Now normally the ogress would have just used her spells to have a little
fun and games with the human guests,but the death of Earl had shaken her rather
badly.For you see Earl had once been her ogre son,.25 years earlier whilst they'd been
dabbling with the dark magics found in a dragons heart,something had gone horribly wrong and
the spell had gone haywire,transforming her son into a dragon himself.And now he was
dead.All because 25 years earlier his ogre friends had
called him a sissy,a wimp.That had led to him taaking that final fatal mistake
25 years earlier that turned him into a creature with no fear or cowardice
in it.
The ogress went to the shelves and dug up her notebooks from 25 years
earlier,to see what exactly had brought about her sons transformation.He'd been wearing a
dragonskin girdle-loincloth that day,the psychology of not wishing to experience fear or
cowardice was a obvious one,and he'd drunk a elexir of minced dragons heart and venom.
However that hadn't triggered the change.There was a 4rth catalyst.The ogress struggled mightily
to recall what it was.
Ah hah,now she remembered.The initial stages of the dragon hadn't actually alarmed
her.It was what she'd done to her son to expel the dragon poison from his throat that had set
off the final irreversible transformation.
The ogress went to the cabinet where she kept what things she had left to remember her
son by and removed a golden neckchain ,one whose owners neck had burst out of it
long ago.
Then she went looking for that dragonskin loincloth.Alas the moths had
eaten it too pieces after 25 years.She did however know where she still kept her
dragonessskin pregnancy belt,the one that had helped her support her unborn baby
when she was pregnant long ago.
She fished it out and began to work all night long.