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The white-haired Pixie had left his home of the Deep Woods several days ago, given the task of investigating the massive meteor that fell to the south. Most Pixies were conservatives, wishing to keep the status quo, and this falling fireball was bound to bring change. Those more magically attuned among the Pixies sensed the coming meteor before it could be seen in the sky. All of their magical senses told them that this meteor would bring great change.

Personally, Dumas liked change, it made life interesting. So that’s why the meteor so fascinating to him. So he quickly packed light, with a cloak, bag of goods, and his trusty sword. He had told the elders that he would be traveling south, to take a boat to Pataliputra. But in truth he had a quicker route, as he knew where a few portal doors were. Dumas had hidden the existence of these ancient magical sites from his fellow Pixies, feeling empowered in the fact that only he knew about them.

So instead Dumas left the Deep Woods through the northern path. After a day’s flight, Dumas reached the foothills of the Great Northern Range. The air was crisp and full of snowflakes as Dumas looked for a specific cave. It had been a few years since he had been this way and frankly most of the caves looked the same. But after a few hours of searching, Dumas did detect powerful magic. He tracked this magic to a small cave a little bit off the path. To most people it would appear empty, but Dumas could see the glowing golden door that shimmered within.

Without hesitation, Dumas walked through the portal. After a dizzying sensation of being pulled out of reality and then placed back into it, Dumas stepped out of another portal door. He was now in a slightly larger cave, but still one that was cold. As Dumas left the cave he looked up to confirm that he indeed had traveled all the way to the side of the Dragonspine Mountains.

As he Dumas breathed in the cold air he saw that he was still a good deal from the top of the mountain where the meteor had crashed. The small Pixie was glad that he had brought a warm cloak with him as his wings helped him to lift up into the chilled air as he ascended the mountain.

Dumas found it harder to fly than he expected as his small, one foot tall body was jostled around by the fast winds. After quite a bit of this abuse, Dumas decided that he needed to take a rest. So he found a small rocky outcrop, one just the right size to shield his body from the winds.

Dumas spent a few minutes hidden behind cover, slowly trying to warm up, and eating a few rations. But once he was done eating, Dumas looked back to the mountain side where he spotted two groups approaching each other. As one group passed under where Dumas was perched, he could now see that they were Kobolds, nasty little creatures. Dumas was immediately concerned for the other group as he knew how deadly a Kobold ambush could be.

Deciding to warn the others, Dumas lifted off back into the air, only to be immediately pummeled backward by a wicked wind. By the time he recovered and caught up to the two groups, he found the Kobolds retreating, several of their number laying dead in the snow. Dumas decided to study the group who had dealt with Kobolds so easily. They all appeared Human, perhaps adventurers like himself.

But the he recognized one in their number as a Princess of Oberia, the nation Dumas called home. The Pixie then began to wonder what a royal was doing trekking through these mountains. Surely she wouldn’t of been sent to investigate the meteor herself? Didn’t Oberia have knights or mages they could have sent?

But the puzzled Dumas was pushed away by another strong gust of wind. The Pixie was immediately alarmed as he saw what produced the blast of air: a young yellow dragon. While Dumas liked to say that he never ran from a fight, a dragon was on a whole different level. Luckily for Dumas, as the dragon landed it didn’t seem to notice the foot tall Pixie.

Dumas hovered just high enough to remain in ear shot without being seen by the dragon. The young drake then said he’d let them go if they paid a toll. While this was technically extortion, it was more acceptable to Dumas then fighting the mighty lizard. One of the other Humans seemed to agree, offering some potions and tinctures. But Dumas didn’t believe they would of interest to a dragon.

Deciding to get himself involved, Dumas descended to the ground, landing next to Princess Khaltesh Anki. He then transformed into his human sized form, hoping that he wasn’t disturbing anyone, especially in this tense situation.

“Great dragon, I will pay the fee if possible,” Dumas stated, pulling out a coin purse, “I have some gold pieces. Dragons hoard gold right?”

Dumas always had quite a few coins on him at all, mostly in case of potential hedonistic pursuits. But something about this assortment of adventurers, and her royal Princess, made Dumas want to help them. Plus if he survived he could say he stared down a dragon.

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@Nobodyman123
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Sir Kherun Zeydria

The snow haired knight smiled as the Knight-Captain welcomed him. But then he remembered that he had just entered a battle. He made his steed Wedge whip around to face the mercenaries surrounding the knights. Pretty much all of them that Kherun had knocked over were back up on their feet. But in the confusion another knight had joined them, a Sir Rorly.

Kherun turned to the red-haired knight, giving him a quick nod. Kherun then made ready to charge the mercenaries’ line, but then more of them emerged from behind some foliage. The majority of them were wielding spears, one’s with quite a long reach. Kherun immediately thought of Wedge, worried for the safety of his longtime steed. Not wanting to risk the horse, Kherun quickly dismounted him.

Kherun then turned to his horse and ordered, “Hide within.”

Thanks to his druidic history, Kherun was able to clearly confer his meaning to the animal. Wedge then turned and trotted back into the fort. Kherun then raised both his sword and staff, spotting a mercenary a few feet away. The white haired knight lunged with his sword, but was promptly deflected by his enemy’s blade. Kherun grimaced at the revelation that the bad guys wouldn’t go down as easy as in stories. Truth be told, this was Kherun’s first actual combat. But he wasn’t wielding a wooden sword at the castle, this was deadly steel.

The mercenary then slashed at Kherun, which he blocked with his staff, the wood undamaged from the blow. Kherun then responded with a slash with his other hand, this one making contact with his opponent’s throat. With a gurgle, the man collapsed as he bled out. Kherun wasn’t prepared for how much blood there was. He instinctively turned his head away from the sight, only to see a man a few meters from him have his head lobbed off.

There was even more blood with this, as the head hit the ground. Kherun was upset to see that the man seemed to be an ally. But then the young knight noticed that his body should of fallen already. Instead the body moved on its own, slamming into his killer’s neck, immediately breaking it. The whole incident caused a wave of anxiety to wash over Kherun. Not only was this deadly combat, but dark magics were at play, as necromancy was the only way Kherun figured the headless man could still be fighting.
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Trineon
Lord of Rivers, Lakes, and Oceans


The water god looked away as the goddess of the hunt leaped onto the tall gray creature. While he had seen a hunt before, Trineon knew that this wasn’t going to be a clean kill, as Alasayana had no hunting tools like a spear or bow and arrow. As Trineon made sure to avoid watching the kill, O’Menus suggested they go ahead and let the hunting goddess do her thing. Trineon immediately agreed with the sun god as he followed him deeper into the forest.

After a snide comment Moridax also followed after O’Menus, the gathered gods leading the young priestess away from the hunt. Aureia then mused if the gray creatures were even edible. This perplexed Trineon as he realized that he hadn’t eaten anything since being reborn. Back in ages past he knew what plants and creatures were poisonous, but now he was surrounded by the unfamiliar. For all the water god knew everything here could kill sicken him if he ate it.

As Trineon wondered about the food, the idea of making camp was raised. Before Trineon could weigh in on the issue he heard the melodic calls of the creature Alasayana had pinned. It clearly sounded in utter distress. Out of the corner of his eye, Trineon could see Flora shift uncomfortably at the noises. The young mortal also said she didn’t know a good place for camp but that they were going in the right direction.

“That’s alright,” said Trineon, “We should be able to find a decent camping spot on our own.”

As Trineon finished speaking, Alasayana ran back to the group, the body of the gray creature securely in her tails. She proudly declared she had brought food for the evening. Again Trineon wondered if they could even eat it safely.

The water god then turned to Flora, “These creatures, can we eat them? I’m not familiar with this species and want to make sure it isn’t poisonous.”
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Finished my new fist of Khonshu.

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