Ojura the smartass

The sun shone brightly above the settlement, casting its warmth across the river while several griffons flew through the clear sky, carrying messages and performing their duties between the surrounding territories. Below them, a nine-year-old human boy happily played in the water, splashing around without a care in the world as the river carried him gently downstream.

His face was filled with innocent joy, completely unaware of the political tensions surrounding the land he lived in.

That peace suddenly ended when he heard marching coming from the opposite side of the river.

"KID! Stay away from there!"

The boy immediately looked around and spotted a lizardman standing on the other side of the bridge. He wore scaled armor and carried a spear in one hand, his expression stern as he watched the child.