Frostfall
Twentieth Day of the Twelfth Month 292 AC
In your left you draw another rod, white also but of of bone not wood, ancient beyond you knowledge and new as a serpent's blessing all at once. Again your blood falls upon the snowy ground, the only harm this battle has so far done you and ten embers bright with blood red flame spiral towards your foe.
You rake 4 damage
With frustration and a distant sort of amusement both you realize the dragon of Winter had warded itself somehow also for two of the bolts ball away off glancing off some unseen force. But eight others pierce deep, fire melting ice with with a hissing whistle that covers the beasts own roars of pain, blood red flame burning back the darkness within. Great chunks of 'flesh' break and fall off like pieces from a calving glacier and of the cold malice you had heard upon the wind not a trace remains, only desperate savagery. It's thrashing head turns to Dany and a wave of tainted icy breath descends upon her.
Dany takes 9 Damage
So swift and so sure is your sister in the air that the breath of frost hardly touches her and though the warding waver she laughs, drunk on the joy of battle and victory to come. In that laughter a single word is uttered in the tongue of the Freehold that is no more: "Sunder."
What fire did not ruin is sundered them, the ice dragon's form fling apart into a hale of ice, lost in the storm , the blackness of the void spilling out to become naught but common darkness, a final scream of rage and hate...
Or is it only the howl of the wind? The snow falls on as snow is wont to do, but the shadow under the cloud is less, the chill no longer piercing bone.
You had won.
"It's gone, we're safe!" Dany exclaims rushing to hug you, as much as she is able at least. You alow yourself to take human shape again, still folding her.
"A bit of ice would not have seen the end of us," you say.
"That thing was not just ice," she says. "It did not lie when it called itself born of the void eternal. It's breath would sap the very strenght of self from one unwarded, until at last their souls would just give up on being."
"They would die?" you ask, knowing there is more, there must be more.
"No," she shivers a little. "The one so drained would be lost forever, not even a memory of them remaining upon the earth, just empty clothes and the notion that there a man once was. Our foe is more that winter, no matter how savage, it is a corruption if all that is, a gapping void that screams for the End of All Things. If my wards had failed... I can't imagine it. I
won't."
She draws back and you can see the fear pushed back in her gaze by sheer strength of will. "Let's see how mother is doing. I would wager she has quite a few questions..."
What do you say to Rhaella?
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OOC: Yes there is loot and XP. It will be in the next update. Now that it is dead I might as well tell you, that thing was an Frost Dragon from the Bestiary of Krynn, and in some ways it makes the Gloom Dragon look harmless by comparison.
