[ WP ] An expedition of adventurer were commission by the King to kill an ancient dragon . When they confront the dragon , the adventurer realize how wrong they were to confront it .

The trek was long and arduous. It took two days to even leave the city with the amount of supplies and maps he needed, then adding on a horse for transport. 
 
 `` This better be as worth it as he made it out to be...'' groaned Anduin, realising quite how little he had left. All his gold was gone, now replaced with expensive maps to an outlying area; enough food to last plus some extra for in case he got lost or otherwise delayed; the sword, bow and arrows that he had gotten for the actual killing part and the steed to make sure he was n't worn out before his arrival. 
 
 The maps quite quickly turned out to be entirely useless. It were as though someone had climbed to the highest point in the nearby area, drawn what they could see and guessed the rest. The frustration almost caused him to rip them up, cast them aside but he held on to them. Maybe he could sell them on to some other unlucky person the same way he'd gotten them. That shopkeep had looked rather happy to be rid of them... 
 
 Anduin cast his mind back to the instructions given to him. There was the Fields of Death which if you cross towards the morning sun you come to the River Trident which you needed to follow into the mountains but do n't go the same way as the mountains look like they are because the river twists and turns but you might end up in the right place on the right side of it if you... Yeah, the maps were bought for a reason. 
 
 The Fields of Death were really quite pleasant. The name drove away most people from wanting to go near them and animals still tended to get a little shaken up, but that was more to do with the multiple wars and sacrifices and heinous deeds that had been committed on them in the past. The fact that no one ever used them any more had turned them into quite a nice meadow if you did n't mind the smell of decay in the air. 
 
 Blocking his nose and leading the horse across soothingly so not to let it be spooked by anything if it thought the undead were upon it or whyever animals get spooked by death, Anduin crossed the fields. 
 
 The river on the other side flowed in a way that was almost seemed to purify the surrounding areas. Butterflies and birds gathered here as the river slowly washed away the stench of the bad things that had happened before in the area. Given enough time it might even purify the whole field. That would be a sight to see, though leaving it open for nature would be nice. Some of the towns and cities he'd visited previously seemed to have lost touch with nature somewhat. 
 
 A path followed the river down on one side, a path which Anduin decided to take, following against the tide of the water. He was meant to go up river to the mountains, right? That has been what he was told, but there did n't even seem to be any mountains in sight. Maybe coming here had been a fools errand, but at least he had the food to survive a few days on the path. the water in the river looked clean too. 
 
 It took a lot of walking to get up the path. Many days and nights more than the king had told him of, but he powered on. This quest was a mission from a king not a peasant and there was no way he would n't be rewarded handsomely. 
 
 Rather than ending in some abandoned castle built into a volcano or anything spectacular, the path stopped at a waterfall. Anduin breathed a sigh of relief that the path had ended at all, even if to explore any more would mean leaving his horse behind. 
 
 `` S'cuse me'' came a small gruff voice from somewhere to the side of Anduin, him instinctively pulling his horse forwards and mumbling an apology to allow whoever it was to pass by behind before he realised where he was, and that there should n't actually be anything asking to pass by out here... 
 
 He turned quickly, only to see nothing more than a silhouette in the water that seemed to not long after being spotted freeze and return over to the shore next to Anduin. 
 
 `` Can I help you?'' asked the small creature, poking its head out of the water, floating there without a care in the world. 
 
 Anduin stared, looking at the creature, stammering parts of words that he could n't find the capability to complete. The creature was something he had never seen before. 
 
 It could n't have been more than 2 foot tall, its face elongated to a long thin tube at the front. There were no arms or legs to speak of, but fins in places that seemed to mimic the life in the surrounding area, most notably the small kelp forest that had developed under the oxygen rich plunge pool of the waterfall. 
 
 `` Oh, I get it.'' the creature sighed, looking Anduin up and down. `` You're another one of them adventurers who hears dragon and thinks fire breathing flying monster. No one ever thinks about me.'' it pouted, head ducking under the water once more as it swam off deeper towards the waterfall. 
 
 Anduin stayed stood where he was, words unable to leave his mouth and a blank expression covering his entire body. Very slowly Anduin started to regain motion, looking between the horse stood next to him and the river where the'dragon' had gone. 
 
 It was right. Even the king had insisted that it would be a big scaly lizard with huge teeth breathing fire and flying around everywhere. It would be the kill of a lifetime and grant rewards worthy of the task. All he had to do was bring back the head as proof. 
 
 So the only proof the king would accept on his return was the head of a big fiery monster that was n't here. Instead there was some kind of freaky fish that camouflaged perfectly with its home. Underwater. And he could n't swim. Nor prove that the thing was ancient nor powerful nor... 
 
 `` I need a drink.'' Anduin announced, groaning as he collapsed onto a nearby rock, head in his hands, waiting for anything in his head to make sense.
