Rhea's Tales
Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2024 11:49 pm
The armored spellsword, and the lithe archer make their way across the plains of Solamnia on their way to the coast, the ogres proving little challenge to the pair, The spellsword cutting them down with sword and magic, Rhea has been whistling the whole time, lost in their own world of tales to tell, and barely paying attention to her surroundings, the pair round a corner to see their prey bearing down on their position.
The Green Dragon attacks the archer who jumps out of the way, repeatedly dodging attacks, while her spell sword companion summons up the strength of spells, summoning a Hellhound, and a red dragon to take on our Green prey.
A few short minutes later, the dragon lays dying on the ground.
The first part of their task done, though possibly could have been avoided... Why was the beast so far from it's lair?
The duo continued through the swamps, finally reaching the cave, they were nearer their prize.
Countless Dragon twins fell to the Spell Sword, a fair few fell to the Archers Arrows, eventually they reached the room where the Green Dragons nested, the egg was the goal, The Spell Sword took his prize, while the archer looted the room.
To their immediate terror, the giant Dragon from before came back, rested from our previous fight, and ready to go, countless blows were struck between the giant and the summoned red dragon, not to mention the Spellsword standing in melee slinging sword and spell each. No doubt incensed from the taking of it's eggs the dragon put up a tougher fight than before, but eventually it fell.
Once it was all said and done, the Spellsword announced his intentions, and who he really was, A Knight of the Thorns, gifted magic by his Dark Queen, and now with egg in tow, he would soon be a Dragon Rider.
Dragon Rider and I parted ways, on the road outside, I was off to bed, to think up how to weave our encounter into my next epic.
The Green Dragon attacks the archer who jumps out of the way, repeatedly dodging attacks, while her spell sword companion summons up the strength of spells, summoning a Hellhound, and a red dragon to take on our Green prey.
A few short minutes later, the dragon lays dying on the ground.
The first part of their task done, though possibly could have been avoided... Why was the beast so far from it's lair?
The duo continued through the swamps, finally reaching the cave, they were nearer their prize.
Countless Dragon twins fell to the Spell Sword, a fair few fell to the Archers Arrows, eventually they reached the room where the Green Dragons nested, the egg was the goal, The Spell Sword took his prize, while the archer looted the room.
To their immediate terror, the giant Dragon from before came back, rested from our previous fight, and ready to go, countless blows were struck between the giant and the summoned red dragon, not to mention the Spellsword standing in melee slinging sword and spell each. No doubt incensed from the taking of it's eggs the dragon put up a tougher fight than before, but eventually it fell.
Once it was all said and done, the Spellsword announced his intentions, and who he really was, A Knight of the Thorns, gifted magic by his Dark Queen, and now with egg in tow, he would soon be a Dragon Rider.
Dragon Rider and I parted ways, on the road outside, I was off to bed, to think up how to weave our encounter into my next epic.