Allen deleted the sensor concentraing on the task at hand, already knowin what he wanted, it was just a matter of filtering out everything else before he drowned in too much knowlege.
Finally he arrayed the books from his notes dealing with character creation to a nice little nesting file and without any ceremony put down the command [upload <[/list * nest]>], it worked, almost too well, like the dragon said, faster that it took to think the command and the books were already in his memory, from there the whole process was flawless, a few seconds later and a dragon with diamond scales was standing inside the shrine, Allen looked down at the crystal and up to the dragon at the same time, happy for his split vision training as a NPC he walked out from the shrine and spread his shiny new wings.
Spells and projectiles peppered him from all around and a stern looking old Kobold was shouting something at him, realising his mistake Allen changed the 'ancient draconian' with an asterix and was bombarded with pleas and demands that he return to his nice cavern and they would soon come to take care of him, shaking his entire body caused the diamond scales to stand like elongated spikes when he roared "enough".
"I just want to try something" he added at the astonished looks of the Kobolds.
"Allen?" Hearing his mentor's stern voice had him turning his head around, long necks had many advantages, "what have you done now?"
Feeling chastised Allen bowed before BoneSmith which drew gasps from the crouds and shouts about him eating the ancient matron, "just wanted to try it" he said again.
"Why not tell us about your trial?" She seemed as frustrated as he fealt.
"It was a whim" he finally answerd, more bolts suddenly started to rain down from behind him and twisting his neck to see the new assailants only caused him to roll over like a puppy in the mud, if puppies had sharp diamond scales and were the size of a small building.
"Stop" BoneSmith raised her hands at the newcomers "this is an internal affair", raising her voice, "outsiders are forbidden from stepping on temple grounds"
Only now realising how strange it was to see such a large concentration of Humans in the Kobold capital Allen wasn't sure what to do next.
"Our agreement allows us to hunt every dragon in our sight anywhere on Kobold lands" a tiny helmeted figure spoke, "they actualy demand that we do so or we will be banished from the empire borders", Allen figured the helmeted humanoid was actually normal sized but he was much larger.
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There was something off with his internal thought process, whenever he looked at a smaller creature he could smell them as delicious food, the Kobolds fealt like toys and every jewel in BoneSmith's attire sparkled like it was calling him to adore it and keep it safe, forcing himself to think about rules he learned from the Kobold made them just wash away like single drops of water in a stream, this was so strong that he knew it was done deliberately, unable to remember what the tiny human said he opened his mouth and the best description to what happened would be that he puked rainbows on them.
The colors stuck, painting everything in crazy hues of bold well defined primes and pastels, even their body parts were outlined by the mad plethora of effects.
Staring at the results of his attack Allen fealt something bubble inside him, when the humans looked at each other and started shouting in morbid frustration at their new apparels it burst out with a roaring laughter that had him roll all over the floor with Kobolds and humans fleeing in all directions as his scales reflected the sun in small rays of light that luminated whatever they touched with colors though these didn't stay neither did the victims tested their potency after longer exposure.
When he finally caught his breath he looked to where the humans stood and seeing human shaped uncolored cobblestones drew another fit of laughter before he noticed the only other creature standing in the courtyard.
BoneSmith sparkled like a precious jewel, so many colors clashed all over and around her it was almost hard to watch, her steady glare brought his focus back to the moment and he fealt she shouldn't judge him, he was a dragon, and she wasn't.
"Are you done?" BoneSmith broke the silence.
"I don't like your tone", Allen said before catching himself, "I am sorry", he added quickly
"Sorry doesn't fix this", she sighed and gestured for him to follow her back into the temple.
"You just confirmed a six hundred years old conspiracy theory that we were raising dragons in the temple", shaking her head as she walked, "even if you never leave again Players have records" walking fast through hallways Allen now understood why they were so big, "and dragon hunters can usually make even more accurate reports than most"
They entered a cave where Allen saw treasure sparkling on the floor, drawn to the jewels and coins he started assessing their value and counting them, rearranging every piece in neat piles around the room he suddenly found himself alone, stepping carefully to the exit so he doesn't disturb his already arranged treasure a particular ruby caught his eye and he added it to the others, but it was a tad bigger than he liked so he had to find one that either matched its size or completed the set, the sapphires were behaving very nicely, growing in size and arranged in a neat spiraling dome capped with a royal tear cut gem he could almost hold in his hand and not just pick up between tweazind fingernails, he needed to count the coins in the eastern pile before starting another one.