Omen: 4, 9

  “No wo’s going to take so long,” Adam said, trekking with the rest of the group, wiping his brow from the thick sweat which had gathered.

  They had followed the road up to Jaghi for a little over a day before they veered eastward, keeping the forest to their right. Sir Harvey stopped often, finding all manner of pnts and herbs, as well as cheg the health of the pnts nearby.

  “It is part of our role,” Jurot said, simply. After all, they were to escort the High Alchemist, but it wasn’t just Goldarb he was looking for, he seemed to have other tasks at hand, which he did not share with the rest of the party.

  They had e across a few beasts wherekked through the forest, and evehey followed the pins, but none dared to get close.

  “I thought it was going to be dangerous,” the Half Elf said.

  Jurot nodded. “In a few days times, it will be.”

  “What will be waiting for us?”

  It on his words that a rge number of beasts appeared ahead of them, running across their path. They were rushing northwards, towards the group’s left, bounding away as they cried and shrieked. There were all manner of beasts, from elks to bears, even wolves, all seemingly appearing at the same time.

  “What’s up with them?” Adam asked.

  “I do not know,” Jurot admitted, before looking towards Aizaban and Lanban.

  The older Iyrmen stared at the beasts for some time, narrowing their eyes as they fell into thought.

  “They’re spooked,” Adam said.

  Something pinged in the back of his mind and he quickly shot his gaze upward. “Eyes to the sky!”

  Perception CheckD20 + 3 = 5 (2)

  The sun, which had beat down on the group, causing them to take more frequent breaks, blihe Half Elf.

  “Adam,” Jurot said, patting the Half Elf’s arm, “Dragon.”

  “Dragon?” Adam asked. “Is it a White Dragon?”

  “Yes,” he said.

  Adam’s heart began to pound wildly. ‘It has to be them. I k. I… I…’

  Aizaban and Lanban gnced between one another, and Paul stood between them, his brow covered i.

  ‘Seriously! It was true?’

  They all had thought the same thing, but the tone in Paul’s mind was different than the Iyrmen’s.

  Their eyes fell to the Half Elf, who was standing still, frozen, deep in thought.

  ‘A White Dragon? Those guys are probably fag it right now, but I ’t just bring along Dunes and the others, they would die.’

  “A White Dragon?” Sir Harvey said. “We should leave. A White Dragon isn’t something that we -“

  “Lanban!” Adam shouted, calling for the Iyrman’s attention. “Lead the way! You guys stay here and protect the High Alchemist!”

  Lanban grinned wide. “I shall lead the way!”

  Adam’s eyes fell to Aizaban and Paul for a moment, nodding towards the pair. “Let’s go.”

  The four darted away from the group, only to be followed by ahe other Half Elf who had been following along.

  Lanbahem forward, towards the forest, which was near silent. His Iyrman ears twitched, hearing the distant sounds of battle, whily enticed him near. ‘A White Dragon!’

  Aizaban was following behind in her heavy pte mail, having donned her shield, which ainted with the symbol of Wahtu, which was fshing hot. It spurred her steps, though her feet were ag from the journey. ‘A White Dragon!’

  ‘A White Dragon!’ Paul thought, cursing the world. ‘I ’t believe it!’ He remained near his wife, who would probably be targeted first due to the fact she riest.

  A roar filled the air as they burst onto the se, seeing a group of four exhausted Adventurers in battle with a rge, terrible, yet magnifit, Dragon. None would dare call the creature a beast.

  Terrifyingly rge, with white scales, some which had been marked by the magic of the Gods, fking away from her body. Her wings beat with such force, that it was hard for even the Dwarf beside her to keep his pce as he swung about his warhammer, trying to strike her down.

  The woman beside the Dwarf, adorned in her breastpte, held her bde and shield, trying to defend herself, though her shoulder had been wounded not long ago.

  There was an Archer, shooting at the creature, but her arrows bounced off, but the magic of the Wizard struck true, missiles of magic striking against those powerful scales.

  Battle OrderD20 + 1 = 15 (14)

  “Aizaban!” Adam shouted, catg the woman’s attention. She had almost charged forward to meet the Dragon in battle. “Get to the Wizard in the bad defend him! Your number one priority is to make sure he doesn’t die!”

  The Iyrman turned on her heel, and bolted towards the Wizard, who he appearance of the newers onto the se.

  “Paul! Lanban! Subdue the dragon! No, kill it if you !” Adam’s heart pounded wildly as the two beside him charged forward.

  “I have e to sy you!” Lanban roared, his maul in hand.

  ‘ime I’m saying no!’ Paul thought, his eyes fshing towards the Archer. ‘Wait, isn’t this…’

  Wisdom SaveD20 + 1 = 18 (17)

  ‘What the hell am I doing here?’ Adam thought as the trio moved, eagerly charging forward into the fray. ‘I ’t just go and face a huge fuck off Dragon like her. Shit! Shit!’

  His body shook as the fear took root within his mind, but he ched his fists tight, thinking about what he had to do.

  ‘No!’

  Adam inhaled deeply.

  “Vandra! e here, you fug bitch! I’ll make you into a neckce!” Adam roared as he rushed forward.

  Jonn had been behind the Half Elf, wielding his spear tightly within his hand. ‘This guy’s crazy! He’s crazy!’

  Mana: 8 -> 7Spell: Bless

  Adam, clutg his die tightly in hand, raised his sword. “Yoing to make the best neckce!” he decred, filling himself and the two charging Silver Rank Adventurers with his Divine Magic, trusting that Aizaban would be fine.

  “Fresh meat?” Vandra said iongue, lig her lips. She had he presence of various magical items nearby, and the st of the various ons the newers possessed only filled her with a deep treasure lust. ‘Delicious!’ She noted how far the other Priest was, beside the Wizard who would soon be a snack for her. ‘No healing from her!’

  Vandra leapt up to the sky, bsting the Dwarf and the woman away from her, before darting towards the charging pair of Silver Rank Adventurers, knowing that the weakened group would flee as they were too weak to face her.

  She inhaled, her throat expanding slightly, an icy breeze esg her lips before she bsted the area with her Dragoh.

  stitution SaveD20 + 5 = 23 (18)

  Health: 52 -> 22

  stitution SaveD20 + 5 = 6 (1)D20 + 5 = 9 (3)

  The chill struck through Adam, the jagged ice cttering against his armour and cutting through his skin. The Half Elf nearly dropped as the icy breath nearly shattered his body, causing his spell to fail.

  ‘Damn it!’

  Lanban had taken quite the beating from the icy breath, but he leapt forward, raging like a beast as he struck the creature’s gut with his maul, causing Vandra to screed stumbled beside him, allowing him another blow.

  Paul, who had ma off the icy breath of the Dragon, slid to his knee and brought up his bow, slipping a hand into his robes before bringing out one of the Dragon Sying Arrows he held within them, kept hidden from the Dragon’s senses by another dimension.

  “No! It’s you! Deathsinger!” Vandra roared. “Stay out of my business, you fleas!” It was then she smelled it, the putrid stench of a Dragon Sying arrow. “No! No!” She fpped her wings to try and escape, but the Dragon Sying arrows, two of them, struck deep into her chest, causio shudder and stumble, as a beam of light, a Guiding Bolt, struck her i.

  “No!” Vandra roared, having already taken quite a blow from the four from before, and she nearly fell. “I shall return to feast upon you!”

  Warrior Spirit: 3 -> 1Health: 22 -> 27

  Attack (Fnking)D20 + 8 = 18 (10)D20 + 8 = 19 (11)Hit!Mana: 7 -> 51D6 + 2D6 + 3D6 + 5 = (2)(1, 4)(4, 5, 6)27 damage!

  Onward Soar: 1 -> 0

  Attack (Fnking)D20 + 8 = 14 (6)D20 + 8 = 26 (18)Hit!Mana: 5 -> 31D6 + 2D6 + 3D6 + 5 = (3)(1, 3)(3, 5, 5)25 damage!

  As it tried to leap upwards, f Lanban away with its wind, Vandra sauny creature within puthral pte mail leap up with a powerful bde. Her head darted forward to try and bite against him, since he wore such great armour and wielded such a great bde, she could at least take him away to fill her hoard.

  “Who gave you permission to flee?” Adam asked, gripping his bde tightly within his hand.

  As those mighty jaws sowards him, Adam caught her jaws with his shield, and pierced her jaw through with his bde, which fshed white hot with his Smite.

  Vandra screeched as the bde struck through her neck, realising just how powerful the blow had been, as she almost fell to the bess of death.

  “No!” the dragon roared, trying to toss him off of her, but Adam kept a firm grip on the shield which was caught in her mouth.

  He raised his white sword, which caught the sun across its bde.

  “Sorry, but my sister’s waiting,” he said, swinging down, cutting through her nece again, cleaving through the meaty appendage, and cutting her screeches short.

  He dropped, the dragon’s head nding on top of him and pinning him underh. The dragon fell on top of Lanban, who had swung once again to meet her, causing her entire body to shake as she dropped beside him.

  The Iyrman roared with ughter, throwing his fists into the air. “Yes!” he decred. “The Dragon is sin!”

  VictoryVandraXP Gained: +1000XP: 970 -> 1970

  Adam y there uhe head, panting for air.

  ‘That was easier than I thought.’

  His eyes fell to the group of four, which had regrouped, and had watched as their nemesis was finally sin. He smiled and pushed Vandra’s head off of him, before rolling over to stumble onto his feet.

  “Lovely weather we’re having, isn’t it?” Adam said, panting as he made his way over to the group of four.

  His eyes caught Rojer’s, then Redboulder’s, who had removed his helmet to reveal a nasty scar, retly gifted, before then looking to the two women, who were humans.

  They stared at him, w who he was, and unsure of what he was doing. They had randomly appeared, with two Iyrmen, one of whom had healed their Wizard, who had nearly fallen from Vandra’s assault not minutes ago.

  “Who the hell are you two?” Adam asked, gng at the women, raising his brows.

  “We should be asking you that, stranger,” the woman in the armour said.

  “I’m Adam, son of Fate,” he said, taking off his helmet to reveal his pointed ears. “I expected to meet a Lady, along with another who artly of my kind,” he said, looking to the other woman. ‘Did it ge again?’

  “You’re a Half Elf?” the woman gasped, staring at Adam. She also he Copper Rank tag on dispy, whily caused her eyes to fill with more fusion.

  “Yep,” Adam said, wiggling his ears. “Anyway, I was here looking for a Lady by the name of-“

  “White Grace!” Paul called out, quickly rushing over towards the four.

  Their eyes shot over to Paul, full of shod suspiore so than for Adam. “You’ve heard of us?” the woman asked, staring at the man.

  “I’m Vice Master Paul, from the Red Oak branch,” he said, extending a hand and greeting each of them.

  Almost instantly, the entire group rexed. “It is good fortuhat we meet,” the woman said, shaking his hand.

  “You aren’t kidding,” Paul replied, throwing a look to Adam. “You were looking for this party?”

  “That’s right,” Adam said.

  Paul bli him, and the other four stared at him in shock, their eyes quickly falling to Paul with a quizzical look.

  “Don’t ask me,” he said. “I don’t uand him o.”

  ‘What just happened?’ Jonn thought.

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  I have no idea, Jonn.

  I have no idea.