex replied, confused at his expression. “Remember the story I told you about how this place was created? There was an elder dragon called Lokmar and his son, that sons name is Fafnir. The effort of creating this place claimed Lokmar’s life and his son took his place as the king of dragons. Your father told me years ago that his families gift was to soul bind with dragons who had chosen them after I witnessed him breath fire. I find it c

She didn’t know how much strength she could spare for actual attacks, but she had to try. The approaching flock of Ma’veth did not go unnoticed by the Dragons. With the army below being engaged by the forces of the Black Knights and the Minotaurs, they turned their attention to the new threat. They made a pass high above them to determine their nature. Their very appearance marked them as the product of Dark Magic, and Ghaeron was enraged by yet another misuse of that powerful energy. They swept back to pass more closely. With controlled breaths of flame, they created a swath of damage through the flock. Dozens of charred bodies fell, but there were hundreds of the things gathering. Ghaeron

Amelia POV Lord Wong was in a hurry. We went down three floors of garage space and turned into another tunnel. Next lift went deeper underground about hundred stories or so deep. We had several dragons here, and at times even the First Dragon would go to the Caves as we called them. The expansive space could easily accommodate about 100 dragons at the time, although I have never seen as many in one place. There were two juveniles with us, waiting to meet their made human. See, an interesting thing about dragons - they could be born/made three ways. The rarest dragons and most powerful are those born of two dragon shifter parents. I heard of some in the existence, but never met one. The pureb

She remembered the information that was delivered directly by Hisoka in a second. “In The Unknown… truth be told… the dragons are the pinnacle of magic power. Not a lion as what they believed or a wingsman. It is a dragon race.” First raised her hand. “Speak.” “Did you mean the lion isn’t as strong as we believe?” Hisoka snorted. “Sure, if that can keep you sleeping better at night.” He was cynical. The lions weren’t weak either. She got it. He didn’t have to be cynical about it, though. She munched the air bitterly.

In walks Tirian, Ryota, Rock, and Calex. “This is Tirian, Ryota, Rock, and Calex. They are all gemstone dragons. Tirian is a blue sapphire dragon, while Rock is a white sapphire dragon. Ryota is a tourmaline dragon and Calex is a citrine dragon.” I say. “Hi, I am Ty.” She replied. “Nice to meet you, Luna.” Rock states.

Liam swept the green dragon battle robe over his shoulders, and the embroidered creature seemed to stir to life. With each movement of the fabric, the dragon appeared to soar through stormy skies, commanding and fierce. At once, Calum and the armed warriors bowed deeply before Liam, then garbed in the symbol of his authority, and they cried out with reverence, "We, your loyal followers, salute you, Commander-in-chief of Pendragon!" Liam, adorned in a battle robe with a majestic green dragon and golden patterns, seemed to transform before their eyes. He exuded the commanding presence of the Chief of Pendragon, like a legendary God of War ready to shake the heavens and earth.

The legends didn't do him justice - the Dragon God was even more beautiful in person. Staring at him, I could tell that beneath his perfect exterior, there lies a hidden strength just waiting to be unleashed. The Dragon God’s eyes glowed with a fierce crimson red, and his cropped black hair moved as if blown by the wind. The spikes along his fingers and arms appeared sharp and menacing, but he seemed like he could retract them with ease. If it weren't for the black pants he had on, he would have been fully nude, his muscular torso with the finest of hairs on full display.

Its eyes, deep pools of wisdom, fixed on the Phoenix Feather. Altair, unsheathing his blade, took a defensive stance. "Are we to fight or parley?" Elder Aria, her gaze locked with the dragon, responded, "Parley. This is the Celestial Dragon, guardian of balance. We must understand its intent." The dragon, its voice echoing like a deep rumble of thunder, spoke, "Guardians of Meranthia, I seek the Phoenix's essence. Return it, and the balance shall remain." Liora, holding the feather protectively, replied, "We were granted this feather as a symbol of rebirth and hope. Why do you seek it?"

From her statement, it seems she thought Drogo was a male dragon. "What?" She said looking confused. "Drogo is a female '' I said with a glare, Freya was taken aback. I wasn't surprised, she knew nothing about dragons, so she had no idea. "Drogo is a female dragon? " She shouted in horror, looking at me with disappointment. " Why on earth would you give a female dragon a masculine name? The name Drogo sounds manly" she said looking at me with disdain. Her words and actions rendered me speechless. " I heard that when a dragon is born you alone can give it its name. What were you thinking when you thought of Drogo?" She questioned. "Goodness! There better names " she said again.