This post today is about dragons... and some Dark Elves too! Not just any dragons, mind you, but baby dragons! Err, I think the proper D&D term is young dragons, somewhere between hatchlings and adults. Also, we add a little more fluff to our storylines, particularly for our Drow/Dark Elves/Night Elves, who havent been active since their debut. I have been wanting to give more screentime to their main characters... so here's their chance.
Alyza cares for her hydra very much, as you can see she is scratching one of Slithers seven heads.
Queen of the Andals and the First Men, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, Breaker of Chains, and Mother of Dragons
Mama mia! Thats a spicy meatball!
They have security issues because the other hatchlings teased them for not being "proper" dragons.
Schoolyard Dragon Bully: Why dont you have wings? Why do you have too many heads? 8 feet? Thats gross!
Alrighty, enough with the new minis!
Time for the fluff...
When last we left you, a certain battle took place in a scary room full of angry little Dwarves who carried cruel weapons... (from the point of view of this story's protagonist)
Wandering on paths that other men have not seen. Behind the sky. On the other side of the rain.
Just a little further, little dragon...
She speaks Dragonese, thinks Vermithrax, but maybe I shouldnt be so trusting!
But what does he have to lose, he lets her guide him onwards.
There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
Time to decide if he trusts her, for a dragons true name is power. Vermithrax thinks about the bloodlust he detects in Alyza. Blood... disease? sickness. Blood drinker! But she has been sooo nice! Vermithrax relents and decides to throw caution to the winds of fate.
Alyza says: "I shall call you Vermy! Vermy meet my other children!"
They swarm around Vermy and snort and sniff at him, welcoming him to the tribe. Success!
Lord Alric: The Orcs are preparing to attack the East Gate. The Dwarf forces who were victorious at the Chamber are moving back to join their main army, if they do the Orc attack will fail.
Alyza: You want to help the Orcs? Thats new!
Lord Alric: True, Orcs are not our friends but the Dwarves are even worse. We must not allow the Dwarves to regroup.
Alyza: What do you want of me?
Lord Alric: Use your dragons to harass and delay the Dwarves!
Alyza: Risk my dragons?
Lord Alric: I will send Magister Ludi and his Shadowfire cultists to help with these hit and run attacks. We will have them running in circles, then when they are tired and demoralized, we will strike and defeat them! After that, we will move on the East Gate and slaughter everyone remaining there, be they Orc or Dwarf! While there are countless more Orcs in the Underdeeps of Moria, at least here we shall be the masters! The Drow will rule the upper halls of Moria again!
Alyza: So be it! But afterwards, I want first choice of the Dwarven captives. Three quarters of the captives will do. I need fresh blood for my baths... and my baby dragons are hungry for fresh meat, they grow tired of foul orc kabobs. I will bake those meddling Dwarves! Dwarf pot pie will make my babies grow to be big and strong.
Lord Alric: Half of the captives, Countess. You get first choice, fine. But only half. Your dragons arent the only ones that need to feed.
*Lord Alric's cursed sword begins to howl*
Alyza: (to her dragons) Children... pay attention please! Custard! Let go of Oona's tail! The real playtime is coming, children. Here is what I want you to do...
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So there is our fine little treat of a post! Hope you enjoyed it, as much as I did in making it. Until next post...