Drazilla of the dragonborne had just been recruited to the force in Big Fat Pig City. Vacationing in the city, she was approached by one of the senior guardsman. He'd talked up the advantages of joining him so smoothly, Drazilla found she couldn't and didn't want to resist the idea.
Strong, tall and only slightly scaled, she managed to keep her wings concealed in their special skin folds for the most part. She had no need of the usual armor for her own skin was much better than it. Her hide could change with her surroundings if desired. Invisibility was also an option.
She used the dragonborne style of combat and thus was never defeated. While on patrol with her unit, she ran into Copperfindersson, their fearless leader. He seemed to be dazzled by her and often showed up where she was.
She had heard all the rumors about the leader and how he did not want a kingship because he would have to wed a boring princess. This made her smile, because he seemed not to know that there were all kinds of princesses. Keeping to herself her royal bloodline was easy, for no one seemed to believe the dragonborne had such a thing.
She knew what they thought, that her race were too savage and uncivilized to have a royal house. Well, all the better to lead a warrior's life in Big Fat Pig. She tried not to repeat the city's name too often, because it made her salivate for bacon, so in her head, she called it BFPC.
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