Dragons Heart

"I'm teelin' ye, laddy!" The drunk Scott yelled. He had ale running down his thick, long, red beard. His plump, red face matched his big, round body perfectly. His bald head would have caught the candle light, but his breastplate helmet was on. Fucking Vikings made me sick...drinking and going on about how bold they are. "Dragons as big as thee very fuckin' mountain!"

"I'm not interested in shit that's extinct..." I said. "The last dragon was killed in 1067...that ten years ago..." I took a swig of my ale, looking the fat, Scottish bastard in his eyes. "You've had more then enough to drink..."

"Listen 'ere ya wee bastad!" A wave of spit flew onto my face from his mouth. "This is my fifth! What about ye?! You're tenth!"

"I don't have the money to pay for that much of this shitty, overpriced ale...this is my first...I just sat down not too long ago then you went your...ramblings of dragons and seafaries..."

"SeaDRAGONS ye little shat!" He yelled.

"What ever...none of that exists...the last scaly beast over one pound was killed by Ludwig von...whatever..."

"Håkon The Dragon Slayer! The most brutal Viking of all time! He's still alive, but a storm did a good number on him! That's why we docked at this shatty town...no other reason but for thee whore house."

"That all you bloody Vikings think about? War, sex, and ale?" I sat back.

"You watch ye mouth ye little shat..before I punch ye right in it..." I got up and payed half pound shilling for my ale, not even finishing it. The chubby viking snatched it and gulped it all down.

I left, walking out into the muddy and snowy road. It was still raining, I pulled the hood of my dirty, ruined, black cloak over my head and quickly ran back to my little house a ways away from the town known as Provina. I sighed as I walked in.

"I'm back..." I said. I pulled my hood off and laid my cloak by the lit fireplace, letting it dry. Rose ran out to great me.

"Daddy!" I smiled.

"There's my little sweetums." I picked her up and hugged her. We came up with the name cause of her rose red hair. Also, she couldn't get enough of the flower. Her small, cute little face has a snow melting, bright smile. She was only five. "And how are you?"

"I'm good, but mommy is coughing more...did you hunt any trolls?"

"Daddy went out to try and get her help, but no, I couldn't find any. Besides, my troll hunting equipment isn't up to date." I put little Rosie down. I poked her in the belly and she giggled. "Put once I get it all fixed up, I will go out and maybe even find a drynimph and ask her where to find one." She giggled again.

"I like dryminphs, they're nice! They helped mommy with some magic in a bottle!"

"Yes they did, so if I find another, I'll ask for help again."

"Can you say hi to her for me?" I nodded.

"I will little Rose." I rustled her hair and she giggled, running off, singing a song about magic and castles.

I walked into the bedroom. "Honey...?" My wife responded with coughing.

"H...Hello...A...Aron..." I sat next to her, she was laying down. I pet her silk black hair.

"You look better..." She coughed more.

"Stop lying...I look like shit..." She looked at herself in the shard of mirror she had. I took it from her.

"Stop looking at yourself, it only hurts you more..." I looked at the shard. My reflection looked back at me. My green eyes, dirty, dirty black hair, and not to mention...the scars on my face. I put it down and looked into my wife's blue eyes. I put a hand on her cheek. "You'll get better...I promise..." She nodded. "Once I get the pounds we need..."

"Aron...rest at times...okay...? You haven't slept in two days..." I sighed.

"I'll try..."

"No...you'll do...now..." I laid next to her.

"Not here...I could get you sick..."

"The bug isn't contagious...it in your body...it's not gonna leave for me..." She sighed and coughed more. I laid back, closing my eyes and falling asleep.

The next morning I woke and took Rose outside to play with her friend, Erin. Me and Erin's father, Garret, were watching them play.

"Aron..." Garret said, scratching his beard. "First...you're clean shave every time I see you..."

"That's a problem...?" I asked.

"No...but with the things you do, girls will like you more if you have a beard..."

"I doubt that...and I'm married...besides, it gets in the way."

"Whatever...also...those Vikings...Håkon is hurt."

"I heard." I said.

"Well, what if you go help them and in return, they help you?" I looked at Garret. "Get the stuff for a healing potion then give it to them in return for the health of your wife."

"That's....actually a good idea. You watch the kids while I run out and do that?" He nodded. I got up and pulled the hood of my cloak over my head, walking into town, and down to the docks where the Vikings were. I tapped one of them on the shoulder. He turned and looked at me.

"The fuck ye want...?"

"My name is Aron Stone...I heard the news about Håkon The Dragon Slayer"

"What's it to ye."

"I wish to speak with him, I hunt the beasts of these lands. I'd be happy to help out with a potion of sorts."

"Why should I let ye talk to Håkon...?"

"Cause if you don't and he dies, you had the ability to let me talk to him and possible prevent his death."

"...Fuckin'...bloody..." He motioned for me to follow. He brought me to a whore house...of course. "He's in one of thee rooms. Tell them Magnus sent ye." I nodded, walking in. I felt dirty being in this place already. I looked at one of the girls. She winked at me and I continued walking. Of course....I listened for the room with the Scottish accent coming from it. I opened the door and walked in. There he was...Håkon himself. He pushed the girl off him and looked at me. He was...way taller then me and a hell of a lot stronger. His red beard and mustache hid the bottom half of his face. I noticed this to be common among the Vikings. His chest was extremely harry.

"The fuck ye think ye doi-"

"Magnus sent me." Håkon looked at me.

"...Proceed..." I took my hood off.

"I was told that you were injured in a storm?"

"Haven't been the same, laddy..."

"I could tell..." I looked at the girl who he was going at. She did have a nice body.

"What about it?"

"Well...my name is Aron Stone..."

"Why am I to care about your name, Mr. Stone...?"

"Well, most people around here know me."

"It's true~" The girl said. "That handsome guy hunts down trolls and all those other nasty beasts out there~"

"I payed ye to say that shat about me, not thee dirt poor bastad..."

"If I can continue..." I said. "I would be more then willing to help you with a potion made from troll fat and drynimph breast milk along with drynimph nectar. It shall heal you quickly and make you stronger then you were before."

"Then do et."

"For a price...I ran out of troll fat and I need more, meaning I have to hunt for more trolls. My equipment is lacking so I shall need new equipment. Aslo my gear, the stuff I'm wearing isn't the best. Trolls tend to love colder areas and Frost Trolls have more fat, meaning the better effects the potion will have."

"I supposed I could have some of my men get et for ye..."

"Also...my wife is infected with a bug...the potion I need is Dragon Heart potion, it is really expensive...but if I could find a Dragons Heart I can make it for less. I need one."

"Laddy...I can do the gear and equipment...but I can't get ye a Dragons Heart...there isn't anymore dragons left...but I might be able to get ye in touch with a Warlock..." When he pronounced the 'ck' I could hear the mucus rattle around in his throat.

"That will do. Once I get my gear, I will begin hunting right away."

"Good, tell me daughter, Astrid and one of my men, Olav to follow ye and ye get what ye need...now if ye excuse me...I have a cock warmer to fill up." He went back to fucking the girl as I left. I was about to but my hood back on when one of the whores stopped me.

"What's with the hood, handsome...~?"

"You mind...?"

"A bit..." She pressed her bare body against mine. "Why don't we go to a room...~?"

"I'm only here cause I needed to speak with someone...now if you'll excuse me..." I pushed her off and kept walking.

I left and grabbed the two Vikings that Håkon told me to grab and went to get my equipment. That was when I met Astrid. She looked beautiful as well, blond hair, blue eyes. Her accent wasn't as heavy as her fathers. I got new gear as well. I didn't get any new weapons, but Astrid told me not to worry, her father would be more then happy to give me some.

"We set up camp no too far from the town." She said. "Over thare." She pointed in the opposite direction of where my house was. She took me there. "We raided a goblin stronghold before the blastad storm hit. We got some weapons you can use." She took me to the barracks. I took my hood off and she took out a sword, long and thin...

"I uhh...think that's gonna be to light for me.."

"Just unsheathe it..." I did so. It instantly became shorter and thicker, fitting my style of swords play perfectly.

"Whoa...." I looked at it, there was characters all along the blade. "I don't suppose you can speak Goblish..?"

"What do I look like to ya?" I sheathed the blade, the sheathe was expanded and shortened. I fastened it to my side. She then produced two long, curved daggers. "They go to the back of your belt, crossed over." I fastened them to the shape of an 'X', then pulled them out. The one in my right hand had the blade pointed down, the other up. They were light, black and purple blades.

"These should be good..." I put them back. She took out a bow and empty quiver. She then produced a single arrow.

"This...is a dragon arrow...one of the sharpest there is..." She put it in the quiver.

"Just one..."

"That's all ya need. The quiver has a spell on it. You will never run out of them" She gave my the bow and quiver. I put them both on my back. "Now, go get the shit ya need then come back." I nodded, putting my hood back on and walking out. I went home first, the gear in my arms and the weapons on me. I walked into my house. Scarlet was on the couch, she looked over at me.

"Where did you get all that gear...?"

"Vikings." I said. "I have to do a job for them...once I do they will take me someplace where I might be able to get Dragon Heart." She nodded.

"How long will it take...?"

"How ever long it takes..." I hugged her. "I promise...it'll be quick..." I grabbed my gear got what else I needed and headed back out. First to the woods to find the Drynimphs. My gear would serve as my protection and an aid to my hunting/quest. I had a black, nose and mouth guard that not only served as a way to keep me warm, but also helped my breathing, making it so I could run faster farther, my grey hood and cloak kept me silent, and also just made me look even more badass. The rest of my clothing was grey as well, except the belts and buckles for my equipment. I headed about a mile out to the woods, walking to where they usually hung out.

After a bit of silence, I heard my name.

"Aron...is that you...?" I looked at the direction the voice came from. The voice was female, and I knew exactly who it was.

"Yeah it is, Elizabeth." She poked her head out from inside a tree, then walked out of it. Drynimphs are kinda like tree people, they live in them and are a tree themselves. Most of them were female but there was a male here and there. The male to female ratio was 1 to 50....yeah, weird huh? There isn't really much need for reproducing. They do live forever until they are killed. Elizabeth walked to me. She didn't have any clothing, the usual for Drynimphs. They had everything on display constantly.

"I didn't recognize you...you got new gear." She gave me a hug. Despite her being made of wood...it felt like flesh. She was nice and soft. "How's Scarlet?"

"She's hanging in there...I came here cause I need something."

"Naturally..."

"I need breast milk and nectar."

"I have both...but my nectar is more...in there...I haven't been too active so..." She blushed a bit.

"What about the others? "

They are all gone...something about Vikings." I nodded. "I could take you to my place...maybe you could get the nectar out of me?"

"I mean...I have Scarlet..."

"Aron...when is she gonna find out...?"

"I guess." She took my hand and walked back to the tree she came out of. She pulled me in and into her wooden house.  I looked around. "This is a...nice place..."

"Thanks, I worked hard on it. So, how much breast milk and nectar do you need?"

"One full bottle of each." She nodded. I handed her one and she put it to her breast, milking herself. I leaned against the wall and waited. Soon she had it filled. "Now nectar..."

"Yep..." She blushed a bit. I put a bottle on the table, sitting next to her. She sat back. "Just uhh..go slow at first..."

"I will.." She spread her legs. I put a finger on her vagina, causing her to shift a bit. I ran a finger up it, rubbing her clit a bit. She closed her eyes, her mouth open a bit. I rubbed more, putting two fingers into her slit and I began fingering her. She let out a gasp then a moan.

"A..Aron...~" She said, her eyes closed. I kept going. I rubbed harder and faster. Then she did the unexpected, she grabbed me and kissed me, moaning into my mouth. She held me close as I rubbed her clit and fingered her. I kissed back. She grabbed at my crotch...I let off, taking my gear off, undressing. She laid back and I got on top of her, I was already as hard as a rock. She bit her bottom lip as I put the tip of my penis to the entrance of her vagina. I slowly pushed it in, sliding all the way in. She held my shoulders, grunting a bit. Fuck she was tight...nice and silky as well, I felt amazing. I began thrusting, grunting a bit. She moaned out, wrapping her legs around my waist. I began picking up the speed, my tip rubbing against her walls and cervix with each thrust. She tightened up for me, it felt even better...~ I picked up the pace, going harder and faster, pounding away at her. "Aron~~!!" She moaned out louder, tightening up even more. I pounded harder and faster, grunting as I felt my pre leak out and smother itself all over the inside oh her walls and all over her cervix. "I'm gonna cum~~!"I kept going, pulling out last second and putting the bottle to her vagina as she squirted into it, almost filling it up. I put the stopper on it and set it down, going back to rutting her. I pounded harder and faster, grunting loudly. She moaned even louder, holding me close to her. Soon I came, moaning as I filled her with my cum. She moaned as well, panting. I pulled out once I had finished, panting and looking at her.

I got dressed after a while, putting my gear back on, Elizabeth was still laying on the cough, legs spread. "So..where are you going, now?"

"The mountains, I need troll fat..." I looked back at her, some of my cum was leaking from her slit. She wiped it up, a big glop of it on her fingers and she licked it off them.

"Mmm...you taste amazing~~" I chuckled a bit. "Maybe after this whole Dragon Heart thing you can come back and I'll do that mouth thing you humans love so much...~"

"That would be nice...~" I smirked. "I'll be here then."

"Hurry back." I grabbed the bottles and put them in my bag, she helped me leave. I began walking to the mountains, scaling them. The more I climbed, the harder it got. My leg slipped at on point and I almost fell. I regained my footing and kept climbing. Soon I got to the cave. I drew my sword, looking in the cave. I slowly walked in, looking around. I kicked a rock into the dark. There was shuffling then a groan. I backed up. Soon there was stumbling.

"Who....threw...rock..." The troll said.

"I did, you fat ugly bitch.."

"WHO...stupid human....I crush you!" I continued backing up. The troll emerging from the darkness of the cave he was twice my size, blue, ugly. I smirked a bit though my mesh nose and mouth guard. My hood on my head. "Stupid human..show face...so I can see pain in face when I crush!"

"Gonna have to work for that, bud." I dove to the side as he swung at me.

"Human fast...but not strong to take on Gorelug!"

"Well you're also stupid and easy to fool..." I smirked a bit. I ran at him, sliding under his legs. He bent over, looking in between them. I took my dagger and slashed at his eye, slicing it open. He yelled out in pain, holding his eye.

"HUMAN HURT EYE!!!!"

"Oh I'm gonna hurt a lot more. I sheathed my sword, taking the other dagger out. The one in my left hand facing up, the one in my right facing down. I ran at him, he swung at me blindly. I dove over his hand, rolling and stabbing he back of his leg. He yelled out kicking back, almost sending me off the mountain. I stood, watching as he ran at me. I waited til the last second to dive out of the way. He almost fell off. He swung at me. I stuck to his right side, the side with the eye I slashed open, which was now leaking a thick, goopy liquid. He yelled out and slammed his hand onto the ground where I was. I did a backflip to avoid it.

"Human quick...nimble...still no match!"

"I wouldn't say that." I dodged a punch to the ground and jumped onto his arm and did a front flip over him, slashing the top of his head, preforming a helmsplitter. Of course, troll heads are strong as hell, so I didn't do much. I quickly spun and slashed his achilles tendons. He fell forward, yelling out. He turned to face me, on his back. I jumped up and onto him, plunging my blade into his chest, piercing his heart. He yelled as I twisted. Eventually he stopped, not moving. I pulled my blade out, doing a backflip off him. I panted, looking at the body of the troll. I cleaned my sword of its green blood and put it away, taking my daggers out and cutting him open, getting a good amount of fat. Once I was done, I headed back down the mountain, Astrid was waiting for me.

"Ya get my fathers shit?"

"I need to make it..." I pulled my hood off and pulled my mesh guard down to my neck. "It might take a while, but I'll try."

She sighed. "Well, hurry up...he needs that potion..."

"Yeah, it takes a while, calm down..." I adjusted the bag on my shoulder. "I have the stuff I need, just need to make it."

"Hurry up..." She sighed. "My father is getting impatient..."

"Tell him to wait...I'll be ready soon." I headed back to my little house. I went to my potion room and began making the potion. It took a while, but I did it. I brought it back to Håkon. He was with a group of Vikings.

"Well look who et is." I held up the potion.

"I have the potion." He stanched it from me. "I hope you stay true to your word, as I did to mine." I drank it all, coughing a bit while he finished.

"Tastes like shat..."

"Troll fat mixed with all those other things gives it a decaying taste...I was gonna warn you but you took it and guzzled it down.."

"How long until et kicks in?"

"One, two minutes." He sighed, using the two Vikings for support. Eventually, he pushed them back, standing on his own.

"Lad...I feel so much better." He laughed. "Well Mr. Stone, you did et."

"As for your end of the bargain?"

"I'll do et, and much more." He put an arm around me and walked with me. "Lad, this is gonna be a long trip, so get what ye need."

"What do you mean...?"

"You are coming with up back home. Then after a while, we'll take ye to that Warlock!"

"Alright."

"Also...ye get me daughter for until you return."

"P...Pardon...?"

"You heard me, the trip there, to the warlock, and back, ye get me daughter."

"I don't...understa-"

"Ye can fuck and kiss 'er, maybe even give 'er a child, I need a son, and all these Vikings are stupid...no offence to them. I want I nice, strong, smart young lad, like ye. Just be careful with 'er...she's still a virgin." He patted my back. "Back, yer bags, we leave at sundown." I nodded and went back to my house, telling my wife and kid I'd be gone for a while, maybe even up to two years, The Vikings live a while away, with the added trip of the warlock, who knew how long it would take? I grabbed the stuff I needed and headed back to the ships. Astrid was talking with some other female Vikings, her axe on her hip. She looked over at me and kept talking with them. I went over to Håkon.

"I'm ready." He nodded.

"Then let us go." He gathered all the Vikings to the ship, we all got on. I climbed up and stood on the mast as we sailed off. The cape on my cloak swinging with the wind. Little did I know, what would happen on this trip. Little did I know...my trip would go as far south as the way it did. Little did I know, this would be the trip, where I found Equestria.