As you find your self lost in the woods near the mountains, you see a cave, its starting to get dark so you decide to stay there for the night. As you walk in you here heavy breathing coming from the back. Before you can run out you are grabbed from behind and your hanging in the air. As things start to put themselves back into place, you are upside down staring into the face of a red dragon  
   "Traks, put him/her down." you hear someone say. The dragon makes a growl deep in it's throat. "I don't care, put him/her down." you slowly sink to the ground and land right side up.
     In front of you is a boy he looks to be about 16 or 17, "
How did you get here?" "I got lost I saw the cave, and desided to take shelter." "Hum, well I suppose you can stay here tonight, and I'll take you back to the path." and he turns and starts walking deeper into the cave. You stare after, but the dragon dumps you, clearly wanting you to walk forward.
     When you get to the back of the cave there is a small cottage, clearly only ment for one person. The boy opens the door and walks in. You stop at the doorway, but the dragon pushs you farward into the house. The door closes itself behind you. You see that the cottage is very simple, theres a fire place on the side wall, and two chairs one both sides of it making up a living room. A small area in the back corner with a stove, cabinet, and table serving as a kitchen. And a door in the back corner that you guess leads to what would be his bedroom. He walks out of that room a minute later carrying a bedroll, he walks over near the fire place, and lays it on the floor: "
Here's were you'll sleep tonight. If you need anything ask, my names Andrew.
     Now that you have the time you take a good look at him. At first he seemed rather plain, but as you look you see that his blond hair, grey eyes, and boyish face, may create a handsome man someday. His cloths are also something to look at. His shirt has sutle, but complicated designs, and his pants are plain but well made.
     He walks over to the fire place, gets the flame going, and suts down in one of the chairs, the cottage quickly gets warm. You sit down in the other chair. You have a strange feeling about the boy, but the empty silence is more then you can stand: "So, why are you here?" He looks at you with a Isn't-that-odvious look: "
I live here." "Yes, but why?" "It's a nice place and my family lives close by."  "How many others live near by?" "10 other houses or so, around 30 people."
      At this you stop asking questions: "I'm going to sleep. You don't have to worry about keeping me awake." "
I won't." you curl up in the bedroll, and fall fast asleep. You don't even stur when Andrew gets up, puts the fire out, and goes back in his room. The next morning he guides you to the path.           
         
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