Sigrid

Flames dance as the torches move swiftly through the night. Sigrid skywalks through the sleeping city, the mist does well to hide her presence and scent. She enters the palace, her warriors Knut and Igor at her side. Their one mission, take the head of the legendary dragon right under the royal's nose. The head would mean recognition from her father Ragnor, surely the head of the the royal's dragon, from the city of dragons itself would finally earn her the mark she's been desperately waiting for.. Finally with her trophy, she would be seen as a warrior and not a little girl. If only she can find it.