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Prologue

In the days of old when kings ruled the land and wars were won at the tip of a sword. I hatched a full-blooded dragon in the West Elven Kingdom of Syvland where the wise and knowledgeable elves live, ruled over by Gizby Darling, who is at war. The Tri-King was fighting a losing battle, but soon the tides of war will finally tip in his favor.

Throughout my youth, I was raised a half elf half dragon. My mother Darastrix of the gold dragon clan, and my father Vanderlanthas Falconheart met shortly after the tragic death of my blood father Aurix and they had fallen in love. However, it was not in her nature to deceive, but she felt that it was in the best interest of her child she had not told my father what she was. To get the heat needed from it my mother hid my egg placed under the forge my father used. My father started to grow concerned that my mother would disappear at night with no word. One night he followed her down to the cellar then she was gone he searched the walls and came to find that there was a door that lead up as he continued forward it got hot, as he reached an open room he found a gold dragon heating an egg. My father spun on his heels, and ran back to the forge and grabbed a blade and ran back to the room. When he returned he found my mother in front of the egg. My father said. "Move so I can destroy that abomination." My mother said. "I cannot allow you to kill my child." My father retorted. "Your child? Explain yourself why are you here and how can that thing being your child?" My mother then explained what she was and why she was there.

A year later the egg had begun to hatch, from the egg came a wyrmling. My father said. "Since the father was killed I will be a father to it." My mother said. "Thank you Vanderlanthas he will need a father, but at this moment I need to take him to Gardon so he can learn to be a dragon then he can come back to you." My father responded back. "How long will that be Darastrix?" she answered. "Until he is five years old that would be the equivalent to a seven year old human, so I will take him and teach him the ways of dragons, then you take him and teach him the elven way of life." My father said. "Very well from now and forevermore he will be known as Dracolanin Falconheart. Dracolanin Falconheart is my name, and this is my story.

During the seven human years, my mother taught me the way of dragons and the abilities of a dragon. I mastered my abilities and developed a few that no other dragon could do. Then my father came and brought me to Ryden and it was there that he had shown me the way of the sword and the elven way of life. My father was strict and vary stern in my studies and training. He expected nothing but perfection, failure never allowed. I know that he loved me, but he also resented me for I was not his. I never knew my blood father, but still Vanderlanthas raised me as his own. I have adapted to the worlds of dragons and elves.

One day I left Ryden for Syvland to check on my father estates there. When I arrived, greeted by guards, and asked what my business was in the city. After a short time, the guards were satisfied and sent me on my way. I was hungry from my journey and thirsty, so I went to the nearest inn. The sign above it said, "The Gold Dragon Inn". When I entered a nine-foot ogre said, "Check weapons at door." I looked at him and said. "No." He then grabbed me by my tunic and raised me off the floor. I then grabbed his wrist and squeezed crushing all the bones in his wrist, while yelling in pain he dropped me. I looked back at him and said. "Remember next time not to touch me for it will not be your wrist it will be your neck." I turned and went to the bar.

A barmaid with purple hair and eyes where the color of that of an amethyst gem and she was wearing vary unusual clothing came to me and said. "Greetings my name is Ammie I own this establishment, did you harm my door man?" Without speaking a word through my lips, I mentally said. "The same way you can Amethyst dragon." With a surprised look upon her face and a nervous voice, she asked. "How did you know?" I answered. "I could see what you are through your eye for we are alike, but enough with that may I have a mug of dragons blood please?" She turned and grabbed a mug a poured a deep dark red liquid in to it, and just as she brought me the mug I heard a voice from the door. "What has happened Phillie?" The voice asked. Crying and writhing in pain, he pointed to me with his good hand. She said. "Damn outsiders. I will deal with that idiot for you Phillie." With a gentle touch, she had healed him, and then she came over to me and asked. "Do you wish to try on me what you had done to him?" I answered assertively. "If you know what is best for you, you will depart from my presence and move to another part of the Inn." She replied." You dare insult me then you order me to do something!" The few people that where in the Gold Dragon Inn started to duck under tables and behind the bar. Ammie said. "Do you know of whom you are speaking to?" I answered. "Yes, a pathetic little mage who seeks to make a name for herself." Ammie responded to the mages defense. "She is no little mage for she is the head of the mages guild. Her name is Samalinda." "Ammie there is no need to defend me, if he wishes to die that is his choice." Samalinda remarked. I turned to face her and said. "Since you do not value your life we shall continue this fracas to the final stupidity that which will be you death will take place in an area of my choosing." I then got off my stool and headed out of the Inn Samalinda not far behind Ammie behind her.

We shortly came to a clearing in the forest nearby the city I turn to Samalinda and said. "This is my final warning if you truly value your life you will stop this futile attempt to seek retribution and go in peace." Just as I finished she threw a fireball at me It had hit me square on the chest. A second or two passed then she threw another fireball I caught in my hand and crushed it. The look of frustration and anger started to show upon her face then from her staff a bolt of lightning shot forward at me, bouncing off like a ray of light off a mirror I walked towards Samalinda. I looked her dead in the eyes and said. "Playtime is over." I jumped back and changed to my dragon form. I looked down at her anger and frustration disappeared and replaced with fear. Out of fear, she invoked the strongest bolt of lightning as she possibly could, but it just bounced off my breast, while picking Samalinda up I said. "I have had enough of this." I placed her in my mouth and swallowed. After two hours of being in pain, I vomited up the staff that was on the left hand of Samalinda however, there was nothing left of Samalinda but a bone that fused to the staff. As I was reverting to my Elven form Ammie picked up the staff of Samalinda, I asked. "Where are you taking her staff?" Ammie answered. "To Hal the high cleric of the city." I asked. "May I join you?" She answered. "Of course, after all this is your doing."

I followed Ammie to the temple when we got to the door I chose to knock. A few moments past then the door opened and revealed an old man. "Hello? Can I help you?" the man asked. Ammie answered. "Psycho is Hal in?" he answered. "The Pope? Hmm. Let me think… Yep the Pope was in the privy this morning." Ammie said. "Psycho no, is he able to help me?" He replied. "Oh I will go get him." Then he closed the door. I said. "Great what do we do now?" Ammie answered. "Nothing I just have to knock again." I asked. "What? Knock again? The idiot shut the door did you not just see." She answered. "Yes I did, Psycho… His mind is not sound unlike yours and mine." She then turned and knocked on the temple door. Again, Psycho answered. "Hello Ammie please come inside." Ammie said. "Thank you Psycho we appreciate it."

We entered the temple and headed to the main chapel of the Gods, as we walked through the chapel there were altars of various Gods ranging from Zeus to Bridgett to the dark dragon queen to Paladine. A young man stood at one altar. Ammie said. "Greetings Hal." The man turned and greeted Ammie. "Hello Ammie no problems getting in I hope." Ammie shook her head no. Hal said. "I am glad, so what can I do for you this day?" She answered. "We need you to perform a resurrection spell." Hal asked. "On whom may I ask?" Ammie answered. "Sam, she and my brother here had a little problem." Hal turned to me and asked. "She is the head of the mages guild how were you able to defeat her and all her abilities?" I answered. "You will find out soon enough." I turned to Ammie and said. "Ammie I wish for you to return and tend to your Inn, however when I get there you and I shall have a talk. In the mean time I will wait her for Samalinda to be revived." She answered. "Very well I will see you then." As Ammie, left Hal began the resurrection spell. After many hours, the body of Samalinda was back as it was before our altercation. An hour later, she was breathing, Hal said. "It will be a short while before she awakens." I replied. "Thank-you I will remain here until she comes to, if you have other duties to tend to you can do so." Hal said. "Very well be sure that Sam regains her strength before she tries to move." I nodded my head in acknowledgement.

I watched and waited then a scream came from Samalinda. I stepped to her side she was shaking her head asking repeatedly. "Where is he?" I took a cloth, wiped the sweat from her brow, and said. "If it is I you seek I am right here Samalinda, but please do not stand for you are weak and need to regain your strength." I helped her up to a seated position and gave her some water. She then asked. "How did you? How could you? How?" I answered. "Shall we leave this discussion until we are in you tower." She just shook her. I said. "Now I will carry you back to your tower there will be no arguing for you are too weak to walk you barely can speak." Again, she just shook her head. I then took an arm and placed it around my neck and then gently picked her small body up and carried her to the mages tower she laid her head upon my chest and fell asleep. When we reach the door to the tower, an ability that no other dragon could use I performed and knocked on the door. The slot in the door opened. "Yes. What do you need?" I said. "I am Dracolanin Falconheart and I have Samalinda here and she is unconscious and needs rest." The door swung open, and as I stepped through, I was instantly in the living quarters of someone I laid Samalinda on the bed in the room. As I place her head on, the pillow she awoke from her slumber. I looked around for a glass so she could drink, and came upon a cup with hot tea. I picked the cup up, brought it to her, and said. "Sip for it is hot." She said in a raspy voice. "Thank you. How did you…?" I said. "My lady you never knew who or what you were facing, due to my ability to change forms, so you never knew my weaknesses and I apologize for what I did, it was an action that was uncalled for. I know I cannot change what I did all I can ask and hope for is forgiveness." Samalinda said. "No, it is I who should be forgiven. I have seen the

error of my ways I see that I am far too confident of my abilities, for instance. My staff and my spell casting through it I take them for granted too much." I said. "You are forgiven. Samalinda I was wondering if there was some way that I can aid the king in this war?" She answered. "Yes I can arrange a meeting for you to speak with him. From now on if you will do me a kind favor and call me Sam, now go to The Gold Dragon Inn for I am sure you a famished after waiting for so long for me to come around." I said. "Very well farewell my lady." I bowed and left the room.

When I passed through the doorway, I was instantly outside. As I walked back to The Gold Dragon Inn I kept getting the feeling of people looking at me and I could hear the whispers of others condemning me and praising me for what I did to Sam both of which made me feel even more guilty for what I had done to her. A child tugged on my tunic and asked. "You really hurt Lady Sam?" I said. "Boy go to your mother you should not ever talk to a stranger." I pressed on towards The Gold Dragon Inn.

When I got to the Inn Phillie said. "Check weapons… Oh, it is you. Hurt me not, Ammie say you keep your weapons." I said. "Thank you Phillie." I then went to the bar and got the attention of Ammie, when she came to me I said. "Ammie we are in need of a discussion." She answered. "Very well come with me." I hopped over the bar and followed Ammie into her office. As I closed the door, she asked. "What is it that you wish to discuss? I asked. "Why did you refer to me as your brother? For I am not your brother we share not the same mother." She answered. "We are dragons and all dragons come from one dragon, so in essence we are all brothers and sisters. Yet I have noticed that you do not conform to the likes of other dragons. It is very confusing you act like an elf yet at the same time you act like a dragon. My only conclusion is that you are a half dragon half elf." I said confirming her conclusion. "That I am. I am a half Elven-dragon, your confusion is rightly so I try to be more Elven while in the city, but outside the city walls I try my best to be both out of respect for my parents. Hearing the clatter of dishes and voices of conversations, I said. "I will leave you to tend to your customers." I left her office and went back to where I was sitting. A good deal of time passed when I heard a voice say. "We are looking for Dracolanin Falconheart" I did not answer, and then one came up to me and said. "Are you not Dracolanin Falconheart?" Looking straightforward, I said. "That I may be yet again I may not, but is it not proper to introduce yourself before inquiring about a person?" the man said. "Are you or are you not Dracolanin Falconheart?" I answered. "That may depend upon who is asking for him." The man grabbed me by the shoulder, spun me around, and said. "Enough with this game I grow tired of your insolence." He started to raise a hand with a dagger in it when a voice came from the door. "Put the dagger down private." he sheathed his dagger as instructed. The man who spoke came to me and said. "Forgive his rudeness he is still new. I am Lieutenant Talonguard Swordworthy, and you are Dracolanin Falconheart are you not?" I answered. "That has yet to be determined. What is it that you are seeking him out?" Talonguard answered. "The king wishes to have an audience with him. So I will ask again are you or are you not Dracolanin Falconheart?" I answered. "That I am. Word to the wise, it would be best if you explain why you are in search of a person." He said. "I will keep that in mind for days that are yet to come." I got up and walked out with them, as we walked I asked. "Talonguard are you not a Duke? He answered. "That I am, but I am a normal elf I have no need for a polished title as such. I am just like you." I said. "I am not a normal elf for I do not brand the natural appearance of an elf, but fear not Talongaurd more shall be revealed in due time." He said. "Very well but please call me Talon." I said. "As you wish." We had arrived at the palace gates within a few minutes of leaving the Gold Dragon Inn. Atop the gate said "Gizby Darling the Tri-King." As we passed through the gates, the guards stationed there saluted Talon as he walked by them. A couple of guards opened the doors leading into the main hall Talon stopped me and said. "Wait here the doors on the right will open and they will call you in." It was not vary long that the doors opened and a loud thunderous voice came. "King Gizby will now hear Dracolanin Falconheart." As I entered, I saw Talon facing the king. I pressed on forward, stood next to Talon, and bowed to the king. The king began to speak. "Draco I have heard you wish to aid my kingdom, and I have also heard what you did to Sam not an easy feat for a single person, but seeing that you are more unique than any one person made it easy for you." I asked. "You know what I am?" The king answered. "That I do and due to that fact, only Samalinda, Julius, Ammie, my wife Wishinggem, her brother Shadowhawk, and myself only know of your secret and I give you my word neither one of us will exploit you gifts, but please do not kill Sam again." I said. "I am sorry, but as I told her, she did not know who or what she was combating with. I do understand why she was angry it was because I had hurt a friend and she was just defending his honor. I will apologize to him the next I see him." The king said. "Be sure that you do. Phillie is a good man though he lacks much in common sense. Now that is over, let us move on to more pressing matters, Sam has informed me that you wish to aid me and so I have a mission for you to partake. The Drow have kidnapped our master smith. Spies have reported that he is in the heart of Wargothdore making armor and weapons. His name is Balord, and you should know that he is Drow." I said. "If he is a Drow. Do you not think that he may have gone freely with them?" Gizby answered. "Balord does not believe in Lolth the spider goddess, he had defected from her many years ago. He does not like the Drow race even though he is of their blood he has pledged to Eilistraee in defying the Drow godess. He came to me to fight the Drow by making weapons and armor of various types with magical properties, which is why they have taken him. Now go to his shop gather what you need. Talon shall go with you. I will tell Julius of your duties. Form the rest of your group and save him." Bowing I said. "As you wish you majesty."

We left the Hall of Audience, exited the castle, and ventured back toward the Gold Dragon Inn when Talon pointed to a building with two guards at the door and said. That is Balords shop there we can find the weapons and armor that we would need. When we got to the door, the guards split to each side of the door to allow us to pass. Talon showed me to the swords he reached up and grabbed one and handed it to me I said. "This feel light what is with this?" He answered. "It is a sword of swiftness. Here take this one too it is a sword of sharpness it will cleave limps with one mighty swing." I said. "Thank you now lets us go to the Gold Dragon Inn we may find others who will join us."

When we got to the Gold Dragon Inn, we saw Phillie holding a man upside down by his ankle saying. "Check weapons at door!" I asked. "Phillie what are you doing?" He answered. Checking weapons." I said. "I want to talk to him so put him down nicely." Phillie said. "All right. Um… you ugly and smelly." Phillie started to chuckle. I said. "No, Phillie drop him." Phillie said. "All right" he dropped the man on his head. The young man said. "Ouch! Damn that hurts." I said. "You come with us, and leave your weapons with him." He did as I said, and we went to the back of the Inn and sat down at a small table. I said. "My name is Dracolanin Falconheart and this is Talongaurd Swordworthy. We have some questions for you first, what is your name?" He answered. "Connor Alexander Steelblade." Talon said. "I heard of you. You urinated on the city wall." Connor said. "Give me a break I had to relive myself quickly before I soiled my clothing." Talon said. "Could you not hold it until you had got to an Inn or use the woods nearby." Connor said. "I apologize, but what is it that you wished to talk about?" I said. "Yes, we do need to get to the bottom to the matters at hand. Do to your clothing I can assume correctly that you are a ranger are you not." He answered. "That I am." I said. "Well then do to your abilities, and we could use your talents." Connor asked. "Where are we heading?" Talon answered. "The lands of the Drow." Connor asked." Why there? What for?" I answered. "For the weapon smith Balord." Connors face turn red in anger then he asked. "The Drow took Balord?" Talon answered. "Yes, we have to save him and bring him back." A little voice asked. "Balord is gone? Can Bonkie go with to help?" I looked down to see a little pixie in bright flaring clothing. I asked. "And who is Bonkie?" The little pixie said. "I is Bonkie silly." I said. "Yes, on one condition no playing tricks on me or Talon." Speaking through my mind. "Otherwise you will wish you had not done so." By using my voice again, I asked. "Now Bonkie do you know any healers?" Bonkie answered. "Yes, Bonkie knows of one it is Hal." I looked at Bonkie with a stern face. Bonkie said. Yes, her name is Kristine Loveheart, and I also know some fighters their names are Keith Swiftblade and Luke Dieheart." I said. " Good, we will meet back here in an hour, Talon see if you can get word to the king inform him that we are in need a mage. Again, meet back here in one hour.

After the three left, I had got up from the table and went over to Phillie and he said. "Please do not hurt me." I said. "I am not going to hurt you, I just wanted to apologize for what I did earlier you were just doing the job you are hired to do." Phillie said. "No problem." Then a hooded man walked right past Phillie. I said. "Stop and check your weapons." Phillie tapped me on the shoulder and said." He need no to check weapons." The man said. "Thank you Phillie" Then he walked away. I took a deep disappointed breath, just then I caught a familiar sent which was coming from the hooded man that I had stopped. I followed him to a big table in the back of the Inn. Real soft and low I whispered. "Your majesty?" He said. "Stop. Say not another word now sit. By now you know the scent of the Drow, by being at Balords correct?" I answered. "Yes, it is very distinct from all others scents." He said. "Look around and smell every now and again, from now on when you see me like this you will address me as Omzig." It was then I caught a thick scent, the scent that I got from Balords I softly said. "One or more Drow are here be ready." I got up and followed the scent to and empty table, as I turned around I saw movement by Omzig. Without being obvious, I moved back toward Omzig. While swinging my sword I yelled. "DUCK OMZIG!" My sword whistled through the air, as Omzig ducked I connected with the neck of a Drow assassin the head fell to the floor. Everyone in the bar gasped in shock at the sight. Omzig said. "Thank you now stand back for even in death they can still kill, I will show you what I mean." With his sword, he moved the cloak of the Drow revealing a leather whip and said. "See the whip? I want you to sever the ends off with your sword." When I brought my sword near it, the seven strands of leather started to move like snakes, and with six swings, I severed all seven strands. Omzig said. "Now Talon said you are in need of a mage, well I do not have one. However I do have two, one is a straight mage the other is an elemental mage, and he controls fire and wind. They will be here shortly, but now let us remove the rings and belt from the body of that assassin." "I will do that Omzig." A voice came. Omzig said. "Ah Sam so good of you to come thank you for your offer could you identify the rings and belt and give them to Draco no matter what they are as long as they can help him?" Sam nodded in agreement. Right behind Sam stood a man and woman. Sam said. "Let me introduce Coranthalas and Laura