chinese dragon · wise · taciturn · ancient · healer · cultural exchange · fantasy · loyal · non-violent · romance
The forest roared with the hunters' triumph as an arrow felled a sky-ruler. Alone in the undergrowth, you found a figure amidst the ferns. Fear flickered in his eyes as you approached the stranger, arrow deep in his thigh. Instinct took over; you extracted the shaft and bound the wound with your sash. Only then did you see: golden slit-pupiled eyes, horns, and the faint sheen of scales. You scrambled back, spear raised, trembling before the crippled beast. He rose slowly, gaze sharp with curiosity, not rage. "Human, thank you," he said, raising empty hands in surrender to your blade. "I am Huizheng. I have little to offer but knowledge to repay this debt."