I looked down at the Orc tribe that called this mountain pass home with growing disgust.

When I decided to take this vale as my own I knew I'd have to do some fighting, I hoped that I could just intimidate the locals with my army of Kobold's and the fact I was a big scary dragon but I wasn't going to bet on it.

And what better group to practice on then these things.

They didn’t even deserve to be called people.

When I first sat on the cliff edge watching them I was doubting myself they seemed so normal so human. Children playing, conversations, joking, food cooking, normal.

Then I had heard a yelp of pain, a short way's outside the tribe's walls was a group I didn’t see before being too focused on the larger village. They were made up of five orc's and about seven humans with three dwarves all chained and looked filthy with tattered clothing.

One of the orcs had taken a whip to one of the slaves leaving a horrid gash and torn flesh on his back.

At that I took a second look at the tribes below and I started to feel cold disgust build.

A human leg roasting over a fire, a orc child beating another bloody while his mother laughed as her son brutalized another. And it went on and on.

The only thing stopping me from rushing down there and freeing the slaves was waiting for my Kobolds to get in to position.

Slowly my raiding party made its way into position down the mountain side, already the archers were ready it was just the spearmen that needed to get ready.

The plan was rather simple, the archers would fire on to the camp below cutting down the unsuspecting orcs while the spearmen held their ground on the slope holding back any attempt at retaliation while the archers did the killing. The area we were attacking from was steep so I doubted any of the orcs would get up here but better safe than sorry.

I heard another shrike of pain from where the slaves were working.

Aw fuck it. By the time any orcs do make it up the slope the spearmen will be in position.

"Kia order the archer to attack." Before she could give any response, I lifted myself in to the air and started my dive towards my first target and I knew exactly who that was.

The slave driver's last sight was of me crushing under one of my front claws. Two of the slave guards were shredded with a single swipe of my free claw.

Of the two remaining guards one tried to attack me, his spear glancing off my scales while the second and probably smarter orc ran as fast as he could to the exit of the valley where he could use the forest to hide.

The one that attacked me was dealt with easily a quick back hand sent him flying head first in to a boulder snapping his neck and creaking his head.

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The shouts and cries of pain behind me drew my attention, the orc village was under a hail of arrows from my archers, it had taken an hour of anxiety inducing flying to ferry that many Kobold's on to the mountain side for this but it was clearly worth it.

Over a hundred archers firing from surprise in an area the orcs had believed un traversable should be having a devastating effect.

I glanced at the slaves, most were cowering one of the dwarfs had his pickaxe ready as a weapon glaring at me the other two were busy hacking at their leg chains.

I decided to ignore them for now either they would get free on their own or i could just free them when this was over either way worked for me. I walked up to the wooden wall and gate the orcs constructed to close of this side of the valley.

It was crude but I kind of liked that about it, regardless I could just smash my way through but I wanted to try something.

These past days id been itching to try out my breath weapon and this was the first good opportunity.

I took a great inhale of breath and tried to focus on what I wanted, my attempts at polymorphing myself gave some idea of what I needed to do...i think.

Oh god I was going to look like such a dork if this didn’t work.

Thankfully when I exhaled a vicious burning bubbling purple liquid flew out of my mouth coating the gate burning and melting it away at a rapid pace turning the gate and parts of the wall to a putrid light purple sludge.

"Well that's a... thing." I was expecting the acid breath, everything till now was shouting pathfinder and such at me but seeing it was cool, I guess.

I moved through the now burned and disintegrated gateway in to the village. And It was a massacre, orc corpses were everywhere peppered with arrows. Several however were still alive the warriors who had been armed had formed a shield wall and bunkered down.

When the beast's saw me, I expected them to run or be paralyzed with fear and most were save for one.

He was massive and covered in furs with a great axe he took one look at me and instead of running or cowering like his underling he roared a challenge and charged at me.

I tried to swipe at him but he spun around my claw's and used the momentum to swing upwards with his axe unlike the other orc weapons that glanced off without me really noticing this blade sliced deep in to my scales like they weren't really there.

I let loose a roar of pain and backed away looking at the gash on my right arm but the orc chief wasn't going to give me that time. Already he was coming at me again but I had idea.

I sent a stream of acid at the bastard forcing him to dodge out of the way.

Right in to my claws.

He let out a scream of pain as he skid back, while I missed my mark I did tear off the assholes left arm and leave a nasty looking wound on his side.

Before either of us could make our nest moves we were interrupted by a hoard of Kobold's swarming over the chief with screams of hate and rage, hacking clawing and even biting at him.

He never stood a chance.

I had been so focused on him I ignored what else was happing. The Kobold's had become enraged at the sight of my injury with a level of hate and fury only a zealot could reach. They abandoned their position on the mountain side sliding down the slope and swarmed them with sheer numbers and fury.

What was left of the orcs was being hacked and torn to pieces.

Kia came running up to me falling onto all four's

"Great One forgive us! We have failed in our duty's! Kia only asks that you eat her in exchange of punishing rest of the Guard!"

"Rise, this isn't your fault now station a guard and have the rest start looting this place and bring me that orcs axe."

"y-yes Great one Kia will do so. " With that she was off trying the organize the still raging Kobold's into something resembling a real watch and looting teams.

I glanced behind me catching a glimpse of the slaves fleeing in to the forest at the mouth of the valley and smiled.

At least I wouldn't have to come up with some reason to let them go.

A random Kobold ran up to me with a big grin. "Great One we clamed orc brood slaves for you!"

What?

From behind a few of the huts lead at spear point was a group of four sobbing and crying women with torn clothing and covered in bruises.

...shit.