Blood of Dragons

Moonshine (Don't ask)

Rathashan found himself flat on his ass, a battle ready druid about to club his head in, and staring into the most beautiful face he had ever seen, with eyes the color of fresh grass and hair the color of an oak tree, it looked as if nature itself had spawned this magnificent elf... who looked ready to KILL HIM! Rathashan shoved her off him, scrambling back a bit. "What in the nine hells lady?! I'm here to help!" Rathashan yelled as he stood up and composed himself. The female elf looked over him "I never asked for a mage's help" The owl hooted, and looked at her. "What do you mean 'you asked for help'?! We had it all under control here!" She shouted, frustrated at the owl. The owl hooted once more, then pinched her arm. "Yes I know, but that was only once, twice at most. And they could at least send a proper mage!" "Hey!" Rathashan exclaimed as he heard this "I'll have you know I am the top in my evocation class" "Oh whatever, you'll do for now" She sighed and walked off. Rathashan waited then followed her "what's your name?" He inquired. "I am Faunra Moonshine" She replied, glancing at him with bright green eyes. "And you are?"
"Rathashan" He said calmly. "And what of your last name?" She pressed. Rathashan stopped dead in his tracks "I have none, and might never have one" He said in a tone that could cut clean through adamantine, and with that he walked back to his tent.