A New Threat

[lankycheese]

*flicks a look to Dayn*

Unfortunatly Dayn, you seem to think we have unlimited time on our hands. I did not say we should rush in head on to fight these demons, but I said we must make a stand, and now.

I don't think this is Tiamat but I will not rule out that possibility, I doubt she is yet strong enough to bring this kind of force to the world. But either way, we do have some time, as it sounds as though they have their eyes set on Varana first before us.

I'm a fool? *smiles slightly* Yes I probably am, but that will not stop me from defending this nation.

[s4rx7]

*the old man gives the Paladin a funny look as he calls himself a fool* Well lets take alook at exactly what we know about this threat. The grape vine tells me we have already been attacked by white and Prismatic dragons. Where any of you their?

[Crimson Knightmare]

We have already been attacked by several Black wyrmlings.. Along with several Sorcerers and priests so there is GOD involvment. As well and make note of this. They use death magic upon those on the battle feild.. I dont recomend going out there inless you have protection against Harm,Destruction,Implosion.. Though there is no magic that can defend against Implosion as of late the gods seem to be angered by its use..

Be wary and gather what we can

[whiteguyinblues]

Jon glares at Dayn, but resists the temptation to teach him some manners.

I will send out my scouts and see if I can locate these dragons. I still suggest these foes be researched more. Who is the most knowledgeable Lore Keeper of Dasaria? This person should be consulted.

Jon looks to heaven

[Vahene]

Heaven looks at Jon. "The mages in the Tower of the Staff.. are the most knowledgeable.. though I am.. hesitant to say it.. they are.. wizards." She seems to nearly spit the word. "If anyone would be able to help us, they should be able to. Or the librarian in the Queen's Library, or the Tower's Library, either of them could help us, I imagine.. or direct us to where we could find help."

-H

[whiteguyinblues]

I will leave for Dasar immediatly. Perhaps those who have more knowledge of the creatures should go with me. I will be waiting at the Seaside gate in a few hours. I wish to leave before mid-afternoon, so don't waste time. Gather what you need and lets get going.

Jon heads to the Blue boar to gather his things.

[Pvt.Zombi]

Zippo had already done packing and was about to leave Daris through the Farmland Gates when he heard that other, more combat inclined people where also going and thought for a moment.

"Hmmm let's see here, brave the long dangerous road to Dasar by myself, or follow a group of heavily armed and armored adventurers ready to kill anything that dare approch us?

Zippo, aside from being a brilliant scientist and inventor, was also a tremendous physical coward, so this was a very easy choice. He began moving toward the group of people conversing and called after the man that was organizing the party.

Count me in, you'll need a scholar, such as myself, on this trip...quest...thing.

[Clerified]

(This is Mitch's POV from last nights event. Anyone else can feel free to write up your own, and major props to DM Farore-Sama for a fantastic time.)

Using dragons as slaves... the N'Astis tainting the temple of Anu... Tiamat's evil; he should have pieced it together sooner. The Forerunners, or The Collective were the names the draconic cleric had given. Mitchifer swore under his breath, "I knew they were moving against Anu's domain this whole time, but to think they would go this far..."

He scratched his neck tiredly and his muscles popped as he turned stiffly in the solid hospital chair. Despite the fact that he had travelled many times back and forth from Dragonwatch to Daris in the past few days, Mitchifer's source of restlessness always stemmed from his inner spirit rather than physical fatigue. He had taken a hiatus from heavy armor and combat as a kind of fasting after Lone was rescued, almost on a gut feeling, but it was a difficult adjustment he had taken.

Then again, it turned out for the best, he thought. He didn't want to think about having to offer the sacrifice of dragon's blood to Anu if he had to have killed the creatures himself. I've done enough dragon slaying in a lifetime. he thought to himself quietly.

The cleric was slowly approaching middle-age, yet he felt like the old Patriarch of his birthtown in Haven, some worlds and a dimension away. Mitch had always thought he'd be there to replace his mentor when the time came, but circumstances were he would not see that future possibility come one day. And he had friends in Haven. Close friends and comrades he had grown up with in the small village nestled in the valley of the eaves of a mountain range. Daris had become like his Haven in many ways, defending it from destruction and evil... But some things did not remain the same, such as the faces that came and passed. Mitchifer was used to a nestled population, grew up knowing those around him. In the bustling port-village of Daris, people were like the rolling waves of the ocean as they appeared and disappeared in a range from the smallest ripples on the surface to the crashing whiteheads of a land-reforming tsunami.

It was always enjoyable during the quiet hours of solitude to sink into the memories of faces like Khavi, Hunar, Rowan, Holly... Some memories left more feelings than others, thought Mitchifer as he swept off the melancholy blanket resting comfortably around his thoughts and got to his feet. He picked up his traveling gear and headed out of the lobby of the hospital and into the hall leading out into Daris. "There are memories, then there is the present," he muttered, and felt a bit surprised at his tone. I know I haven't been to the city lately, but I wish Shalandra had told me about Nara... He found himself standing like a statue at the front exit of the hospital and let out a small sigh as he pushed open one of the double-doors and breathed in a lungful of the brisk morning chill. It helped to clear his mind, which was his only reprieve sometimes, and he felt a little better.

A little ways more south, the ocean breeze and sounds lifted Mitchifer's vigor even more as he started his umpteenth trip to Dragonwatch Keep. The current situation of dragon attacks was almost resolved the day prior with the bold frontal put into action by the group of Daris including Jon Albrecht, Ivae, Yuna, Ariadne, himself, and Falson Almoran. They were able to discover who was behind it, and how to stop them, which was why Mitchifer travelled as early as he could with a few hours rest to get Lone Starraiser.

The taint of Tiamat on Anu's temple outside of Daris was giving the dark hydra control over all the other dragons, and Lone was the only one, the Chosen One, who had the ability to rid the temple of Tiamat's hold. The messengers of Anu had told them this when they were confronted by Tiamat's servant and a N'Asti drow female. The conflict of the dragon attacks could not be resolved if the blood of the curseholder was spilled in the temple, so the sorcerer Falson incompacitated the drow and forced her to retreat. It was also with his ingenuity that the source of those controlling the dragons was revealed to be centered at the temple of Anu by Tiamat's followers. Each group member risked the Demon plane of Pandemonium and possible entrapment into the unknown portals Falson was able to retrieve from the resonance energies of the draconic cleric, and they had come to the point now when the resolution of the situation had been presented.

The boy and girl in the temple had appeared to Mitchifer for the second time yesterday, since they made their initial sighting in the temple when the land had been disrupted by a terrible plague of the Four Horsemen of Apocalypse. And they had given the heroes of Daris another chance to save the land, this time from a third faction who if successful in gathering their fleet of dragons, could completely take control of Dasaria.

Mitchifer had heard the messenger's dismay when they saw that he was the only worshipper of Anu in their midst, but the importance of each person and their background that had gotten them this far to curing Tiamat's evil hold on the land was not lost to the cleric. He had chosen not to fight, but the rest of them fought for the things they held important, and Mitchifer believed in them. He had found what was important to him, and he believed in it. "However, it might be time I picked up the gauntlet again..." he whispered to himself as he slipped on the Gloves of The Hin Fist. As he continued his path to Dragonswatch, the robe-clad priest of Anu's hands radiated thunderous sounds of sonic booms and his figure was a sillouette in the crackling electric blasts of Anu.

[whiteguyinblues]

Jon sat quietly in the hospital. Since he started the campaign agianst Varana, He was a regular guest of the hospital. This time he was treated for a large cut on his leg where a dragon claw pierced his armor. He gazed out of the window as the last remnants of sunlight disappeared on the horizon. As he looked into the night sky he reflected on the recent events in the Temple of Anu.

After tonight, it is obvious that I will be the one to restore order in this place. My sword was the first to pierce dragon flesh, and I led my fellow Dasarians to victory over the Dragons. Could now be the time to assert my authority? The people are in obvious need of my guidance.

Suddenly Jon’s thoughts are invaded,

Thinking about altering the plan??

If we wait much longer there will be nothing left of the village. Varanites attack at will, and now Drow command an army of Dragons…

We see what is going on. Be patient, our time will come. First we must organize our followers. Then we will gain favor with the people. Do not let Chaos affect our judgement.

Very well, we will do as you say.

Good! Your leg has healed Sir Albrecht; perhaps it is time to return to the village.

Jon gathered his things and set out once again. HE knew Dasaria needed him, and he had no time to waste.