Beneath Crimson Wings

Nineteenth Day of the Second Month 293 AC

Allowing a seed of winter to take root in the South might prove to be a beacon to the powers that called it forth, you reason, and yet the magic that slumbers in the fallen wyrm's heart is too great to simply cast aside. Thus you order it sealed along with the most perilous relics in the tower, much to Rina's relief,making it clear her own thoughts ran along the same path. On the one hand you are satisfied to see such proof of her pledge of loyalty as telling you the heart's true power, but failing to speak reminds you that she has a long way yet to go. It was not on loyalty alone that you came so far, but friendship and the wise counsel it gives.

You consider a flight to clear your head when an unexpected realization comes upon you, like the hollow feeling of missing a step going down stairs, the lesser forms of dragon-kind are closed to you now the words that once allowed you to borrow them hollow and powerless. To fly now you must do so in your own skin or not at all.

"What?" Dany asks reading your face with the ease of long practice. When you explain your realization she gives you a sympathetic look and questions if wishcraft will serve in place of the lost spell.

You consider the matter for a moment then shake your head, "Other human forms I can take, not other dragons."

"Ah... you were so cute," she replies, half-in-jest half true melancholy.

The memory of those long ago enthusiastic hugs draws a smile from your lips. "Being larger does have its advantages even if I shan't be winning any races. It takes a lot less work to stay in the air..."

"And you could make half the keeps in the Seven Kingdoms surrender at the sight of you ." Though said with a smile the words are no doubt true. The realization that you could probably win a war for Westeros on the morrow if you wished, though not the war you might prefer to fight is not nearly as abrupt as the one that came before, but it more than makes up for the loss you had felt a moment past.

***​

The training camp is alive with the sound of heavy boots and steel ringing on steel as hundreds of men of men all shining in the bright afternoon sun march and fight in formation like a single enormous segmented silver beast. Oh, there are still errors to be seen from the air from high above as they face off against either each others or the fiery-winged archons, and there doubtless will be more of them in true battle, but here under your wings lies an army like no other upon this world.

Each man bears arms and armor worthy of a skilled knight, but these are no knights,each with their own crest upon their shields, who might turn from the fight or even fall upon each others, these are your legions and with them you will forge not just the war you mean to fight in the Seven Kingdoms, but the peace that will follow.

You land in a shower of dust claws gouging deep into the dry, sandy soil of the field, chosen precisely because Vee succinctly proclaimed it 'shit land for growing anything besides weeds.'

"Your Grace the the general is..." a junior officer, marked by his bright crimson cloak gasps just as you take on your own shape again, unlike Dany who is content to coil on your shoulders.

"At ease, lieutenant, I am here to talk to our allies. How have the men been doing in mock battle against them?" you add As the man falls in respectfully besides you.

"Well... we are vetting better at it, I can say that much. Damn happy they will be fighting besides us if we are to fight against demons and such," he replies.

"What have you heard?" your sister asks, a little sharply.

You wonder what the man would think if you told him you have no idea where the legions will be deploying as part of a complex plan to thwart foresight.

"Just rumors," the officer hastens to explain. "We all know about Mantarys and the angels weren't shy about where they came from. If one Free City could be crawling with demons why not another? Snake and Tree know the bloody magisters are stupid and wicked enough to let 'em in given half a chance."

"And the legionaries are not concerned over the possibility?" you ask. Truth be told you would have expected a rather different reaction to such tales making the rounds, perhaps a call to lift spirits and offer explanations.

"No, Your Grace, we are just happy to be able to do out part rather than leaving everything up to you and the Companions." the way he said the last word it almost sounded like a proper title.

The man falls silent as you approach the giant perfectly proportioned form of the shield-bearer who served as Yrael's representative for this expedition, the same spirit who fought beside you against the listener at the last.

What do you wish to trade?

[] Write in proposal


OOC: Not really an action heavy-part, but a bit more from the legions on the eave of conquest.
EEEEEEEEEH! What a fantastic chapter DP! I loved it!

The Wyrmlings were cute!
The description of the army was fantastic!
The "Snake and Tree" was great!
The "Companions" was awesome!
You're all around perfect!
 
You consider the matter for a moment then shake your head, "Other human forms I can take, not other dragons."

I'm pretty sad about this. No tiny wyrmling -> Adult Red fun.

"Ah... you were so cute," she replies, half-in-jest half true melancholy.

Best sister.


Heh. This pleases me a lot more than it ought to.


*Alexander the Great comparisons intensify*

This was a pretty sweet chapter.
 
"And the legionaries are not concerned over the possibility?" you ask. Truth be told you would have expected a rather different reaction to such tales making the rounds, perhaps a call to lift spirits and offer explanations.

"No, Your Grace, we are just happy to be able to do our part rather than leaving everything up to you and the Companions."

These men are worth their weight in adamantine
 
The Companions are actually a great title, brings fond memories of skyrim.
... maybe we can get some werewolves in there?
We've got an avenue for werebears Beyond the Wall, and the adventuring party in Essaria who used to own the mithral we had before they were falsely executed for treason became famous fighting werewolves. I'm sure we can find werewolves somewhere.
 
We've got an avenue for werebears Beyond the Wall, and the adventuring party in Essaria who used to own the mithral we had before they were falsely executed for treason became famous fighting werewolves. I'm sure we can find werewolves somewhere.
mm werebears, or could make it a special legion rank / force, Bear Knights, Wolf Knights, legions SHARKS, etc.
 
Great chapter all-around, @DragonParadox .
Warm feeling shall never cease!


Anyway, my thoughts are that we should get ALL the lore Archons can provide.
Both their own, and that of devils/cultists from their city.

We're one of very, very few people thay can trust to keep this knowledge safe and use it for the good of everyone.

But their own lore should be pretty sweet too.
Knowledge on how to summon Good Outsiders without fucking up?
May not be ever needed, but pretty fucking sweet to have in case of an emergency.

As for what we should give in return...
Well, obvious part is all the stuff we have on enemies of life on Planetos. Devils, demons, undead, Others, Tiamat and her minions, illithids...
Basically, all the stuff that wuill allow them to fight better against shitty stuf they'll be fighting anyway.

What else, I'm not so sure. I don't want to empower their casters with knowledge too much, Scholarum is supposed to be the greatest institution of magic there is...
But also because giving them too much of great stuff may cause them to get too independent.
Which is bad for us, we want them to peacefully join our empire at some point.

And then there's rituals of theirs.
We can easily afford them.
Do we need to, though?
*has no idea*
 
Got a lot of things to do so was not able to vote, but I'm back now!

We did teleport them(Asha and Theon) back to the Hunter's Moon, right? It will still take them a few weeks travel to return by sea so they'll miss Tyrosh, so I propose we do the heavy lifting. Literally. Get a day aside in teleporting the Silver Corsairs and their ship in ready for Tyrosh.

Also, we should tell the Archons about Amrelath so that they won't attack him on sight.
 
What else, I'm not so sure. I don't want to empower their casters with knowledge too much, Scholarum is supposed to be the greatest institution of magic there is...
But also because giving them too much of great stuff may cause them to get too independent.
Which is bad for us, we want them to peacefully join our empire at some point.
Don't give them the entire library, we want them to be reliant on the Scholarum after all.

Let's just have them give us their entire library in exchange for another weirwood, and then give them copies of our primers on magic so they can begin research if they want to. They're not going to grow quickly enough to rival the Scholarum, even if they end up focusing all their attention on mages, for the fact that we started on wizards earlier and we're sending the wizards to war.
Right, silly mistake misreading my notes when punching in the numbers.:oops:

In any case she did not level up.
Sooo.... @DragonParadox, did Theon and Asha get more XP? How close are they to level 6?
 
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