personal lore

The entries of a dragon taking on a humanoid form. They will update as he interacts with more within the world. This journal belongs to: Lapis I'm writing in this little thing called a "journal". The nun wanted me to have it since I don't really talk to many people. She said it will help me...

The sweat from Jirou's brow felt magma against his skin. This wayward town he'd found proved to be nothing short of a death sentence. The men that pursued him bore nothing of familiarity to the young ronin, as he couldn't fathom any reason one would want his head. Unless. That made no sense...