The house of the Dragon Fangs
It was a sunny day in the frontier near Apploosa were one volture was right in the sky looking for something to eat. Back the it was hard for the volture to find food in the desert but today was his lucky day because what looked like a small sand storm where the volturevolture was but down below it was a fight for dominance.
"Don't let up! Hold the line!" Said a pony-at-arms ordering his man around. His armor was scratch up and bloody but still held strong. He had a metal helmet on with a spike in the middle of it. He was holding a arm length steel sword in one hand and in the other a wooden shield.
"We need to give the behemoth cannons time to get read-!" He nevered finished his sentence when he got shot through the eye by a arrow with strange markings. Suddenly as he still stood their the symbols on the arrow started to glow a light green color then explod the stallions head. His body still staned their for a couple of seconds before it collapsed to the ground laying in his own blood and brains.
"Oh bucking shit!" One of the soldiers said as they say their captain's death