When legends are born...

As Glorfindel and Talyn ventured further and further into the caverns they became more capable of dispatching their myconid foes, eventually besting one of the most brutal variants. With the killing of the Myconid sovereign-guard, the duo found their first real spoils of adventure; a powerful healing elixer, two pheonix downs and gauntlets the allowed for a quick counterattack. They decided it would be best to set up camp as the next area most likely held the beast they were looking for…

A night passed and the men went unharmed. They quickly prepared themselves for the day and set off into the burrowed out depths that awaited them. As they progressed they found more and more pieces of insectoid that matched the description of the beast they were hunting and sure enough, they would come to find something had beaten them to the punch. As they climbed out of the scarred earth onto level ground and what appeared to be an open area with tunnels weaving all around it, they saw the remains of their mark being devoured by a young purple dragon. It seemed that the Dragon was aware of their presence before they were aware of his and simply stared at them as he finished his meal.

As it seems to always be the case, Talyn, friend to dragons, attempted to speak with the beast before any violence broke out and thankfully, the dragon was a willing participant. The beast, known as Nalvanthas, questioned the intelligence and tenacity of the men for entering into the lair of a Dragon; they must have a death wish or an incredibly good reason for disturbing a beast of such esteem. Talyn explained their mission and tried his best to avoid confrontation but Nalvanthas already had plans for the men: He explained that if they could bring him the princess of Korallis, Nalyssa alive, he would allow them to live but otherwise he would kill them on the spot or, if they thought of betraying him, hunt them down. The men couldn’t bare to kidnap a princess and deliver her to a monster so, in an instant, diplomacy ended and combat began. The men fought the dragon valiantly and did everything in their power to vanquish the beast although the process was quite painful: Glorfindel fell victim to the dragon’s dominating mind control and ended up attacking Talyn, both elixer and pheonix down had to be used to keep the men alive, and Talyn went through his entire day’s worth of healing supplies. Despite the difficulty, the duo persisted and survived- slaying the dragon and showing the world they were ready for greater deeds. As the men recovered, they took as much of the dragon as they could, believing that dragon parts may serve them well in the future. Along with the actual body parts, the duo discovered the dragons hoard which consisted of several magical items and a hefty amount of riches… Slaying a dragon proved to be quite profitable…

The men left the lair but not without one last hitch; as Talyn walked over the decaying remains of the Ankheg that Nalvanthas ate, a strange worm struck him in the neck and burrowed through his skin, binding itself within his throat and to his tongue, an odd sight to be sure but it seemed it would end up being somewhat beneficial…(?)

Talyn and Glorfindel returned to the King and told him of their exploits. Needless to say, King Borgadus Amicus was thoroughly impressed and wanted to reward them as well as involve them further in the business of Korallis. He told the duo about Prince Joragus and how he was lost as an infant to Gloomrot disease… His wife, the late queen could not stand for the loss of her child and made a deal with a demon to bring back their son. The queen traded her life for the revival of the prince along with the infusion of the demon into the boy. From that day on, the King worked tirelessly to make sure that Joragus had in him the best values of Korallis and the Amicus family. By any measure, it appears that the demon within is akin to a teifling, trying to be accepted in a world where demons are seen as evil outsiders… Beyond this knowledge, King Amicus asked if Talyn and Glorfindel would become official Dragonslayers of Korallis, an honorary position held by the most elite warriors in all of the lands. The men had heavy hearts about their decision and told the King they would need to consider all options before them but would have an answer at the parade(being held in their honor) the next day.

Before the day ended, the men checked around town to see if anyone could do anything with the dragon components they had obtained; a smith named Hallus informed Glorfindel that it would be possible to craft armor if he had the right metal (hellicon metal) and Archon blood. The scales were left with the smith and Glorfindel moved on… Similarly, Talyn asked around town to see if anything could be made from the dragon talons that he had removed, he paid 20 gold to the local alchemist to do heavy research and contact him as soon as anything is discovered. Finally, the men inspected the property that they had aquired through a deed found in the dragon’s hoard. A large, four-story tower that had not been used in ages… As the men walked in, the tower seemed to ‘recognize’ them as the new owners and activated its inside mechanisms… The first floor was a fairly barren room holding what one would expect to find in any home upon first entering it; however in the center taking up most of the area was a platform with a console mounted on top of it that seemingly controlled the position of the platform inside of the tower (aka elevator). The men hopped on and ascended to the second floor… The Second floor was a massive dojo; a training room for warriors of all kinds and a perfect fit for Glorfindel. He would step off at this level and check things out further as Talyn ascended to floor three. As soon as the Elevator made it to the next floor, Glorfindel felt an odd sensation, one of arcane nature overtake him and his surroundings. It seemed that this floor held power over the flow of time and allowed him to train himself to better handle a two-handed weapon. Minutes outside of the tower acted as months on the second floor and as Talyn finally came back down from inspecting the rest of the tower, Glorfindel had mastered an array of new exploits with his newly acquired greatsword…

Talyn on the other hand made his way to the third floor and found what was most likely a magi’s study; it served as a library as well as a workshop for rituals, alchemy and artificing. This room held no “magical properties” as the dojo but would serve Talyn well in the future. Finally the fourth and top floor served as both a saferoom and a launch pad for flying mounts. The safe room held magical hearth properties, bestowing a state of rest to any that entered it.

This tower had much potential for the team and for now would serve as a top-notch headquarters and safehaven.

The day of celebration: Talyn and Glorfindel rode atop a massive elephant accompanied by the entire royal family; King, prince and princess. As they rode through the city, the King prompted them for an answer: Would they become Dragonslayers? Glorfindel quickly accepted the mantle and presented the King with the head of Nalvanthas to honor him. He gladly accepted and thanked the elf for his kindness. He could see that the Deva was torn on the notion of killing Dragons, as one of his long time friends happened to be a beneficent dragon. The king explained the two types of dragons in the world and that, for now, they would only need to hunt the malicious chromatic dragons; like the purple they had killed days before. With this knowledge, Talyn accepted, albeit cautiously and the crowd rejoiced at the announcement and ceremonial appointment of two, true-to-life Dragonslayers!

The celebration ended and the duo were given their first real assignment as Slayers; a dragon that had taken up residence outside of Wintershaven, near Glorfindel’s farmhouse and was causing widespread panic. Additionally, this dragon may have been responsible to the senseless killing of Glorfindel’s family… The men left immediately, riding their newly acquired ebony dragonflies to the identified location. As the men flew over the family farmhouse, they became quiet, praying silent prayers of remorse, comfort, and vengeance… Soon the possible killer would be brought to justice and if not, it would be but a stepping stone to the real culprit.

With the mountain opening in sight, the men prepared themselves for whatever lie ahead but it seemed their target had gained a literal drop on them and swooped in from above, catching them midair and forcing them to fight on their flies, as novice riders. The dragon however, was somewhat inexperienced fighting midair against intelligent targets as well and only managed to do minimal damage before the duo made it to the plateau, where an apparent entrance had been carved out (big enough for a dragon to squeeze through). The dragon unleashed a volley of attacks, coating Talyn in Icey cold breath and forcing all of his bolts to fly much slower. Glorfindel on the other hand, was overwhelmed with bloodlust and pulled off what can only be described as an epic maneuver; switching to his hookshot, he successfully latched onto the dragon, midair and launched himself 50 feet through the air onto the back of the beast. As he did this, Talyn broke his frozen state and launched volleys of bolts which tore through the rough scales of the creature. The dragon, confused and disoriented could do nothing but fly high into the air to try and shake his rider off and dodge incoming crossbow bolts but it seemed the elf had gone berserk and would not accept being taken for a joy ride… Glorfindel slammed his massive greatsword down into the back of the dragon sending it spiraling towards the ground. As it caught itself midair and regained flight, the elf fell like a meteor into the back of the dragon once more, sword first. Everything in the dragon said fall but its reptillian brain kept it airborn, despite the incredible pain it now felt. It rolled and rolled but could not shake the elves deathgrip until finally, on solid ground he flung himself onto his back and managed to break the hold that the elf had. The bloodied body of the dragon would become more of a problem for the duo as the adrenaline flowed giving power to the dragons breath. Blast after blast the men were buffetted by waves of icey cold and felt the pain as the dragon neared death. It would be Talyn that, through a continuous assault, ended up taking down the dragon – two bolts through the skull put the beast out of its misery for good! Two dragons had been killed and the men were living up to their newly bestowed titles. All that was left now was the loot inside the lair!



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