Dragons can be fun... or not, at times.
Tsyr, My "oldest and greatest"(TM) character *points to his Avatar* had a really, really bad encounter with a dragon. The dragon tried to eat him. Tsyr managed to keep from being ate, but at the cost of his right arm from the shoulder down. The dragon still got Tsyr in his mouth, though... So Tsyr took his sword and stabbed it upward blindly. Scratch one dragon.
About two years later, after Tsyr had managed to gain an elven enchanted mechanical replacement arm, we encountered the dragon's mate... a white dragon (The other was black, strangely...). Said mate had spent the last two years of her life tracking us down for revenge.
Dragon swooped down and "introduced" herself while behind a magic barrier. She pointed at my character and laughed, saying something about how at least her mate had gotten some measure of revenge before his death.
To which Tysr calmly replied:
"Oh, I don't know... I think he would actualy be quite upset with you right now... See this dagger? *I hold up a dagger I had fashioned from one of her mates teeth* Well... After I healed up, I sorta... had his soul bound to the dagger. (I hadn't, just BSing)... We've become quite good friends, as a matter of fact, after a fashion... two years of unrelenting agony will managed to persuade most anyone of anything... espesualy a weak willed dragon such as him. Right now he's convinced you betrayed him, and sees me as his savior. I can change that, of course, if you like... just give me a few days, I've mastered the art of torturing him quite well."
To this day I don't know where that garbage came from, I was just making it up as I go.
Needless to say, that didn't go over very well with her.
We defeated her fairly easily, though.
Tsyr then took some of the small, soft scales near her claw, as well as small shards of the claw, and made a "skintight" dragonscale "glove" that went clear up to my right shoulder. A simple enchantment to keep it flexible, and I had a "dragonscale arm"... the white scales matched my albino skin quite well. The shards of claw were formed into fingernails.
Man I loved playing Tsyr...