A Bloodied Kitchen Knife

[Heimdalic_Dreams]

"Psst! You won't believe what I just heard about that orphan! you know, the one with the big ol' kitchen knife?!? Apparently, or I was told anyway, that she marched right up to Ol' Veliche himself! Can you even imagine?

And get this, get this- the reason they fought... S'told they say they both agreed on their favorite color! What even the Hel?? The very same shade a' red or something, like the moss on that ancient statue near the old volcano or somethin'. The dragon claimed it was his color, and the little maniac, well. Took exception to that! Said it was her favorite color, too!
Next thing you know, there was a clatter of steel as her knife poked him good, and a roar fit to crack the sky when he slung her into the sky! She must've lunged at him with that little blade of hers, bless her fool heart. And that mean old brute, instead of just roasting her, just gave her a whack with his tail - BAM! Sent her tumbling clean down into that bottomless chasm just outside Veritas, the one they call the whispering maw! Well, alright, I just made that up, but- He just knocked her right down into the dark, couldn't even hear her scream. What a bully! Wonder if she’s still falling, or if she found something down there... The poor reckless thing. Well, at least the fight, or so I was told, looked like two wild beasts goin' at it! Haha, CRAZY, right??"