SECTION 3 CHAPTER 1 - Challenge of the Sea
Continued around a month later....
The 34th Day of the Month of Vryce's Arrival, Year 544.
September 27th, 2008, Earth time.
The pig's first thought was of panic, which seemed natural as here he was
falling through the sky towards certain death.
The pig's second thought turned into magnificent joy as he quickly learned
some impressive aerodynamic moves.
The pig was swimming and falling through the sky with long slow kicks,
looking like a happy flying pig, when he had his third thought, which was
impressive as pigs do not normally think so fast.
The ground was approaching and he was being pulled towards that giant
Oloth, the ancient ruby dragon, flamed on, roasting the pig as it was
slowly descending from above. Oloth's entire body quivered in ecstasy as
he delicately snatched the pig out of the air and crunched down, splitting
it into pieces with his impressive teeth. Sprawled out and on his back,
Marious simply shook his head as he looked up at his dragon friend lying
down beside him.
Marious did not mind feeding pigs from his prized stock to his old friend,
but this trick was getting old after four hundred years. His mistake was
that day long ago. He was trying to impress a young lady with pigs flying
Marious felt almost no connection to that impulsive younger version of
himself lost to centuries past. That day though was still clearly
imprinted into his mind's eye. Out of nowhere a giant ruby dragon came
diving out of the sky right at the princess! He crashed down into a
graceful tumble and jumped up standing right in front of her, striking an
incredibly silly pose, an imitation of himself as he stood there arms out
in fake concentration while he controlled the flying pigs with his magic.
He still had to admit it was hilarious. His mistake was when he sent the
pigs tumbling through the sky towards the dragon in mock anger. Oloth
surprised him and flamed on and ate each roasted pig with an exaggerated
grace of a stage actor. The princess went from laughing to shock in
seconds and ran off, never to speak to him again. Marious never got a
chance to explain that he monitored the pigs' happiness and put them out
before they ever felt fear.
The great war wizard, a man to be feared across this world or any other,
stretched out on his back and pushed himself up onto his elbows as he
lazily looked out across his belly at the Sea of Infinity. He said, "Vryce
is probably sleeping like a baby."
The giant dragon continued the game and telepathed, "Vryce is probably in
the heart of Mount Vryce sitting on a giant pile of gold."
Meanwhile far away to the northeast and deep down in the dragon's lair,
Vryce was being thrown around like a rag doll inside of his new
experimental fae shield. Zeksagmak was going berserk, destroying his lair
as he whipped about trying to get Vryce out of his mouth. Vryce shouted,
"Where better to test this new fae shield then in the jaws of the mighty
Vryce was thrown around violently but seemed to enjoy himself as he
shouted, "Tell me what you remember Dragon! Just one thing then! Tell me
just one thing you remember after after you died! I need to know!"
The dragon thundered a reply into Vryce's mind, "DIE!"
The most powerful ruby dragon in history crunched down with every ounce of
muscle as he raged on.
Vryce stood up inside the dragon's mouth and shouted, "Finally ready to
speak are we?", just then the shield failed. The resulting CHOMP could be
heard for miles and triggered an avalanche, burying the combatants under
tons of rock.
Hours later back on Star Island, Marious took a sip of his beer and
continued his explanation as he pointed to the giant fae clam coming
ashore, "If a solar eclipse starts anywhere on Medievia they come here and
deposit the stae, slowly forming this giant star shape over thousands of
years." Marious took a longer sip and continued, "If we take the new stae
off the island during the solar eclipse it retains its ability to store
fae magic. The faeorbs we will make will give the immortals fae power!"
Marious spilled some beer as he gestured wildly, "Everything changes, even
for you old lizard!"
The wizard motioned to his right at Moon Island and explained, "Every new
moon the giant fae clams go there and deposit frae, which as you know is
the only material known to float on our oceans filled with fae magic."
Oloth the massive dragon watched a giant clam so large it could swallow
him and his whole family. He raised a massive dragon-sized eye brow as the
clam turned and spit out a tiny spec of stae. Oloth mindlinked, "You are
crazy old man. That clam is the size of Medievia Castle and could only
produce that one small piece the size of your head?" Oloth twisted around
to look directly down at Marious and telepathed, "Tell me, oh great and
wise war wizard from the distant past, what is the trick? How can you make
fleets of ships and orbs for everyone with such small pieces?"
Marious was picking a small chicken bone out of his teeth when he calmly
muttered, "Well old friend, I do not know, yet." He pointed a chicken leg
at the monster-sized clam and said, "We could investigate, but my new
theory is working. Why change!?"
Marious performed his mad war wizard cackle with even more glee than
usual, and said "We sit here and stuff happens." He paused and exclaimed,
"We wait, and eventually somehow it will all just work out." Marious then
conjured another large mug of beer and a king-sized sun shade.
Oloth replied with a dragon-sized laugh of his own, "Things do tend to
work out here on Medievia don't they? It is as if some grand architect was
behind it all."
The old and powerful war wizard sipped his new beer as he enjoyed the day.
Looking out over the Sea of Infinity he could see the Moon Island's
southern tip far down the horizon as the sun played tricks on the whole
distant but glorious scene. Marious, enjoying the good times said "Vryce
is probably playing in Adversary and ignoring all tells." Oloth rumbled
the reply into Marious's mind, "Vryce is probably in his study deep in
thought about the next big problem for you to solve."
Two hours later Vryce prepared himself to face the only being that he
feared would actually kill him some day, his Necromancer!
The Necromancer was conjured up from some alternate reality by Vryce when
he founded Medievia, and he was in all ways Vryce's equal in power. That
was how it worked. The Necromancer is not a demon. He is an incredibly
powerful soul who once ruled over the darkest most evil galaxy of the old
universe, or so Vryce assumed.
This is Vryce's first Necromancer and he was not proud of it. The
Necromancer collected the souls of the departed and fed Vryce's infinite
need for power - as the souls were recycled Vryce shaved just a little
off the top. He wondered again if the people would still love him if they
knew where much of his power came from.
Vryce turned and looked at the Necromancer, as he had done every month
since year zero, and shakes his head again as he gets the same feeling as
usual, that he is somehow being hustled. The dark spirit from the
netherworld seemed to enjoy these battles, even though he has yet to win
one. The Necromancer was bound by a powerful spell and a trick Vryce
played on him long ago. Part of that deal was that once every new moon he
was able to win his soul back in combat of their choosing. The necromancer
chose magic combat with weapons that day long ago and has long since
stopped trying to beat Vryce in his chosen way. Today, as it has been for
many years now, the Necromancer and Vryce would battle in the combat Vryce
chose way back on year zero.
Vryce, not a man for habits, started his ritual thinking again anyway,
"544 years now, 17 months per year, 5 weeks per month, 7 days per week..."
Focusing in on the seriousness of the situation he continued his mental
exercise. He tried not be distracted by the fact that this is the month
the people call 'The Month of Vryce's Arrival'. The Necromancer pulsated
in that black smoke from death way he has as he glared at Vryce. He
appeared at once to wish to kill Vryce and kiss him, a creepy sight that
would give anyone pause.
Vryce stumbled mentally and then thoughts of Marious and the need for frae
and stae shatter his concentration. The Necromancer seems to notice
Vryce's uncertainty so he quickly continued his habitual pre-Necromancer
battle thinking, "Carry the four, add the years.." Vryce thinks on, "This
is the 9,253 battle. It is as important as the first, he reminds himself,
and as deadly as the last will prove to be. This is the 323,790th day of
my control. It will not be the last."
Vryce finished preparing for battle with his loyal collector of souls,
making sure he was ready before they started. If he lost, the Necromancer
would have his soul and complete control of Medievia. With that in mind
Vryce stiffened himself for the challenge and said, not without some
affection, "Your move smokey."
The Necromancer popped in and out often to collect souls, gone and back
almost faster than the eye could see. Sometimes it was just once a minute
but at other times he phased in and out a dozen times a second, it was
such a time now. The Necromancer moved as if in a black smoky blur and
Vryce could not help but think again that this was truly a creepy thing to
see up close.
The Necromancer, ready to start, slowly leaned forward to engage Vryce in
battle and begins. He said with a voice filled with thousands of souls
speaking at once, "King's pawn to E4."
Meanwhile flying over Moon Island, Marious holds onto Oloth's neck as they
fly around the giant fae clam as it made landfall. He telepathed his old
dragon friend, "We have been flying for almost ten minutes. We should
rest! The sooner we kick back and wait for something to happen, the sooner
Medievia will provide the answer!"
Oloth turned and landed expertly onto the moon island with exaggerated
style, even while mentally counting how many of the promised prize pigs
Marious relaxed into a conjured chair as he sat next to his old friend,
protected from the midday sun within the dragon's giant shadow, he took
another bite of his sandwich and telepathed, "Vryce is probably stretched
out on his belly getting a deep back rub from Soleil."
One hour passes as the game continues while a few others join in.
Chengsan the mage hero was sitting nearby with his friends and could not
help but join in, "Vryce is probably fencing with the death knight in
Bloodstone." Marious laughed at that one and added, "Vryce is probably out
picking daisies in the dark woods." Prince Kalidus joined in with, "Vryce
is probably pub hopping with Scruff."
Oloth was now floating on his back, slithering back and forth across the
shallows with his belly exposed to the sun. He telepathed, "Vryce is
probably taking a shower with the spirit of the world, deep down in some
secret magical water wonderland."
Chengsan felt like a natural at this game as he said, "Vryce is probably
playing hop scotch at the animated chessboard with Soleil." Duke Komyer
decides to add his theory, "Vryce is probably deep sea fishing." Chengsan
seems to take over the game and quickly adds another, "Vryce is probably
spearing fish with Poseidon off the coast of Trellor."
Meanwhile, on a planet far away, Vryce was flying across the ocean at
supersonic speed, fists out front like some sort of flying super man as
he crashed into ship mast after ship mast, disabling the whole fleet in a
matter of minutes. His body took a heavy beating but before he risked true
death he teleported out and landed onto the giant tortoise's shell.
Instantly healed, he jumped and flew away again, loving the ability to fly
without a dragon here on the Khrait's home world.
Vryce took aim for the demon-spawn volcano and flew down deep through its
center at max speed. He exploded into a massive cavern filled with
hellrippers, hellreapers, and hellraiders. He slowed down and let out some
rage, the rage of not being allowed to do this on Medievia. He took out a
few hundred and was in incredible pain and agony as he teleported out and
landed on top of the massive tortoise shell.
Vryce sat down, a speck of life sitting on a creature the size of a
mountain range. He relaxed for a moment, fully healed physically but
mentally recovering from hours of pain and risk of actual death so far
away from Medievia and his poor Necromancer. Vryce said, "I fear this
will only slow them down a little while and we still have not found the
source of the frae. We cannot make any ships."
Jakob the giant tortoise melted into the mind of Vryce as perfectly as a
kiss from Soleil melted into his lips and said, "Do not feel bad about the
Necromancer my son, for you will soon learn that he is just practice.
Soon, your immortals will have to control their own Necromancers, and you
will have to control them."
Vryce was still recovering from thinking about how to control immortals
here on the Khrait home world where they can fly without a dragon. He
hardly had time to worry about them controlling Necromancers before Jakob
continued, "The battle is upon us. The Khrait must flee their home world
soon before it is too late. We know what will follow them to Medievia."
Vryce sat perfectly still, eyes closed and loving his life and the code
for which he lived it. The healing powers felt so close to Jakob was part
of why he felt so good, the other part was when Jakob spoke. It was as if
the writer behind the story of Vryce was turning a page and letting him
take a peek. Vryce said, "When will we know why the Khrait fear them? My
newest heroes dispatch hellraiders weekly, sometimes alone! It takes just
a few immortals to destroy hellreapers and hellrippers." He opened his
eyes and shook his head as he continued, "Jakob, I just took out a hundred
in 10 minutes." Vryce stilled his heart waiting for the reply even though
Jakob rarely answered any direct question.
"I must warn you again.", Jakob thundered into Vryce's mind in a way that
made Vryce feel that Jakob was truly concerned about this point, "You must
not interfere. The immortal heroes will save Medievia or they will lose
it. The fate of this galaxy is their's to decide. They must figure it all
out Vryce." Jakob changed into a mood that he then fed into Vryce's mind,
calmly showing him many possible outcomes, all bad.
Vryce remained stoic and with a poker face said, "Ok. The planet exploding
is bad." Vryce could not help it and gulped as he said, "The planet being
moved to some chaotic hellish universe where my Necromancer is from is
bad. The fae and rae being set off to destroy the universe itself, also
Vryce waited a moment and said cheerfully, "Every possible outcome for
Medievia ends with the destruction of the planet, and your death, and you
tell me your next destination is Medievia."
Vryce waited until the silence broke his calm and asked quietly, "Jakob,
do you want to die?"
His mind was filled with billions of years of flashbacks and of millions
of times showing Jakob not dieing when by all rights he should have. It
came in a flood just powerful enough for Vryce to understand that he went
too far in asking.
Vryce stood and shouted, "It is difficult arguing with a being older than
time!" Vryce looked about and yelled, "and so large I feel like a flea!"
Vryce knew that Jakob felt that this time was different. Jakob would die.
Vryce said loudly, "Just go somewhere else and I will take care of
Medievia. The heroes of Medievia will save the galaxy. Marious always
reminds me, 'things have a way of working out'."
He loved when Jakob spoke to him. Jakob felt like a mixture of the voice
of god and the father he never knew, but instead of listening he stood up
and said, "I know. I know. Don't come back. Don't risk my life. Wait for
you on Medievia." Vryce started to run and flew off and away, risking one
more daring attack before returning to the planet he ruled over.
Hours later back on Medievia, Marious heard the news via telepath, "Prince
Kirius from the Tribe of Malicious Exiles found a way into the fae clams!
If they fly a dragon slowly over the clam and circle, the giant clam
apparently sucks them inside of itself with some unknown fae magic!"
Marious repeated the news to Oloth and said, "Soon I can summon Vryce with
answers!" He pointed at the ocean and continued, "He is probably switched
with a dolphin and playing dolphin games just off the beach there." Olath
flamed the latest pig as Marious magically floated it into his gaping
jaws. Oloth swallowed it with a disgusting display of pleasure as the
powerful ruby dragon mindlinked, "Vryce is probably disguised as an
immortal and is running down the road with that new faeball like some
crazy school kid."
Vryce spent the next hour in his study catching up on the neverending
grind of running a world. He finally sat down to enjoy a dinner fit for a
king, a massive ham feast prepared just the way he liked it. His stomach
gave off a god-like rumble as he leaned over to skewer a large section
onto his plate. Just as he was about to pierce the most promising section,
the whole ham meal disappeared.
Oloth sighed happily and said, "Marious, that last one was already cooked.
It was perfect!" The dragon belched and telepathed, "Vryce is probably
enjoying one of your prize hams with Soleil right now." Marious spoke
while thinking out loud, "The people would pick my family's history of
breeding prize swine over my station as their war wizard!" He added, "I
hope you are full Olath. I fear I ripped that last pig off of someones
table by accident!"
Marious laughed at the thought of a disappearing dinner as he said, "Vryce
is probably riding a dinosaur while playing polo with his god friends."
Nearly two hours later and far to the north at a secret location Vryce
stood next to the chair placed there for his 'comfort' and looked around.
Encircling him was one hundred dragons. They were mostly the oldest
dragons on Vryce's side of the dragon war. Vryce shouted, "All I am saying
is that the battle is nearly here and you will not lower the charge for
dragon flight? Does gold rule your every decision?" The massive golden
dragon mother who appeared to be in charge of this conclave stood up
taller and mindlinked, "You do not control us my lord. Gold is worth less
as humans uncover more of it from below and yet we have not asked for
Vryce replied, "It is true. And yes I do not control you ancient one, but
know this, it is only because I have had no reason to - yet."
Vryce tried not to feel small as he looked about, surrounded by one
hundred creatures that could kill a normal man in a second. They all stood
up taller as Vryce finished his last sentence, perhaps the most
threatening words ever uttered to a dragon conclave. Vryce hated to do it
but enough was enough. We have good dragons and we have bad dragons and it
is time the good dragons helped him for once! Vryce calmly waited for a
reply as he realized that Oloth was not here. Marious must be hard at
work, Vryce thinks again, as he mentally thanks the universe for giving
him such a powerful and hard working assistant.
Thirty minutes later Xanalor from The Seventh Circle clan appeared before
Marious and bowed deeply. Marious started to speak but then slowly put his
beer down. He dusted crumbs off of his belly while ducking under his sun
shade as he slowly stood up after a little snooze. He tried to look more
like a man in charge as he said, "Good news?" Xanalor tried to give a
detailed report as he said, "To be fair the credit goes to my friends as
well, Nadddre, Noelio, and Ferral. We were inside of a giant fae clam over
there and killing as many baby clams as we could when the clam made land
fall!" Xanalor pointed down the beach and said, "Look!" Marious cast a
quick farsight and instantly saw it, a fairly large pile of frae! Typhius
teleported in followed by Chengsan. They grinned at Marious as he turns to
Marious stretched his arms out wide, made a show of turning his palms up,
and suddenly clapped his hands together high over his head. Fireworks lit
up the late afternoon sky and magic confetti fell down from above! Marious
echoed to the land, "I have found the source!"
Oloth tried to cough politely just to make a point, but it came out way
too loud and with some fire. He nearly torches Princess Ferral!
The grand war wizard laughed and said to the legendary hero Xanalor, "You
and your friends have done Medievia proud today, but still, this will not
be enough. We need to find out how to collect a lot more frae and stae
Xanalor laughed, feeling daring and proud, he said jokingly, "Let us get
back to work then my lord and I am sure you will figure it out!"
Marious slapped him on the back with affection and agreed, "Medievia does
work in mysterious ways. Perhaps the answer is in the bottom of a nice
warm bowl of stew. You and your friends go back to battle inside of a
giant fae clam, and I will explore the stew theory!"
Minutes later Marious was finishing his early dinner as Oloth walked
ashore and sat down next to the wizard. The dragon, dripping from his
latest swim, shook violently, laughing as the wizard quickly created a
shield spell around himself. Oloth telepathed, "The more baby clams the
heroes kill inside of the giant clam the more frae or stae the giant clams
deposit? Let me try!" Oloth pointed his head high and trumpted out a jet
of flame that nearly reached the clouds. It was quite the display! Heroes
across the island cheered at the sight and sound of such a powerful ally.
Marious simply said, "Vryce is probably below the oceans underworld,
playing chess with Davy Jones." Oloth plumped down on his side as he
telepathed, "Vryce is probably out on a romantic cruise on his warship,
with a crew of night sirens!"
Just then deep below the Great Blood Sea in his secret facility Vryce
prepared to go off world. Vryce was a master archmage, he was THE master
archmage, the most experience wizard when it comes to blood and souls in
the known universe for all he knew. He was about to risk death to try to
travel to a planet nearly one hundred times further in jump distance than
he has ever attempted. He could not say why he was trying this now. It
must have been the flashbacks Jakob showed him and Jakob's unfailing blind
faith that he would not die. He knew of this target world before he came
to Medievia but it was always too far away to attempt. It was not worth
the risk. It is still not worth the risk Vryce thought, as he continued to
Vryce wondered if he was mad one last time as he focused his mind on his
destination, the rumored home world of the dragon species.
He smiled a little as he wondered what Soleil would think of him now,
naked and covered in blood, standing in the middle of an octagonal room
made from blood, deep below a one million square mile lake of pure blood.
Five centuries ago in the middle of the most remote dark woods Vryce could
find he cast one of his most powerful planetary spells. Blood from all
sentient beings would be magically preserved when they died and would
slowly seep and travel to this spot. Little did Vryce know how long he
would be on this planet nor how great his powers would expand. He may soon
have to teach some immortal heroes how to use the Great Blood Sea and his
ancient wizard knowledge, after all we would not want the sea of blood to
flood the entire continent. It is nearly time for the Medievia immortals
to be trained to travel to other worlds.
He allowed the blood to ooze over him as he focused his mind, calling
forth a bit of the soul from every cell of blood above in the Blood Sea.
Miles above, the sea of blood started to drain its mind into the mind of
Vryce. Slowly Vryce's mind became one with the planet as the body of Vryce
transforms and drips away as it turns into dribbles of blood. Vryce
continued his focus, every trip like this was a real risk and he half
expected to die every time. The timing was key. Just as the last particle
of what was his body transformed into blood and fell down to splatter the
bloody floor, Vryce exploded into his mind the thought of a destination,
far far away off world on another planet.
Vryce became a singularity, nothing but a simple thought of magical energy
capable of traveling great distances. He focused deeper and used the
surface of the Great Blood Sea like a giant magical antenna to transport
himself to a planet further away than anyone has dared before. Risking
death, risking leaving Medievia to his Necromancer, risking Jakob's great
plan, Vryce popped off-world.
Moments later on Moon Island, Bberke from the Righteous clan appeared out
of thin air and ran up to Marious saying, "It is true my lord. Inside the
clam are hundreds of baby clams that grow quickly. We can kill a hundred
times more if we time it right and go below where they are still young!
The trick is that we must get back to the top before the clam sends the
jet of water out as it would wash us all to our death. If we work as a
team we should be able to get these things to dump a mother-load of frae
and stae every time!"
Heroes pop in from all over the island to congratulate Bberke with
figuring it all out. Grinning from ear to ear they all laugh as Marious
makes a mighty gesture and creates the spell to make confetti fall from
the sky from sea to shining sea. Marious turns to them and says, "We have
done it! Summon Vry... .."
** Vryce appears with an ear-splitting bang! **
Marious and Oloth stood tall and proud as they explained to Vryce the
secrets behind fae clams. Marious finishes and appends, "And so now I will
lead a new naval force and we can br.." Vryce cuts him off and responds,
"Well done Marious, well done indeed!" He turns and faces the mighty
dragon saying, "Well done Oloth. I am sure you worked on this critical
project every bit as hard as Marious. Do you know what all of this means?"
Oloth nodded, and then shook his massive dragon head no.
Vryce smiled and explained, "Every new moon and every solar eclipse I want
dragons flying heroes to and from this place so that we can harvest as
much as we can."
Oloth took in the all-knowing smile Vryce gleemed at him as he slowly
understood what he was saying.
Vryce continued, "Tell them that I will not take no for an answer this
time. During solar eclipses and during new moons I expect dragon flight to
be nearly free of charge. Is that understood?"
Oloth mindlinked to the master dragons what Vryce said along with the view
of Vryce's confident and all powerful death-smile for good effect.
Oloth telepathed, "You know they will not approve of this my lord. Why
push this too far?"
Vryce, knowing all of the good dragons were seeing him from Oloth's mind's
eye, stepped forward as if to poke the dragon and said, "I will not
explain myself to you or your kind Oloth. I will ask one more time, Am I
Marious looked toward Vryce as he stood in front of his giant dragon
friend and wondered if Vryce knew what he was doing. He looked up at Oloth
and felt sympathy for his old friend as the tension in the area scaled off
Oloth spat out with choking regret, "I understand....we understand."
Oloth shook his head in amazement as he found himself saying, "We will do
as you say my lord. We will give nearly free dragon flight during new
moons and solar eclipses." Oloth then bowed deeply towards Vryce and with
deep sincerity linked, "We also apologize for our desire for gold."
Vryce smiled up at Oloth and laughed as he said, "Dragons talk a big talk
about gold but I knew there was never a question about the good dragons'
motives. I never doubted that you would agree to my demands because I know
your heart Oloth. I know what separates a good dragon from a bad dragon
and it is honor. It is a dragon-sized honor!" He smiled at Oloth and said,
"Broadcast this for me please."
Vryce stepped forward and touched the massive dragon's foot as he looked
up and said, "Before I arrived, dragons were just another monstrosity on
what was a hellish planet gone wrong." Vryce looked around at everyone
coming to encircle the area and said, "We found that dragons could fight
their evil thoughts but only if they did not live underground. At first
only a few dragons gave up their lairs and their evil ways. I did not
force them. They did it because I questioned their honor!" Vryce patted
Oloths toe and shouted, "We soon learned that dragons have great honor!
Honor enough to match their terrible thoughts and their incredible power!"
He turned to face everyone and said, "That honor has held strong since the
day I arrived 544 years ago! Today we honor the good dragons with good
news! I have learned of a thing from afar. It was just rumor before but
now I have proof. I have seen it with my own two eyes. I have learned of a
thing called a 'Dragon's Spire', an island created by fae magic featuring
a large mountain filled with dragon's lairs! This is a place where dragons
can raise families without their offspring becoming evil!"
Throughout the land dragons could be heard trumpeting and singing as Vryce
exclaimed, "Dragons can soon raise families without fear! The age of
dragons on Medievia is nearly upon us!"
Just then as the sun set Squire Bartenis from the Seventh Circle clan led
a large wing of dragons that thundered across the sky in a giant formation
making the letter V. Lateous from the Legion of Legends clan came flying
by with another formation that stopped directly overhead. The dragons
individually circled tightly and overall kept a tight V formation, upon a
roar they all flamed on creating a massive stationary V of fire across the
Vryce, not wanting to hog Marious's glory grasped him by the shoulders and
while grinning echoed across the lands with the voice of a god, "Marious
has saved us all yet again! Today is the day of Marious, our great war
wizard, our greatest servant, our savior! All Hail Marious!"
Marious made a grand spectacle of it all, stopping only much later when
Oloth was seen down on the beach doing his best 'Marious being the center
of attention' impression to a large laughing audience of heroes.
Marious joined the crowd by flying in with flame coming out of his mouth,
landing in a smart tumble to jump up standing, doing a perfect 'Oloth the
most dangerous dragon in the world' impression complete with a magic
induced roar that knocked half of the crowd off their feet.
Vryce smiled as he took in this night. He smiled even brighter as felt his
inner voice sing as Soleil must be approaching. Just then a solitary ray
of sunlight momentarily blinded Vryce as Soleil appeared, arm around his
kissing him as she watched a flaming letter M cross the night sky.
Soleil smiled as she watched Marious and Oloth down on the beach as heroes
from across the land came to thank them and be a part of history.
Soleil took Vryce's hand and placed a small rock in it, the original piece
of frae shaped like a crescent moon, made into a necklace by Soleil
herself. Vryce lifted it up and let it hang by his finger. The chain was
made from braids of Soleil's hair instilled with subdued golden rays of
sunlight. Vryce felt a shiver run up his spine as he took in the sight of
Soleil as she stood in front of him, her face profiled by the warm light
of the beach fires to their side and the giant flaming M far above, she
could always take his breath away. Vryce smiled as she looked at her
creation dangling from his finger, her eyes sparkled reflections of it as
she said, "This was a gift for you but perhaps we should give it to
Vryce nodded and stepped into Soleil's embrace. He quickly leaned down and
kissed her, the combination of souls intertwine and become inseparable for
infinite instants as they share a private moment together. Afterwards
Soleil took Vryce's offered hand and strode down to the beach towards
An hour later Marious stood with the priceless prize necklace boldly
displayed on his chest as Oloth mindlinked to Marious, Vryce, and Soleil,
"Today has been a great day. I will sleep tonight dreaming about a lair of
my own and a family to care about me the way Soleil cares about you
Vryce." Marious nodded in agreement and said to Vryce while looking at
Soleil, "You are truly blessed my lord. Perhaps one day even I will settle
down and start a family."
Vryce waved as if to leave after that ridiculous statement and put his arm
around Soleil, the best prize in this galaxy or any other. He said, "We
are off! I am looking foward to a simple night home alone with Soleil."
Soleil hugged Vryce's shoulder as she asked him, "How was your day?" Vryce
answered just before teleporting off with her, "Nothing much. The usual. I
went here and there. Maybe I will tell you about it over dinner. I am
Marious mindlinked Oloth, "Vryce is probably tired after a long day
waiting for us to solve the planet's problems." Oloth returned, "Vryce is
probably tired of endless days filled with infinite power and control over
our planet." Vryce telepathed them, "Vryce is probably in bed with Soleil
saying to her, 'Marious is probably too proud to wear that gift'. Marious
and Oloth laughed as the necklace disappeared in a flash.
Soleil then telepathed them, "Vryce is probably locked in my embrace as I
fill his soul with sunshine until morning." Marious smiled as Oloth
linked, "Good one. I nearly forgot that she was the one who started this
High atop Mount Vryce in his hidden cabin Soleil smiled again towards
Vryce as she was thinking back to the day he gave the small piece of
original frae to her. He told her that day about the future filled with
sea travel and great ocean adventures. That day seemed long ago now but
here they were at the dawn of a new age for Medievia, an age filled with
ships and fae power. She spoke out loud, "I wonder what will happen next?"
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