Marn Thunderhorn had been running in the plains for quite sometime. Along his way, he had been stopping to look around. The air was freash and the sky was a perfect clear blue. The weather was warm(always) and nothing ever seemed the same. "Reminds me of Thunderbluff" he thought. He had pitched a tent near where he was. his was somewhat a "Remote" area. He had been training for a big day when he could finally ride a dragon. Hoping that the Kodos hadnt been banned, he found out they were. Protect the kodos was something now everyone had to do. If a human was cought doing it, they would be cought and killed. If any race, including there own, was cought, they would be sentenced to death. Mercy was the only way out and only worked for taurens. Many humans have suffered and one lived to tell the tale.

Marn had to pratice so that he could someday be a dragon rider. So far, he had only been killing bandits and giant spiders. Nothing new. He had hoped to slay something unordianry, like a vampire or say a unstoppable dragon. He had been wanting to the hero everyone looked to for help. But he knew being a hero came with great powers that came with great responsability. Like, obaying the laws of the land. And not killing anything but evil. Some he hated, but to become a hero, he had to start liking them.