Klader
The drake bois
--Two days earlier—
Katsumi waited on an old wooden bench in front of his small lodge. He stroked his long white hair while he waited for his company. He’s going to enjoy the conversation that’s to come. His curiosity on how the dragons will take the information will be intriguing.
It was late afternoon, and the beautiful orange sunset kissed the ground. Indeed, it is a warming sight. Snow lightly drifted down to the earth, remaining every one of the season.
Alas, the distant thrumming of the air stopped his wandering mind—a sound pattern of two dragons approaching him. The elf sat in his seat and waited for the dragons to land.
“Ahh, Starfall, Celestina. Good to see both of you. How do you fair?”
His orange foxlike eyes carefully studied both the dragons. As if to discover their secrets.
“Maybe a bit of warmth should do it.” The elf held out a hand. A red ball of energy formed, radiating heat to keep the chill away.
”They can fly and breathe ice? I guess fire is also an ability for them as well. Dragon look-alikes on two legs? I’ve been told of the Mythic world before by a powerful magician like yourself. I remember him saying that this world hides itself in many ways and consists of unique creatures. Are the drakes one of them? I might have seen one at Diabmoure.” Using Blade’s description, Jura tried to picture a drake—an upright walking dragon. Jura smirked as a picture formed in her head. She imagined herself standing on her hind legs and walking, which she had done before. But no, that can’t be what they look like—more human. The legs will have to be a different shape and the torso. She then pictured Ashe with scales, wings and tails. Changing the head shape is challenging to visualise.
Jura shortly gave up trying to picture a drake. It's best to see them in the flesh. Her thoughts moved onto Blade’s explanation of why the drakes are loyal to dragons. She’s learnt a lot about them now. Her curiosity grows. It sounds like the mountains are just as a home for dragons as for drakes. Seeing as they helped them subdue the land. She’s expecting to be treated very well, almost like royalty by the sounds of it.
”What are they like as a people? What is their culture like? How do they compare to Eraylian culture?”
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“War changes things quickly. History can be formed within a matter of days. Hours even. It’s all a giant build-up to on peak. It may seem slow now, but the drakes are working very hard. So are us Guardians. It may seem like we aren’t doing much, but that’s our secret. Our footprints are very hard to find.” Haru continued about the times changing.
“You never know. Curiosity might get the better of you. She has the most extraordinary testimony. I, for one, believe in learning about the past to better the future. Lots can be learnt from Crytsal’s story.” Haru went on with Crystal’s life. He seemed to be enjoying the topic.
“Aye, it does get freezing during this time. Personally, I’m not a fan of it, but it does have its merits. It makes hot food all the more enjoyable. And it’s also when all nine tails have a use.” Haru believed that Wolnir would be warm enough with the multiple heat sources. He has given him no reason not to ask if he isn't.
After Haru returned from finding some extra fuel for the fire, he placed it next to the lit pit. He saw that Wolnir was finished with his second bowl. He picked up the bowl. He was about to leave before Wolnir asked a favour.
“Of course, I can keep that safe for you.”
He took the necklace and wrapped the chain around his arm multiple times to stop it from dragging to the ground.
“That’s a beautiful piece. Drake's craftmanship, by the looks of it. They have a unique style.”
Haru returned inside, carefully put the dragon’s necklace on the centre table, and washed the remaining dishes. Afterwards, he went back outside to put extra logs into the fire. After his labour, he looked at the already sleeping dragon. Watching the bright dragon in his peaceful state put a smile on the corner of the kitsune’s lips. He cast two spells over the tent. The first is to reduce the noise inside, and the second is a ward. Whoever walks near will know not to disturb Wolnir. The spells will wear off once he wakes.
“Good night, Wolnir.”
---
“Well, let me think. It’s been a very long time since I’ve seen her.” Crystal stroked her chin as she recalled memories of Rega.
“In a sense, she is like me. She has a motherly instinct around her. She was always taking care of her loved ones and others around her. Always make sure everyone leaves with a full belly. Sometimes to the point where they cannot walk. She cooks the best food. One of her most prominent characteristics is her protectiveness. When you first hatched, when I was working as a maid, I had difficulty convincing her to let me close. Don’t blame her. You are her only offspring and a very cute little draggy. Well, not so little for me.
As for the disguise, she’ll know who I am. I’ll drop my name and where she remembers me. If that doesn’t work, my eyes will give it away. She is one of the few whom I’ve told that I am in disguise but refused to show my authentic self for her sake. I can also share my memories with her. Between all those points, I think I have an excellent chance of convincing her. That or she’ll just set my tails on fire.”
Crystal almost missed Valadir’s questions concerning Blade while pondering about the white dragon.
“Oh, he was one of my first friends when I joined the Guardians. While he’s not a part of my group, he does work closely with us. During my time at the Elemental Islands- a trio of large islands beyond the Zashac desert. I was going through my many years of rehabilitation. He was one of the few who dared talk to me. I made a big name at that time due to my poor history. He was very young at the as well. We kind of just kicked it off well. We meshed well, and ever since, we’ve been good friends. In the later years, we don’t see each other as often as I would like, but we catch up now and then. The past few years, however, I didn’t know if he was still alive, and I couldn’t search for him because of my responsibilities to the Guardians. He’s a lecturer and teacher of mana energy. Well, probably not anymore. Very nice dragon.”
”You’re in an obscured position Val. I’d never wish anyone to be where you are. Don’t be surprised at your inner fight. I can confidently tell you that there will be a tipping point. You will be at your absolute limit where you will break and you will have to make a choice. This is where your true colours will be brought to light. What it is, or what it will look like, I’m not sure but, everyone goes through it. It will dictate how you play out the rest of your life. I will support you in every way I can but, only if you accept it. I’m not perfect, I still make mistakes. Hopefully you learn from mine. Just please, Val, please. Do not let your rage get the better of you. Nothing good will ever come from it.” Crystal’s last sentences turned into a plea. She still has a duty to the Guardians, and if Val turns for the worse, she must also make a choice.
”I can probably create something for that.” Crystal responded to Valadir’s request about his father's cover-up. She sensed Valadir's saddening emotions rise. She put a reassuring hand on him.
”Not all is lost Val.”
Crystal admitted to Val about spilling some of the information to Kolias. ”I told him roughly what we are doing so he can better select a party. Needing to fly fast isn’t a good description of what we need for protection.”
In quick succession, the drakes took off the Mountain one by one and resumed a tight V formation behind Valadir to conserve their energy as much as possible. The clouds blocked the moonlight, leaving next to no light. The snow drifted past the flyers as they sliced through the air.
Katsumi waited on an old wooden bench in front of his small lodge. He stroked his long white hair while he waited for his company. He’s going to enjoy the conversation that’s to come. His curiosity on how the dragons will take the information will be intriguing.
It was late afternoon, and the beautiful orange sunset kissed the ground. Indeed, it is a warming sight. Snow lightly drifted down to the earth, remaining every one of the season.
Alas, the distant thrumming of the air stopped his wandering mind—a sound pattern of two dragons approaching him. The elf sat in his seat and waited for the dragons to land.
“Ahh, Starfall, Celestina. Good to see both of you. How do you fair?”
His orange foxlike eyes carefully studied both the dragons. As if to discover their secrets.
“Maybe a bit of warmth should do it.” The elf held out a hand. A red ball of energy formed, radiating heat to keep the chill away.
”They can fly and breathe ice? I guess fire is also an ability for them as well. Dragon look-alikes on two legs? I’ve been told of the Mythic world before by a powerful magician like yourself. I remember him saying that this world hides itself in many ways and consists of unique creatures. Are the drakes one of them? I might have seen one at Diabmoure.” Using Blade’s description, Jura tried to picture a drake—an upright walking dragon. Jura smirked as a picture formed in her head. She imagined herself standing on her hind legs and walking, which she had done before. But no, that can’t be what they look like—more human. The legs will have to be a different shape and the torso. She then pictured Ashe with scales, wings and tails. Changing the head shape is challenging to visualise.
Jura shortly gave up trying to picture a drake. It's best to see them in the flesh. Her thoughts moved onto Blade’s explanation of why the drakes are loyal to dragons. She’s learnt a lot about them now. Her curiosity grows. It sounds like the mountains are just as a home for dragons as for drakes. Seeing as they helped them subdue the land. She’s expecting to be treated very well, almost like royalty by the sounds of it.
”What are they like as a people? What is their culture like? How do they compare to Eraylian culture?”
---
“War changes things quickly. History can be formed within a matter of days. Hours even. It’s all a giant build-up to on peak. It may seem slow now, but the drakes are working very hard. So are us Guardians. It may seem like we aren’t doing much, but that’s our secret. Our footprints are very hard to find.” Haru continued about the times changing.
“You never know. Curiosity might get the better of you. She has the most extraordinary testimony. I, for one, believe in learning about the past to better the future. Lots can be learnt from Crytsal’s story.” Haru went on with Crystal’s life. He seemed to be enjoying the topic.
“Aye, it does get freezing during this time. Personally, I’m not a fan of it, but it does have its merits. It makes hot food all the more enjoyable. And it’s also when all nine tails have a use.” Haru believed that Wolnir would be warm enough with the multiple heat sources. He has given him no reason not to ask if he isn't.
After Haru returned from finding some extra fuel for the fire, he placed it next to the lit pit. He saw that Wolnir was finished with his second bowl. He picked up the bowl. He was about to leave before Wolnir asked a favour.
“Of course, I can keep that safe for you.”
He took the necklace and wrapped the chain around his arm multiple times to stop it from dragging to the ground.
“That’s a beautiful piece. Drake's craftmanship, by the looks of it. They have a unique style.”
Haru returned inside, carefully put the dragon’s necklace on the centre table, and washed the remaining dishes. Afterwards, he went back outside to put extra logs into the fire. After his labour, he looked at the already sleeping dragon. Watching the bright dragon in his peaceful state put a smile on the corner of the kitsune’s lips. He cast two spells over the tent. The first is to reduce the noise inside, and the second is a ward. Whoever walks near will know not to disturb Wolnir. The spells will wear off once he wakes.
“Good night, Wolnir.”
---
“Well, let me think. It’s been a very long time since I’ve seen her.” Crystal stroked her chin as she recalled memories of Rega.
“In a sense, she is like me. She has a motherly instinct around her. She was always taking care of her loved ones and others around her. Always make sure everyone leaves with a full belly. Sometimes to the point where they cannot walk. She cooks the best food. One of her most prominent characteristics is her protectiveness. When you first hatched, when I was working as a maid, I had difficulty convincing her to let me close. Don’t blame her. You are her only offspring and a very cute little draggy. Well, not so little for me.
As for the disguise, she’ll know who I am. I’ll drop my name and where she remembers me. If that doesn’t work, my eyes will give it away. She is one of the few whom I’ve told that I am in disguise but refused to show my authentic self for her sake. I can also share my memories with her. Between all those points, I think I have an excellent chance of convincing her. That or she’ll just set my tails on fire.”
Crystal almost missed Valadir’s questions concerning Blade while pondering about the white dragon.
“Oh, he was one of my first friends when I joined the Guardians. While he’s not a part of my group, he does work closely with us. During my time at the Elemental Islands- a trio of large islands beyond the Zashac desert. I was going through my many years of rehabilitation. He was one of the few who dared talk to me. I made a big name at that time due to my poor history. He was very young at the as well. We kind of just kicked it off well. We meshed well, and ever since, we’ve been good friends. In the later years, we don’t see each other as often as I would like, but we catch up now and then. The past few years, however, I didn’t know if he was still alive, and I couldn’t search for him because of my responsibilities to the Guardians. He’s a lecturer and teacher of mana energy. Well, probably not anymore. Very nice dragon.”
”You’re in an obscured position Val. I’d never wish anyone to be where you are. Don’t be surprised at your inner fight. I can confidently tell you that there will be a tipping point. You will be at your absolute limit where you will break and you will have to make a choice. This is where your true colours will be brought to light. What it is, or what it will look like, I’m not sure but, everyone goes through it. It will dictate how you play out the rest of your life. I will support you in every way I can but, only if you accept it. I’m not perfect, I still make mistakes. Hopefully you learn from mine. Just please, Val, please. Do not let your rage get the better of you. Nothing good will ever come from it.” Crystal’s last sentences turned into a plea. She still has a duty to the Guardians, and if Val turns for the worse, she must also make a choice.
”I can probably create something for that.” Crystal responded to Valadir’s request about his father's cover-up. She sensed Valadir's saddening emotions rise. She put a reassuring hand on him.
”Not all is lost Val.”
Crystal admitted to Val about spilling some of the information to Kolias. ”I told him roughly what we are doing so he can better select a party. Needing to fly fast isn’t a good description of what we need for protection.”
In quick succession, the drakes took off the Mountain one by one and resumed a tight V formation behind Valadir to conserve their energy as much as possible. The clouds blocked the moonlight, leaving next to no light. The snow drifted past the flyers as they sliced through the air.