Living with dragons
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I don't think he is planning to copy the ring, I think he is planning to make a lesser copy of it - something that can maintain Elrond's mind, even if he ends up no longer as enhanced as he was before.
He would probably want Elrond to stay so that he could reference the original, if he were trying to copy it in whole.
He would probably want Elrond to stay so that he could reference the original, if he were trying to copy it in whole.
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Worrying for the future.
- Location
- Australia
it would still be useful....
26
Once I finished working, I did one last check on the ring before I opened my eyes and held it up, so I could see it.
It looked the same as before which wasn't surprising. I didn't work the exterior any.
"Here," I said and looked at the elf across the table from me before I slide it over to him, "Not sure I got it completely right, it's likely at most seventy-five percent as effective as your current one, but I'm fairly sure it's stable. But hey, first try and all that. At least this way you have a spare. Least I can do for all the help you have given us."
Elrond looked between me and the ring before he shook his head, "Impossible."
I shrugged, "Honestly, wasn't that difficult. Biggest problem was the entirely new enchanting system. I can see it really good for passive effects, but I'm not sure it has the power necessary for active effects. I'll need to experiment more, but I can do that later."
Not like we didn't have intelligence boosting rings back home, they just weren't anywhere near as good… or addicting.
Reaching over, he picked it up, staring at it, "…This is not possible."
"Don't put both of them on at once," I warned him, "I honestly have no idea what would happen, but I doubt it would be anything good."
Ren walked in, her bag on her shoulder, "Ready to leave?"
I nodded, "Almost," I told her and moved to pick my own satchel up, "Find anything fun?"
She shook her head, "Nothing much. Nice place."
"I wouldn't say that," I said with a grin and pulled her close for a quick kiss, "I think I learned quite a bit."
"Any more than when you…" she started to say before she frowned at me, "...you did something."
I shook my head, "You're cute when you're suspicious."
"You're less cute when you're evading."
"…I looked at Elrond's ring. It was helpful to examine one that wasn't trying to kill me," I admitted and ran my fingers through her hair, brushing it out of her face, "It's fine. This one wasn't trying to eat me."
Rengosa shook her head, "…I suppose you would at least in theory know best when it comes to artefacts. When you actually stop and think about it."
I growled at her and she smiled and took my hand,
"Come on, let's get going."
I nodded, "You're right, it's time," I said before I turned to the still stunned looking elf, "Thank you, Lord Elrond for your help and hospitality."
He looked up at use from the ring before he put it down on the table and stood up, "You are returning where you come from?"
"We are," Ren said with a nod, "We may return one day."
"But not anytime soon," I continued, "Thank you."
With that, I pulled Ren along outside and towards the edge of the estate/town before he changed his mind of being willing to let someone able to make those magic trinkets walk away.
As soon as we were in an area big enough Ren pulled away with a smile and walked a bit away before turning back into her real form.
"Not Walking from here then?" I asked and turned back as well, stretching my wings wide.
She shook her head, "Better to do away from people."
"So true," I agreed and moved up to nuzzle beneath her chin, "Lead the way."
She nuzzled back and ran down the path, her wings spreading and she took to the sky. I quickly moved to follow, beating my wings hard.
This world had been worth it after all. Another system of enchantment even if I didn't find exactly what I was looking for.
Sadly, didn't really help with the flying ship project.
Not directly anyway.
Oh well. Maybe we'll have better luck back on Azeroth. Not enough time head over to The Exodar, but maybe we got lucky and Venir managed to get some information.
I didn't need the blueprints, even if it would clearly be helpful, especially if they held their fucking FTL drive, but I just needed somewhere to start!
Ah, it felt nice to fly again. Especially after having been in mortal form for over three weeks! Not having wings in that form kept them from cramping, but damn this was nice.
We climbed towards the clouds, the slowly setting sun painting the world below in fire. Without armies of marching semi-orcs and evil rings, this world seemed rather nice and peaceful.
Perhaps not the most useful world, but I think we might have been right about it when we first arrived on top of that mountain.
This was a rather nice world to just visit and relax on.
Hmm. That wasn't a bad idea actually. Not a vacation spot, but a stronghold, a fallback point. A place to gather spare resources and defences, just in case everything everywhere went tits up.
That wasn't a bad idea at all. Not like the locals could cause problems for a properly enchanted fortress.
I'll have to ask Wrathion if I could borrow a couple of his geomancers.
AN// A big bucket of thanks to Jordisk for betaing this section. Posted early as early morning tomorrow. Working on a Sunday... ugh.
It looked the same as before which wasn't surprising. I didn't work the exterior any.
"Here," I said and looked at the elf across the table from me before I slide it over to him, "Not sure I got it completely right, it's likely at most seventy-five percent as effective as your current one, but I'm fairly sure it's stable. But hey, first try and all that. At least this way you have a spare. Least I can do for all the help you have given us."
Elrond looked between me and the ring before he shook his head, "Impossible."
I shrugged, "Honestly, wasn't that difficult. Biggest problem was the entirely new enchanting system. I can see it really good for passive effects, but I'm not sure it has the power necessary for active effects. I'll need to experiment more, but I can do that later."
Not like we didn't have intelligence boosting rings back home, they just weren't anywhere near as good… or addicting.
Reaching over, he picked it up, staring at it, "…This is not possible."
"Don't put both of them on at once," I warned him, "I honestly have no idea what would happen, but I doubt it would be anything good."
Ren walked in, her bag on her shoulder, "Ready to leave?"
I nodded, "Almost," I told her and moved to pick my own satchel up, "Find anything fun?"
She shook her head, "Nothing much. Nice place."
"I wouldn't say that," I said with a grin and pulled her close for a quick kiss, "I think I learned quite a bit."
"Any more than when you…" she started to say before she frowned at me, "...you did something."
I shook my head, "You're cute when you're suspicious."
"You're less cute when you're evading."
"…I looked at Elrond's ring. It was helpful to examine one that wasn't trying to kill me," I admitted and ran my fingers through her hair, brushing it out of her face, "It's fine. This one wasn't trying to eat me."
Rengosa shook her head, "…I suppose you would at least in theory know best when it comes to artefacts. When you actually stop and think about it."
I growled at her and she smiled and took my hand,
"Come on, let's get going."
I nodded, "You're right, it's time," I said before I turned to the still stunned looking elf, "Thank you, Lord Elrond for your help and hospitality."
He looked up at use from the ring before he put it down on the table and stood up, "You are returning where you come from?"
"We are," Ren said with a nod, "We may return one day."
"But not anytime soon," I continued, "Thank you."
With that, I pulled Ren along outside and towards the edge of the estate/town before he changed his mind of being willing to let someone able to make those magic trinkets walk away.
As soon as we were in an area big enough Ren pulled away with a smile and walked a bit away before turning back into her real form.
"Not Walking from here then?" I asked and turned back as well, stretching my wings wide.
She shook her head, "Better to do away from people."
"So true," I agreed and moved up to nuzzle beneath her chin, "Lead the way."
She nuzzled back and ran down the path, her wings spreading and she took to the sky. I quickly moved to follow, beating my wings hard.
This world had been worth it after all. Another system of enchantment even if I didn't find exactly what I was looking for.
Sadly, didn't really help with the flying ship project.
Not directly anyway.
Oh well. Maybe we'll have better luck back on Azeroth. Not enough time head over to The Exodar, but maybe we got lucky and Venir managed to get some information.
I didn't need the blueprints, even if it would clearly be helpful, especially if they held their fucking FTL drive, but I just needed somewhere to start!
Ah, it felt nice to fly again. Especially after having been in mortal form for over three weeks! Not having wings in that form kept them from cramping, but damn this was nice.
We climbed towards the clouds, the slowly setting sun painting the world below in fire. Without armies of marching semi-orcs and evil rings, this world seemed rather nice and peaceful.
Perhaps not the most useful world, but I think we might have been right about it when we first arrived on top of that mountain.
This was a rather nice world to just visit and relax on.
Hmm. That wasn't a bad idea actually. Not a vacation spot, but a stronghold, a fallback point. A place to gather spare resources and defences, just in case everything everywhere went tits up.
That wasn't a bad idea at all. Not like the locals could cause problems for a properly enchanted fortress.
I'll have to ask Wrathion if I could borrow a couple of his geomancers.
AN// A big bucket of thanks to Jordisk for betaing this section. Posted early as early morning tomorrow. Working on a Sunday... ugh.
I remember this phrase from somewhere, and it fits. "Not much magic out in the open, but when there is magic it is undeniable."
- Location
- Christchurch, NZ
I feel like Elrond is a dude who could legitimately rock "from whence you came" (and yes, I know "from whence" is redundant, but it's tradition!)
But uh, Sauron was small potatoes compared to the larger powers of the Silmarillion. Melkor and the other Vala can break continents if they want to. Judging a world based on a single conflict seems unwise.
yeah, but Atregos could spend a thousand years exploring Middle Earth, and still never see any real evidence that the great powers exist. They haven't acted directly on the world since what, the Second Age?
As for judging a world based on a small section of it, there's not much option unless he wants to spend years exploring each world.
27
Exiting the forest onto the road leading towards Stormwind, I couldn't help but sigh as I looked around.
No matter how many worlds we visited, this one was always… well, so far anyway, it was home. It was here everything started. As far as I could remember, anyway.
Sometimes I couldn't help but wonder what would've happened if someone other than Venir had found me that day long ago. What if it had been… an orc or something. My life would surely have ended up completely different and quite possibly a lot shorter, even discounting the entire dragon thing.
"Think we have gotten the answers to Sheila's letters?" Ren asked as she followed me onto the stone covered road.
"Hope so," I answered. "Hope Venir have gotten some answers to her query too."
Ren nodded and then frowned slightly and looked around. "If not, we have to return some other time. Where is all the traffic?"
I joined her in looking both ways down the road.
She was right, where was all the traffic?
Now, the road wasn't exactly heavily trafficked by Earth standards, but it was the main way to get goods in and out of Stormwind, the capital of the Alliance if you discounted the port.
You could usually see some travellers or a merchant wagon or two travelling between the closest villages and the city. If not see, then hear someone.
Nobody was in sight.
"…You're right, that is a bit odd," I agreed and then shrugged. "Let's go, we should still be able to make the city before it gets dark."
It was hardly a long walk, we were only a couple of kilometres outside the walls after all. But the closer we got, the less things seemed to be like they should.
The biggest sign was when the city got into sight. The wide stone bridge reaching towards the main gates was barricaded and guards were patrolling it. Guards on the towers and the walls.
Siege equipment was on the towers and pointed towards the road and forest.
"That's not a good sign," Ren commented and adjusted the strap of her satchel. "Not sure they're going to just let us past."
"Don't think so either," I said with a frown. "The question is why they're in such a defensive posture. Is there a war going on?"
A war that had reached all the way to Stormwind? In two months? Even the Legion didn't manage that.
Maybe they were just being cautious, but this felt… bad.
"We still need to get in there," Ren said. "Portal?"
I shook my head. "Too risky. If they are doing this, you can bet their magical defences has been shored up as well."
Granted, we had loopholes through them most likely from the time they were constructed, but we had not checked on them for over a year. I for one didn't feel like going squish if some bright wizard had messed about with them.
Oh well, I knew one way to get to the bottom of this easily enough… and I had waited for just a time where I could play with this thing!
Pulling a coppery sphere from my satchel, I gave it a small squeeze and it unfolded into a metal beetle about the size of my hand. Putting it on my shoulder for a moment, I dug out a pen and a piece of paper, scribbling down a quick note to Venir asking wtf and how we get into the city.
Folding the note, I handed it to the beetle's front legs. "Venir," I told it.
The thing clicked a couple of times before its eyes turned from black to blue after a couple of seconds as it locked on to her tracking necklace.
Its wings started to buzz and it took to the air, heading upwards at a good speed.
"Let's hope she has her necklace with her," I said and settled down by the closest tree.
"If not, she'll see it when she returns home," Ren said and sat down next to me, resting her head against my shoulder as I put my arm around her.
Nothing to do now but wait.
Not that we needed to wait for that long, it was only a couple of minutes when a group of guards emerged from between the trees, their swords and bows drawn.
The one in the shiniest armour stepped forward. "Identify yourself!"
"I'm Atreus, this is Ren," I said and kept my hand away from my daggers. "We were on our way back to Stormwind when we noticed something was going on. Wanted to find out what's happening before we got closer."
The one on the left shook his head and took off his helmet. "Captain, I think they're spies."
I couldn't see the face of the guy in shiny armour, but he looked like he felt like slapping the other guy,
"They're not spies, Karl. Look at their gear, they are clearly adventurers. Nobody else can afford running around in that kind of equipment."
"So, not spies," I confirmed as I got up, offering Ren my hand and she took it, pulling herself to her feet. "Mind telling us what's going on?"
"You mean you don't know?" The Captain asked, pulling his helmet off and running his hand across his short brown hair. "The Alliance and the Horde are at war."
…Well, damn.
AN// Many thanks to Pietersielie for betaing this section.
No matter how many worlds we visited, this one was always… well, so far anyway, it was home. It was here everything started. As far as I could remember, anyway.
Sometimes I couldn't help but wonder what would've happened if someone other than Venir had found me that day long ago. What if it had been… an orc or something. My life would surely have ended up completely different and quite possibly a lot shorter, even discounting the entire dragon thing.
"Think we have gotten the answers to Sheila's letters?" Ren asked as she followed me onto the stone covered road.
"Hope so," I answered. "Hope Venir have gotten some answers to her query too."
Ren nodded and then frowned slightly and looked around. "If not, we have to return some other time. Where is all the traffic?"
I joined her in looking both ways down the road.
She was right, where was all the traffic?
Now, the road wasn't exactly heavily trafficked by Earth standards, but it was the main way to get goods in and out of Stormwind, the capital of the Alliance if you discounted the port.
You could usually see some travellers or a merchant wagon or two travelling between the closest villages and the city. If not see, then hear someone.
Nobody was in sight.
"…You're right, that is a bit odd," I agreed and then shrugged. "Let's go, we should still be able to make the city before it gets dark."
It was hardly a long walk, we were only a couple of kilometres outside the walls after all. But the closer we got, the less things seemed to be like they should.
The biggest sign was when the city got into sight. The wide stone bridge reaching towards the main gates was barricaded and guards were patrolling it. Guards on the towers and the walls.
Siege equipment was on the towers and pointed towards the road and forest.
"That's not a good sign," Ren commented and adjusted the strap of her satchel. "Not sure they're going to just let us past."
"Don't think so either," I said with a frown. "The question is why they're in such a defensive posture. Is there a war going on?"
A war that had reached all the way to Stormwind? In two months? Even the Legion didn't manage that.
Maybe they were just being cautious, but this felt… bad.
"We still need to get in there," Ren said. "Portal?"
I shook my head. "Too risky. If they are doing this, you can bet their magical defences has been shored up as well."
Granted, we had loopholes through them most likely from the time they were constructed, but we had not checked on them for over a year. I for one didn't feel like going squish if some bright wizard had messed about with them.
Oh well, I knew one way to get to the bottom of this easily enough… and I had waited for just a time where I could play with this thing!
Pulling a coppery sphere from my satchel, I gave it a small squeeze and it unfolded into a metal beetle about the size of my hand. Putting it on my shoulder for a moment, I dug out a pen and a piece of paper, scribbling down a quick note to Venir asking wtf and how we get into the city.
Folding the note, I handed it to the beetle's front legs. "Venir," I told it.
The thing clicked a couple of times before its eyes turned from black to blue after a couple of seconds as it locked on to her tracking necklace.
Its wings started to buzz and it took to the air, heading upwards at a good speed.
"Let's hope she has her necklace with her," I said and settled down by the closest tree.
"If not, she'll see it when she returns home," Ren said and sat down next to me, resting her head against my shoulder as I put my arm around her.
Nothing to do now but wait.
Not that we needed to wait for that long, it was only a couple of minutes when a group of guards emerged from between the trees, their swords and bows drawn.
The one in the shiniest armour stepped forward. "Identify yourself!"
"I'm Atreus, this is Ren," I said and kept my hand away from my daggers. "We were on our way back to Stormwind when we noticed something was going on. Wanted to find out what's happening before we got closer."
The one on the left shook his head and took off his helmet. "Captain, I think they're spies."
I couldn't see the face of the guy in shiny armour, but he looked like he felt like slapping the other guy,
"They're not spies, Karl. Look at their gear, they are clearly adventurers. Nobody else can afford running around in that kind of equipment."
"So, not spies," I confirmed as I got up, offering Ren my hand and she took it, pulling herself to her feet. "Mind telling us what's going on?"
"You mean you don't know?" The Captain asked, pulling his helmet off and running his hand across his short brown hair. "The Alliance and the Horde are at war."
…Well, damn.
AN// Many thanks to Pietersielie for betaing this section.
If this is the BfA war... well, it can't be, can it? Sargeras never got the chance to stab Azeroth.
Hmmm. Sylvanas still got to try and make a deal with the Old Gods (through Helya) for personal immortality, though, so the rest of it is likely still on track...
Didn't happen onscreen for this story, though, so we shall see.
Hmmm. Sylvanas still got to try and make a deal with the Old Gods (through Helya) for personal immortality, though, so the rest of it is likely still on track...
Didn't happen onscreen for this story, though, so we shall see.
28
"Welcome back," Venri said with a sigh, "Hope things going better for you than us."
"Venir, what happened?" Ren asked as she lead the way into her office, "We were gone for two months!"
She shook her head and got up, rounding the desk and giving Ren a quick hug before she grimaced, "I have been trying to find out exactly what set things off, but tensions has been high and growing since the war with the Legion. Everyone lost a lot of people in the fighting and then when the Island blew up. Since then everyone has been rebuilding and… well, their former enemies are weakened…"
Nodding, I crossed my arms, "I see."
Stupider than normal reasons then.
Ren looked over at me, "We should get Wrathion and return."
"You should," Venir agreed, "This isn't your fight. I have everything my contacts managed to gather while you're away. It'll be ready in a couple of hours."
I turned to her, "Come with us. We can bring your husband, your family."
She just smiled, "I can't go. I need to keep running the company, plenty of profit to be gotten during war."
"…And if you lose?"
"I don't think we will. Haven't yet."
Sighing, I gave her a quick hug, "Be careful."
"Always."
Rengosa smiled, "Let's go find Wrathion and then we'll be back for the notes."
"Not sure you will find him in the city," Venir supplied and leaned back against her desk, "King Anduin and his personal troops left the city weeks ago with the majority of the fleet."
"…And if Anduin left, there is no way Wrathion wouldn't as well," I sighed and rubbed the bridge of my nose, "If my Consort left for a warzone, if there was any chance at all, no way I wouldn't follow."
Not for along anyway.
Ren sighed as well, "Great. So, we have to track him down across half of Azeroth."
"Not only that, but we have to convince him to actually leave with us," I agreed, "That's if we can even track him. He knew we were coming back and if he…" I said as I grasped my tracking necklace, channelling some magic into it.
Wrathions necklace resonated and gave me a direction. It was also not being worn at the moment and was close. It was still in the city.
"...He left it behind," I groaned, "Fucking damn it, Wrathion!"
I'm going to make him eat his own tail!
"We can't leave without him either," Ren said and sat down in one of the chairs close to the fireplace, crossing her legs, "Alexstrasza wouldn't be pleased."
"You're right, it's too dangerous," I agreed, "We left for a reason."
Fucking damn it, Wrathion. Why did you have to do this?
…I can't even blame him for it, I would have done the same. Damn it.
"Looks like we're going to stay here for a while longer," Ren said and looked over to Venir, "Do you have somewhere we can stay?"
She grinned, "No need. Your mansion is still in good condition and being maintained in Pandaria. I made sure part of your profits of all this is being put towards it."
"Venir, what would I done without you?" I asked with a smile, "You're the best."
"Likely bleed to death halfway up a pinetree," she said and walked around the desk with a grin before tossing a key over to me.
"…Yeah, no kidding," I agreed and caught the keys, "Can we still portal from here?"
"Safer to do it outside the city now when they are on the warpath," Ren suggested and got up, brushing down her dress, "No way to know if they put up scrying spells looking for portals in the city. That's just as much of a danger on the way out as in."
"True."
Venir headed for the door, "I'll check how much longer until the material is readied."
Watching her go, I settled won in the chair next to Ren's with a sigh, letting my head drop back, "Why don't anything ever go smoothly?"
"What would be the fun in that?" Ren asked in response and rested her head against my shoulder, "Face it, you would be bored."
"…Maybe, but it would be nice from time to time," I said and frowned, resting my forehead against her head, "For something to just go right just once at a time. At this point, I'd just be surprised if anything went right."
She grinned and pulled back to look at me, "I'm sure it will this time."
"Yeah, right," I snorted and then ran my fingers through her hair, "That's be a first."
Ren just nodded in agreement and then frowned, "How are we going to find him anyway without the necklace? I can't scry for a single dragon on an entire planet. Can you?"
I shook my head, "Well, no," I admitted, "That's what the tracker is for."
"He left the necklace behind, remember? You checked."
"I did," I confirmed before I smiled at her, "But I don't think he left his armour behind. Not going into a warzone."
Ren blinked at me in surprise, "You put a tracking enchantment on his armour?!"
"I made it. Of course I did."
AN// Unbetaed because I'm a big derp, posted early because I have a early morning tomorrow.
"Venir, what happened?" Ren asked as she lead the way into her office, "We were gone for two months!"
She shook her head and got up, rounding the desk and giving Ren a quick hug before she grimaced, "I have been trying to find out exactly what set things off, but tensions has been high and growing since the war with the Legion. Everyone lost a lot of people in the fighting and then when the Island blew up. Since then everyone has been rebuilding and… well, their former enemies are weakened…"
Nodding, I crossed my arms, "I see."
Stupider than normal reasons then.
Ren looked over at me, "We should get Wrathion and return."
"You should," Venir agreed, "This isn't your fight. I have everything my contacts managed to gather while you're away. It'll be ready in a couple of hours."
I turned to her, "Come with us. We can bring your husband, your family."
She just smiled, "I can't go. I need to keep running the company, plenty of profit to be gotten during war."
"…And if you lose?"
"I don't think we will. Haven't yet."
Sighing, I gave her a quick hug, "Be careful."
"Always."
Rengosa smiled, "Let's go find Wrathion and then we'll be back for the notes."
"Not sure you will find him in the city," Venir supplied and leaned back against her desk, "King Anduin and his personal troops left the city weeks ago with the majority of the fleet."
"…And if Anduin left, there is no way Wrathion wouldn't as well," I sighed and rubbed the bridge of my nose, "If my Consort left for a warzone, if there was any chance at all, no way I wouldn't follow."
Not for along anyway.
Ren sighed as well, "Great. So, we have to track him down across half of Azeroth."
"Not only that, but we have to convince him to actually leave with us," I agreed, "That's if we can even track him. He knew we were coming back and if he…" I said as I grasped my tracking necklace, channelling some magic into it.
Wrathions necklace resonated and gave me a direction. It was also not being worn at the moment and was close. It was still in the city.
"...He left it behind," I groaned, "Fucking damn it, Wrathion!"
I'm going to make him eat his own tail!
"We can't leave without him either," Ren said and sat down in one of the chairs close to the fireplace, crossing her legs, "Alexstrasza wouldn't be pleased."
"You're right, it's too dangerous," I agreed, "We left for a reason."
Fucking damn it, Wrathion. Why did you have to do this?
…I can't even blame him for it, I would have done the same. Damn it.
"Looks like we're going to stay here for a while longer," Ren said and looked over to Venir, "Do you have somewhere we can stay?"
She grinned, "No need. Your mansion is still in good condition and being maintained in Pandaria. I made sure part of your profits of all this is being put towards it."
"Venir, what would I done without you?" I asked with a smile, "You're the best."
"Likely bleed to death halfway up a pinetree," she said and walked around the desk with a grin before tossing a key over to me.
"…Yeah, no kidding," I agreed and caught the keys, "Can we still portal from here?"
"Safer to do it outside the city now when they are on the warpath," Ren suggested and got up, brushing down her dress, "No way to know if they put up scrying spells looking for portals in the city. That's just as much of a danger on the way out as in."
"True."
Venir headed for the door, "I'll check how much longer until the material is readied."
Watching her go, I settled won in the chair next to Ren's with a sigh, letting my head drop back, "Why don't anything ever go smoothly?"
"What would be the fun in that?" Ren asked in response and rested her head against my shoulder, "Face it, you would be bored."
"…Maybe, but it would be nice from time to time," I said and frowned, resting my forehead against her head, "For something to just go right just once at a time. At this point, I'd just be surprised if anything went right."
She grinned and pulled back to look at me, "I'm sure it will this time."
"Yeah, right," I snorted and then ran my fingers through her hair, "That's be a first."
Ren just nodded in agreement and then frowned, "How are we going to find him anyway without the necklace? I can't scry for a single dragon on an entire planet. Can you?"
I shook my head, "Well, no," I admitted, "That's what the tracker is for."
"He left the necklace behind, remember? You checked."
"I did," I confirmed before I smiled at her, "But I don't think he left his armour behind. Not going into a warzone."
Ren blinked at me in surprise, "You put a tracking enchantment on his armour?!"
"I made it. Of course I did."
AN// Unbetaed because I'm a big derp, posted early because I have a early morning tomorrow.
QafianSage
Ascending Ape
- Location
- United Kingdom
It's not paranoia if you really will need it. And let's face it, Hiver's been through enough shit at this point that he knows he will.
- Location
- USA
"Please fill out and return this card for warranty services" just doesn't work for transdimentional Etsy sellers and their artesian magic items.
esotericist
A Weary Hand
- Location
- Lacey, WA
No self-respecting artificer makes things they can't find later.
Jordisk
<Unverified N00B>
- Location
- Blind Eternities
- Pronouns
- He/Him/His
...Urza couldn't find the pieces of the Legacy Weapon, which he made. Hence the entire Weatherlight saga. Urza and Mishra were the definition of Artifacers for most of the multiverse, and especially Dominaria.
QafianSage
Ascending Ape
- Location
- United Kingdom
Perhaps, but what they weren't was wise (huh, I alliterated). I mean, they embroiled their home plane in a war that arguably dwarfed any of our own because they couldn't accept that the other got the girl, IIRC. Perhaps not the best examples of foresight.
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- Location
- The Outer Reaches of the Oort Cloud
"Mortals. Mortals, stahp. You're being stupid. Well, stupider than normal. Stahp being stupid."
*screams of For the Alliance and For the Horde*
"Welp, tried diplomacy, failed diplomacy, bring out the magical nukes."
*screams of For the Alliance and For the Horde*
"Welp, tried diplomacy, failed diplomacy, bring out the magical nukes."
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"Kul Tiras," I said and looked down at the map laid out across the table, "Why would they sail there?"
Ren shrugged, "No idea. Never been there, but it does sound familiar."
"Jaina's family hail from there," I said and frowned, "But they're not alliance members. Maybe… that's what this is about. Allies before the real fighting begin."
"Possibly," she agreed and looked at the glass ball that had rolled across the map to rest on the location of Wrathion. Or rather his armour. "We could fly there. There is a portal in the Arathi Highlands, it's not that far. We can fly from the portal outside of Stormwind, be there in a couple of days."
I blinked at her, "We don't have a portal on the island?"
"Never had reasons to."
"Well, we have to fix that then," I said and started to fold the map up.
Ren nodded, "We'll leave tomorrow morning. It can wait that long."
"…It can. I actually kind of missed our bed here."
"Me too," she agreed and then eyed me, "But there is something better than that bed."
"Oh?"
"Space."
It took a second before it connected but as soon as it did, I grinned, "Meet you outside?"
She winked and walked out, the door closing behind her.
I watched her until she was out of sight before I sighed and looked around the room. Not much of a workshop, it used to be my study before we left.
Back then I didn't even know how to work metal without a forge. Time flies when the world is ending.
I kinda missed this place to be honest. Didn't have that much time to spend here really, I was always too busy. But it had been mine.
Ours.
Not the flight's, not anyone else's. It had been Sheila's, Ren's, and mine. We stayed at the tower right now, but I knew Sheila wasn't very comfortable there. Too cold.
Too… draconic.
We had tried to make it as human friendly as possible, at least in our rooms, but… no windows. I knew it wasn't right for her.
I needed to find somewhere better. She deserved that.
…Not just for Sheila. Rengosa and Zrazta may be more comfortable with our living conditions, but they liked nice things too.
They deserved better.
As soon as we get back, I'll find a good place to start construction. Somewhere nice, but not as cold as where the Tower was. Somewhere with nice defences and not too hot.
Somewhere a bit further south.
Somewhere with plenty of room to fly that won't terrify the locals. Somewhere with mountains.
I couldn't help but smile to myself at that idea.
Now I just needed to track down Wrathion and beat him across the head until he stopped being a idiot.
…That would be easier said than done. It took my Flightleader to stop me from going after Sheila and Ren when they went to war.
Even that didn't work for long.
Wrathion WAS a flightleader. Getting him to go along would most likely mean outright making him do it.
I would need to Challenge him to get him to come, with his Consort heading to war.
No way he would simply be convinced to come along. It would get physical.
Damn it.
He was my friend. But the entire Wyrmrest Accord had decided we should stay away from this world other than short visits until The Old Ones could be defeated permanently.
I didn't think there was any real chance he would get corrupted just sticking around a couple of years until the war was over.
But it wasn't up to him. Nor was it really up to me.
Sighing, I turned to walk out and down the stairs to the rear of the building. Rengosa raised her head from where she had been laying in the wild grown grass.
"Took your time," She said, and nose bumped against my chest.
"Needed to think a bit," I admitted and scratched just beneath her eyes, "If Wrathion left his tracker in Stormwind, he won't like being found."
Ren nodded, "I know. But we can't leave without him. Let's go hunting."
"That sounds great."
AN// Big thanks to FPSCanarussia for betaing this section.
Ren shrugged, "No idea. Never been there, but it does sound familiar."
"Jaina's family hail from there," I said and frowned, "But they're not alliance members. Maybe… that's what this is about. Allies before the real fighting begin."
"Possibly," she agreed and looked at the glass ball that had rolled across the map to rest on the location of Wrathion. Or rather his armour. "We could fly there. There is a portal in the Arathi Highlands, it's not that far. We can fly from the portal outside of Stormwind, be there in a couple of days."
I blinked at her, "We don't have a portal on the island?"
"Never had reasons to."
"Well, we have to fix that then," I said and started to fold the map up.
Ren nodded, "We'll leave tomorrow morning. It can wait that long."
"…It can. I actually kind of missed our bed here."
"Me too," she agreed and then eyed me, "But there is something better than that bed."
"Oh?"
"Space."
It took a second before it connected but as soon as it did, I grinned, "Meet you outside?"
She winked and walked out, the door closing behind her.
I watched her until she was out of sight before I sighed and looked around the room. Not much of a workshop, it used to be my study before we left.
Back then I didn't even know how to work metal without a forge. Time flies when the world is ending.
I kinda missed this place to be honest. Didn't have that much time to spend here really, I was always too busy. But it had been mine.
Ours.
Not the flight's, not anyone else's. It had been Sheila's, Ren's, and mine. We stayed at the tower right now, but I knew Sheila wasn't very comfortable there. Too cold.
Too… draconic.
We had tried to make it as human friendly as possible, at least in our rooms, but… no windows. I knew it wasn't right for her.
I needed to find somewhere better. She deserved that.
…Not just for Sheila. Rengosa and Zrazta may be more comfortable with our living conditions, but they liked nice things too.
They deserved better.
As soon as we get back, I'll find a good place to start construction. Somewhere nice, but not as cold as where the Tower was. Somewhere with nice defences and not too hot.
Somewhere a bit further south.
Somewhere with plenty of room to fly that won't terrify the locals. Somewhere with mountains.
I couldn't help but smile to myself at that idea.
Now I just needed to track down Wrathion and beat him across the head until he stopped being a idiot.
…That would be easier said than done. It took my Flightleader to stop me from going after Sheila and Ren when they went to war.
Even that didn't work for long.
Wrathion WAS a flightleader. Getting him to go along would most likely mean outright making him do it.
I would need to Challenge him to get him to come, with his Consort heading to war.
No way he would simply be convinced to come along. It would get physical.
Damn it.
He was my friend. But the entire Wyrmrest Accord had decided we should stay away from this world other than short visits until The Old Ones could be defeated permanently.
I didn't think there was any real chance he would get corrupted just sticking around a couple of years until the war was over.
But it wasn't up to him. Nor was it really up to me.
Sighing, I turned to walk out and down the stairs to the rear of the building. Rengosa raised her head from where she had been laying in the wild grown grass.
"Took your time," She said, and nose bumped against my chest.
"Needed to think a bit," I admitted and scratched just beneath her eyes, "If Wrathion left his tracker in Stormwind, he won't like being found."
Ren nodded, "I know. But we can't leave without him. Let's go hunting."
"That sounds great."
AN// Big thanks to FPSCanarussia for betaing this section.
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Flying higher, I banked and peered down towards the town below. Wrathion was far below, somewhere in the castle overlooking the town.
At least according to the tracking spell.
Of course, the massive Alliance fleet anchored outside the city was also a bit of a clue. The fact that it was actually matched by the local fleet anchored right next to them.
The locals liked their ships.
The terrain was relatively mountainous across most of the large island, we would need to land quite a bit outside the city and then make our way there.
…Or…
I suppose would could just land and ask to be taken to their leader. These people knew about dragons.
Of course, they also knew that dragons usually ate their kind if things came to conflict. So maybe it wouldn't be a good idea.
Ren flew up next to me and looked my way, "We should land out of sight."
"No arguments there," I agreed and banked to follow her. We slowly circled above the city, slowly making out way towards the closest hill outside the city. It was stony and with no real trees on it.
No people either.
As we dipped behind the hill from the city, I dropped the blurr spell and beat my wings, pulling up to circle down for landing, settling down on the stony and windswept grass, a bunch of rabbits running for cover as my claws touched the ground.
Folding my wings, I stretched and let me breath out, laying down on the ground as I closed my eyes for a second.
Ren let out a small tired sound and rested her head across my neck, "My wings ache."
"No wonder, we'd been flying for a day and a half," I answered quietly and shifted to lean a bit against her in turn.
Long distance flying from time to time was nice, but this was a bit too much of it. To be completely honest, my wings ached too.
"…I so need to get that flying ship project working."
Ren made a sound of agreement and started to breath evenly. Fast asleep. Oh no, I'm stuck. Can't move without waking her up.
Such horror. Oh well, nothing more to do about it.
Casting a quick summon spell to make Witcher stand guard in case somebody spotted us, I closed my eyes and went asleep with her.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Something slowly woke me up and it took me a second to realize exactly what it was. As soon as I did, I sighed.
It was raining on us and hard at that.
…Maybe if I kept my eyes closed, it would get bored and go away?
Ren made a small unhappy sound and sighed, "…Perfect," as she nosed at my neck, "It's raining."
"Is it? I didn't notice," I grumbled and received a well earned sharp nip for it.
Groaning, I got up and stretched, spreading my wings before glancing towards the skies. It was dark out, the sky was completely overcast and the water was just pouring down on us.
"…Yeah, turning into mortal form in this will just be awesome," I commented and looked over at Witcher. He looked absolutely drenched. Not that it seemed to be bothering him overly much.
Of course, if Renhad been wearing an actual white dress instead of an illusion over her armour it might have been much better, but even that pro didn't exist right now. We were just being rained on with all the drawbacks.
Fucking Wrathion.
Sighing and settling down again, I shook the water of my wings, "Wait until it's over."
Ren nodded and shifted around a bit to rest her head across my forelegs, "Should have gone earlier."
"…Yeah," I agreed and rested my chin ontop of her head, "Try to get some more rest."
Now the wind is picking up too. Awesome.
Why did it have to rain? Why couldn't it be nice snow instead?
With some luck though, it would have stopped by the morning and then we could head to the city and track down Wrathion and Anduin.
This was just brilliant.
Oh, hey, I think it's letting up… and now it's pouring down again.
Sigh.
AN// Unbetaed and posted early because early morning tomorrow.
At least according to the tracking spell.
Of course, the massive Alliance fleet anchored outside the city was also a bit of a clue. The fact that it was actually matched by the local fleet anchored right next to them.
The locals liked their ships.
The terrain was relatively mountainous across most of the large island, we would need to land quite a bit outside the city and then make our way there.
…Or…
I suppose would could just land and ask to be taken to their leader. These people knew about dragons.
Of course, they also knew that dragons usually ate their kind if things came to conflict. So maybe it wouldn't be a good idea.
Ren flew up next to me and looked my way, "We should land out of sight."
"No arguments there," I agreed and banked to follow her. We slowly circled above the city, slowly making out way towards the closest hill outside the city. It was stony and with no real trees on it.
No people either.
As we dipped behind the hill from the city, I dropped the blurr spell and beat my wings, pulling up to circle down for landing, settling down on the stony and windswept grass, a bunch of rabbits running for cover as my claws touched the ground.
Folding my wings, I stretched and let me breath out, laying down on the ground as I closed my eyes for a second.
Ren let out a small tired sound and rested her head across my neck, "My wings ache."
"No wonder, we'd been flying for a day and a half," I answered quietly and shifted to lean a bit against her in turn.
Long distance flying from time to time was nice, but this was a bit too much of it. To be completely honest, my wings ached too.
"…I so need to get that flying ship project working."
Ren made a sound of agreement and started to breath evenly. Fast asleep. Oh no, I'm stuck. Can't move without waking her up.
Such horror. Oh well, nothing more to do about it.
Casting a quick summon spell to make Witcher stand guard in case somebody spotted us, I closed my eyes and went asleep with her.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Something slowly woke me up and it took me a second to realize exactly what it was. As soon as I did, I sighed.
It was raining on us and hard at that.
…Maybe if I kept my eyes closed, it would get bored and go away?
Ren made a small unhappy sound and sighed, "…Perfect," as she nosed at my neck, "It's raining."
"Is it? I didn't notice," I grumbled and received a well earned sharp nip for it.
Groaning, I got up and stretched, spreading my wings before glancing towards the skies. It was dark out, the sky was completely overcast and the water was just pouring down on us.
"…Yeah, turning into mortal form in this will just be awesome," I commented and looked over at Witcher. He looked absolutely drenched. Not that it seemed to be bothering him overly much.
Of course, if Renhad been wearing an actual white dress instead of an illusion over her armour it might have been much better, but even that pro didn't exist right now. We were just being rained on with all the drawbacks.
Fucking Wrathion.
Sighing and settling down again, I shook the water of my wings, "Wait until it's over."
Ren nodded and shifted around a bit to rest her head across my forelegs, "Should have gone earlier."
"…Yeah," I agreed and rested my chin ontop of her head, "Try to get some more rest."
Now the wind is picking up too. Awesome.
Why did it have to rain? Why couldn't it be nice snow instead?
With some luck though, it would have stopped by the morning and then we could head to the city and track down Wrathion and Anduin.
This was just brilliant.
Oh, hey, I think it's letting up… and now it's pouring down again.
Sigh.
AN// Unbetaed and posted early because early morning tomorrow.
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Krazyfan1
Worrying for the future.
- Location
- Australia
Since Blue dragons are all about cold and ice and stuff, "Blues find all forms of ice and water welcome, most making their lairs in the frozen peaks of mountains or in caverns near, or under, freezing water. "
i'm surprised they are finding the rain uncomfortble...
i'm surprised they are finding the rain uncomfortble...
Jordisk
<Unverified N00B>
- Location
- Blind Eternities
- Pronouns
- He/Him/His
Multitudes of small impacts on hard scales, plus enhanced (compared to Human) hearing. Rain on hard objects is annoying enough for us. They have better hearing and carry the hard thing.