Dragon Books: Ash Drake
A dark night on the eve of the Blood Ritual, a hatchling took its first breaths. Emerging from the shattered egg shell was a baby ash drake. Once a year, the people of the Bad Lands come out of their dark, dusty caves and onto the desert to feed a captured child to a new baby ash drake. The prison child started crying when he saw the large, ferocious looking hatchling in front of him. Although he was an infant, the drake was ten feet long, with large, scary orange eyes and jagged teeth.
“This is the great new god-prince you see before you!” shouted a red robed Blood Priest, pointing a finger at the ash drake from the top of a large black and white temple.
“His name shall, from this hour hence forth, be Izac! Blood Prince!” a roar went up from the crowd.
“And now, here is our sacrifice to the Ash God Hirondie! A child for his young to feast upon!” boomed the evil priest. The child was pushed into a cage with the creature.