So you began your usual babble about actually being a human from
a foreign dimension who didn't know anything
about these Dragon Rules,but unknownst to you other humans
had come before you,had also changed into dragons but had
also managed to avoid crossing the boundary between the Neutral Zone and the Game Zone.
So these angry dragons weren't buying your explanation.
Nor did they really care.
This was the only day every nine years that dragons and dragoness's hung out
together at one spot,so
the wizard returned to his dragon shape and departed,as did most of the others.
Which left you alone in the rapidly dissolving town of
Castrumiel with Knockers the Clown and his gang of dragon toughs.
Knockers wasn't a dragon,but nor was he human.How he'd come to acquire the West Side Gang I don't know,but the Clown
advanced on you with his switchblade,as his dragon toughs trailed behind
him with their
SwitchSwords,flicking them in and out
to the beat of some unheard tune only Knockers and the dragons could hear.
Behinf Knockers came a pint sized squirt of a red scaled dragon named Flare,second in command of the West Side Gang.
Behind Flare came his sister Sapphyre,a blue scaled dragoness who had a SwitchComb as her weapon of choice.
Knockers slowly marcxhed up to you and his dragons circled you so you couldn't escape