King of the hill

Hummmm Roast Monkey... I think I have just the recipe! Don't forget the bloody ketchup this round...

*Monkey runs down hill, deserting previous owner, enters Rose & Crown, imbibes immoderately and is no longer part of the equation. Coward!*

-wonders up the hill, sets out a chair, umbrella and proceeds to drink a margarita and read-

My hill.

*Magically disables gravity and rolls up hill*
*Puts a BIGGER chair over yours and perches upon it*

My hill!

*reminds everyone that no chairs are allowed and banishes them all*


Scher's hill!

UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT AND WITHOUT ANY CHAIRS!

The Dragon burns away the "Under New Management" sign, grabs his granite armchair and a six-pack of kerosene, and watches "Criminal Minds" on his giant flatscreen.

The Dragon's Hill! Abandon hope, all ye who enter here!

Pendragon's Hill.....

Deep under the Hill rusted cogs and gears shift into place unnoticed by the triumphant Dragon. An ancient machine shifts into place and a steel fortress rises from the ground, pushing all who sat on it to the ground far below.


Galzraa's Hill

Annoyed at being pushed down, dragonfire melts the steel fortress into a pile of formless ashes. The Dragon's hill!

The Dragon's Hill, eh?

Well then, I hurl a nice, big, raw, juicy steak as far as I can away from the hill. Dragon's cannot resist the delicious slab of meat by instinct and quickly flies the thousands of miles I've thrown it (I've been hitting the gym lately). Knowing that the Dragon will be back, I quickly ascend the hill with a wheel barrel full of fire-retardant materials and build an igloo out of gypsum.

Fort Farlow has been established on top of the hill!

Farlow's Hill......

Standing at the bottom of the Hill, still smoking a bit from his close encounter with the Dragon, is Galzraa. Staring at the climb he has to make back up to the top, he extinguishes what smoldering clothes he has left and starts climbing the Hill. At the top of the Hill, he steals into the igloo and opens a can of ninja mad skills on Farlow.


Galzraa's Hill

(PS: The Hill has motion sensing turrets now)

Galzraa's Hill...

Ah, how little these mortals know of true dragon power! Flying high enough to not set of the motion detectors, the dragon uses his hottest flame to burn off all improvements to the hill left by courageous intruders. Munching on a extra large bag of anthracite washed down by gallons of pure petrol ( always gives the dragon a slight buzz) he restokes his fire and prepares to repel all boarders.

Dragon's hill!

Dragon's Hill:

Obviously, we have miscalculated something. I quickly page through the phone book and call a Dragonslaying Knight in shining armor, because, afterall, he is an expert. He arrives. Alright Dragon, make your move. (Or back-up is welcome too).

Still the Dragon's Hill...

Dragon had the hill.

I take away the hill to a new place while he's sleeping and i make confusing paths in it and a lovely little swamp too.

Now it's my Hill.

m2vihand's hill

Waking up on now flat ground, the Dragon drums his claws and begins to formulate a new plan. He decides that m2vihand must have had magical help, perhaps from Matthew's Dragonslayer, perhaps from that Jinn the Dragon pissed off a while back. For now it's m2vihand's hill, although the Dragon's keen senses have caught the scent enough to track the hill down when his head quits hurting after all the petrol he drank last night...

I hop on the dragon's head and hold on tight.