Young Adult Dragon 5e Novels & Stories

“It’s just easier to care for a humanoid child than a lizard child. We dragons eat A LOT of food when we are in dragon form. This evolution allows us to use fewer resources, enabling us to live together in cities. It is how we were able to evolve into the dominant species on this continent” “Anyway, we completely skip the infant stage. Instead, we have exceptionally long childhoods. We essentially spend the next fifty years or so growing slowly, observing the world around us. By the time we look around ten years old in human years, we start to age more quickly, our bodies eager to match our appearance with our intelligence,” he breaks off a large chunk of bread, dipping it into his soup and

Emi inquired. "A Dragon Lord possesses longevity, for one. Take Lucian, for example. He will stop aging at thirty years old and won't resume aging for thousands of years," Visenya elaborated. "Additionally, Dragon Lords possess the ability to produce two types of fire: red and blue. Their red fire is like any other fire, capable of burning and destroying, but their blue fire possesses incredible healing capabilities." Emi's eyes widened with wonder as she contemplated the concept. "A fire that can heal?"

As soon as my tail crosses the threshold, it slides shut with a solid hiss, sealing us into a dim chamber. As I take my first deep, shuddering breath, I am instantly reminded of my father’s throne room near the end of his life. My father had been over 800 years old at the time of his death–a ghastly age for most dragons. I myself am only 167, at my physical prime, and still young by dragonish standards. My mate, Carnelia, is around 80 years old–an adult, but more equivalent to a human teenager in development–Dragons live exceptionally long lives, especially those of us from the most noble bloodlines.

Ordinary thieves and assassins would not dress like this, of course, but the young lady likes to do what she can. The first-level spell 'Arachnid Walk' allows her to climb buildings like Spiderman, and the second-level spell 'Invisibility' allows her to sneak into the castle at night without being noticed. The second level spell 'Lightness' not only allows her to walk quickly without making a sound, but also allows her to easily turn off the 'Magic Alarm' and sneak into the residential area of the castle. Don't underestimate her just because she's a girl. A normal adult dragonborn is already as strong, fast and fit as a third-level warrior, and she's even stronger. And with her magic, she co

It will be good for him. A dragon reaches maturity and can breathe fire at one-hundred years old. The twenty-five years before full adulthood are difficult. Like most teenagers, they don't want their parents' guidance and they seek adventure, also known as trouble. With Ashrac's mathematical mind, which he gets from his mother, school will hopefully keep him away from too much misfortune. A little trouble is acceptable and expected when you're the fiercest creature in a hundred realms. But moderation is important and sadly can only be taught by making one's own mistakes. Those are always the best lessons and I know because I've learned from plenty of my mistakes.

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

She nodded, trying to guess the direction of their current conversation. “They are all real. And wait, I know what you think right now. You may think this is strange, but they are all real. For example, the me who is in front of you right now. I'm a werewolf, and so is Bianca who is a vampire.” "Wolf? Vampire?” “Then my friend who you will meet soon is a dragon. He's already eight hundred years old, but that doesn't mean he's a conservative dragon-type like a normal dragon I have to admit, it's annoying.”

she clarified. Ena shook her head of this information siding with the mother protector. "That's impossible Azian,” she explained to him carefully words she had already said to him many times before, “you can't find your mate at eighteen. Dragons live a long time, unlike werewolves and vampires they do not need a soul mate at a very young age or before they can control their own dragons, “she reasoned, “most meet theirs at least at three hundred," Ena argued out. She couldn't believe it as well.

When he wanted to, he could look like a purely murderous creature. His dragon was equally as impressive. He was still small, considering he was only seventeen, but he was a deep ruby red dragon. Garren confirmed that he was a fire dragon, and with time he would be able to emit enough heat to melt gold with just a touch of his fingers. He could already make small flames form in his palms.

It seemed like he had already accepted that it would happen. “All unbonded dragonkin, male and female, between the ages of seventeen and twenty-five have been called up to the Dragon King’s training grounds in Romania.” Anger reverberated from his voice and I could feel the tension mounting. “I’ll keep her safe Dad. Even if it makes me a traitor. The Dragon King won’t get her.” “I know.” Ryder squeezed my shoulder and left the kitchen as my destiny was set in motion.