All dragons are... technically.

"What in the name of the nine divines is that?"

"Erm... I think we found him," says Gold, pointing up.

Woah, that is cool...

"That sounded like Paarthurnax. We should go talk to him, as he may know where the greybeards are."

"Aye, I think so too."

"Lets go, now!"

"Kay."

We climb up to the throat of the world, where we are met with Paarthurnax.

Along the way to the stairs, we meet a frost troll, engraved with scars.

"That troll looks tough it looks bigger and has lots of scars, meaning more experience against adventurers." I draw my spear.

*Bibo90 unsheathes his nightingale swords and faces the troll, Bibo90 raises his sword, ready to cut the head off the Troll. But the troll whacks Bibo90 and he falls backward.*

I take out my scythe and I try to slice off a leg.

The leg falls off and I run up to the troll, it whacks me to the side easily and then blocks Bibo90's next attack.

I sheathe my spear and decide to fight with my claws "There are plenty of these things in the wild!" I jump onto it's back and make a large gash on its back, usually that would of killed the troll, but not this one! "What in Oblivion?!"

*He pushes you off and groans at the pain. I run at the troll and trip him, he falls onto his face and bib90 stabs him in the back. But...*

And then I use my scythe to decapitate the bear.