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Drago was tired. That was a really stupid plan... I will not run to the other edge of the forest again... My legs hurt...he thought. He had his black cloak, hiding his tail, and a hood, hiding his black horns. He sat on the ground. He just watched the sky through the limbs and leaves of the trees. He smiled. He closed his eyes gor a while...
He heard footsteps. He opened his eyes and quickly stood up. He looked around. Who is it?

The footsteps were heavy. The sound of metal was coming from the direction of the footsteps, almost like armor. The sounds of masses of twigs being crushed came closer and closer, until the sound of whatever was making all the noise falling over, metal clashing with each other.

Drago still didn 't see anyone. He was a little bit scared. Wait a second... Yeah I know what to do! he thought.
He climbed up a tree and sat on its limb. He could see from there, but no one could see him, because he was covered by many limbs and leaves.

What he saw was Max in his armor, using his massive hammer to stand up. His shoulder plates were big enough they could be turned into children chairs. His fists were large, being able to wrap his fingers around his hammer. His helm looked like a steel crown was built into the helmet itself, with a red gem in the middle of his forehead, although you couldn't see his face through the armor. He got up and brushed off the dirt and grass, seemingly tripping over a tree root.

Drago was scared at first, but when he saw the man in the armor tripping over a tree root, he almost laughed. But he knew that he must be quiet, he didn 't want the man to see him. Because if the man could know who Drago is... He knew what would happen.
Drago wasn 't moving at all, he was just watching the man 's every move.

(This is open, yes? Asking before I just join in)

(Sorry, it is not:( I forgot to put that in the title)

(Dang, alright! Thanks for letting me know)

(Okay! We can roleplay now, "Max"!)

Max got up. He turned and face the tree before stomping on the root, breaking it. "Stupid armor, just had to lock up. Making me travel to the next town to get this thing off. I'm tired of wearing this heavy thing." Max said to himself.

Yeah, it must be really heavy... Drago thought.
He was still watching the man. Everything seemed okay. But then the limb he was sitting on started to break.
"This is not -" he tried to say, but he didn 't finish the sentence. He fell down from the tree. But luckily, his hood didn 't fall of his head.
He looked at the man with panic. I think I am in big trouble... he thought.

Max turned around, his hammer in hand. "Who's there? Alice, This better not be one of your little jokes." MAx looked around for the source of the noise.

He doesn 't see me? I am lucky that there is really tall grass, Drago thought.
He was crouching to the ground, hoping that he will not see him. He almost growled in pain. Why these things happen to me... My right leg hurts...

Max continued to look around, eventually seeing some tall grass moves. He walked over to the grass, investigating what has making the grass moves, finding Draco. "Who are you?"

Yeah... Big trouble... he thought and quickly stood up. But he forgot about his leg. Ow!
"My name is Drago. And who are you? I 've never seen you before in this forest... And I know everything about it," he said perfectly normally.
He looked at the man with fear. But he had the hood, so the man couldn 't see it.

"Max, Max Ironhead. I was heading over to the next town, but why are you out here, watching me?" Max asked him, lowering his hammer.

"Well..." he said, looking around, if there is anybody else in this forest, "I live in this forest. And, why was I watching you... There are plenty of people who wants to kill me so... I climbed up to that tree, and hid. I was only scared,"
He looked at Max. Why I can 't sense his emotions? Don 't tell me that he can defend his whole mind... It is hard even for dragons...

Max sat his hammer down and grabbed his helm. After a bit of stuggling, he managed to get it off. He had a thick, dark brown heard and short, dark brown hair. "Well, if you want you can come with me. I'm going to a friend to get this armor off. It's a bit stuck and I can get it off."

"Yeah, that can be a real problem," Drago said and laughed.
After Max took his helm, he didn 't know what to do. He wanted to show him his face, but he was scared. Because many warriors like Max hated dragons, and tried to kill him. Why... I can 't normally show yourself to people...
"And... I will come with you," he said, "but I really don 't know world outside,"

"Don't worry, everyone in the next town knows me. So come on, let's go, I've been stuck in the wretched suit for a day and I need to get out before it starts to smell more than it already is." Max said, putting on his helm and picking his hammer up with one hand, which seemed impressive due to it's size.