DRAGONLORDS. IT IS TIME FOR ADVENTURE. IT IS TIME FOR GLORY. IT IS TIME TO SHOW THE STRENGTH AND SKILL YOU HAVE INSTILLED INTO YOUR DRAGONS. YOU WILL BE TRAVELING TO AN ARCHIPELAGO TO RAID THE TEMPLES ON EACH ISLAND. YOU WILL BE RAISING AGAINST YOUR FELLOW DRAGONLORDS. SOME WILL FALL NO DOUBT. YOU WONT BE MISSED IF THAT IS YOUR FATE. GREAT REWARDS AWAIT YOU.
Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.
The sounds of the realm returned to the young Dragonlord as he felt the wind of of Noctua bombard him. His men more or less knew what was coming even if the Dragonlord hadn’t relayed it yet. Many lives had recently been lost in defeating Gustav and his forces on those cursed islands. New dragons roamed the kingdoms and kingdoms have been fortified. It’s time for an adventure.
It was a weary existence. Leading your people to notoriety through your dragons and your defenses. A regular, unending cycle of build, attack, breed and attack. All the while not more than pawns in the hands of your gods. Even meditating in the chamber to visit the lands of Atlas has become a predictable chore. With luck this adventure will be exciting.
“My Lord, what have the Gods tasked you with?” The captain of the guards for the young Dragonlord eagerly asked.
“Talbor, we will be journeying to the Storm Islands of the Elements. Treasure awaits us!”
“My Lord Calard, which dragons shall we bring?” That was a good question. The goods spoke of skill and strength. Skill and strength of which drag… hmm. Maybe. Yes, that’s it.
“Talbor, we will bring them all.”