AN: The Dark and White Dragons are sort of like secret societies, for dragons, which hold major power struggles between them selves. Each Dragon in the cult (I guess) has two names, one of two Greek symbols for use within the cult so that no one really knows who else is in the cult and the other is their family name, for example Skysong, is what they were born with. Also the last of the two Greek letters signifies whether they are Dark (pi) or White (rho) and the first is sort of like their rank, so Gammarho would be a White Dragon 3rd in command. Now on to the last pre- written chapter and I might be kind enough to use your suggestions in the future chapters so all you can do is send them to me, Cross your fingers and hope and wish, and find out.
Gweneve
In an apparent secret chamber Gamma stopped and handed me a sward and said, "Do you know how to handle a sward? Well, it doesn't matter, you do now. This is your sward. Historically the White Dragonlord is magical with a sward."
"What is a Dragonlord? And how many of us are there?" I asked.
"A Dragonlord is a human who can talk with dragons in our own tongue, sort of like a basilisk. There are two Dragonlords right now, the White, you, and the Dark. When there are two Dragonlords, they have to fight to determine which dragon cult will control the mountains until the next battle. There is a judge for the Battle, his title is Deltalambda and he isn't a cult member, and he is even more important than the Dragonlords."
"What happens to me after the battle?"
"If you are lucky and win, you rule over the dragons; if you aren't luck and lose you're dead or if you surrendered you are sent to the Chaos Realm, which is a fate worse than death."
"I'm going to go find a place to meditate, to get ready for the work I obviously have to do."
"No, I'll go. These are your chambers."
Pental
"I'm going to go work on my magic: spells, charms, power calls, and such."
"Ok, just don't do any power calls or you will drain our life force."
After Alpahpi left, I went into a small chamber that appeared to be too small for the dragons and I concluded that this must be the Dragonlord's (now mine I remembered) chamber. I looked at the walls and saw on one wall was a library, the next wall had a bed and table, the third wall was covered in lavish tapestries, and the fourth was empty, yet looked like there should be something there, my guess is that it was meant for scrying. This room is just what a mage like me would choose.
I went to the shelves, took a couple books down, and went to the table to read. As I read, that scrying was kept catching my eye.
Gweneve
After an hour of meditation, I realized I was famished and spotted a door that I hoped lead into a small kitchen (it did.) This kitchen was way too small for the dragons to use, and searched for something to eat. When I opened the cupboards, they were empty. I thought to myself, "What good does that do?" Than I heard something plop into the cupboards, I opened one and there was some corned hash (UGH!) I closed it again and said, "Beef stew with fresh rolls and a cup of milk." When I opened the cupboard again there was exactly what I had ordered.
When I was back at my table eating, I noticed that one of my walls was bare. All of a sudden there was an image of a man, really good-looking) on the wall and he started to talk, but I couldn't hear him. I mimed this to him and with a thunder crack; my chamber was filled with sound. He asked, "Can you hear me?" I nodded.
He introduced himself as the Dark Dragonlord and started asking if my master was nearby, because he wanted to talk with the other Dragonlord. I had never been more insulted in my life but I said, "Wait while I go ask him." I went back into the kitchen, and waited a while before going to tell the other Dragonlord that my 'master' didn't want to bother talking to anyone until he got some sleep.
"I'm sorry for the trouble," replied the handsome man and I figured he ended the spell because the wall was blank again.
I made a mental note to ask Gamma about that wall, but first I laid down to get some sleep.
AN: well there you go all that has been previously written. Remember is you give a good idea for the rest of the story I might just use it so press the 'GO' button and send it to me and hope that it will be used. Oh and If you have any questions about the story also press the 'GO' button and I'll answer them in my next chapy. Well toodles and have fun reading.
Gweneve
In an apparent secret chamber Gamma stopped and handed me a sward and said, "Do you know how to handle a sward? Well, it doesn't matter, you do now. This is your sward. Historically the White Dragonlord is magical with a sward."
"What is a Dragonlord? And how many of us are there?" I asked.
"A Dragonlord is a human who can talk with dragons in our own tongue, sort of like a basilisk. There are two Dragonlords right now, the White, you, and the Dark. When there are two Dragonlords, they have to fight to determine which dragon cult will control the mountains until the next battle. There is a judge for the Battle, his title is Deltalambda and he isn't a cult member, and he is even more important than the Dragonlords."
"What happens to me after the battle?"
"If you are lucky and win, you rule over the dragons; if you aren't luck and lose you're dead or if you surrendered you are sent to the Chaos Realm, which is a fate worse than death."
"I'm going to go find a place to meditate, to get ready for the work I obviously have to do."
"No, I'll go. These are your chambers."
Pental
"I'm going to go work on my magic: spells, charms, power calls, and such."
"Ok, just don't do any power calls or you will drain our life force."
After Alpahpi left, I went into a small chamber that appeared to be too small for the dragons and I concluded that this must be the Dragonlord's (now mine I remembered) chamber. I looked at the walls and saw on one wall was a library, the next wall had a bed and table, the third wall was covered in lavish tapestries, and the fourth was empty, yet looked like there should be something there, my guess is that it was meant for scrying. This room is just what a mage like me would choose.
I went to the shelves, took a couple books down, and went to the table to read. As I read, that scrying was kept catching my eye.
Gweneve
After an hour of meditation, I realized I was famished and spotted a door that I hoped lead into a small kitchen (it did.) This kitchen was way too small for the dragons to use, and searched for something to eat. When I opened the cupboards, they were empty. I thought to myself, "What good does that do?" Than I heard something plop into the cupboards, I opened one and there was some corned hash (UGH!) I closed it again and said, "Beef stew with fresh rolls and a cup of milk." When I opened the cupboard again there was exactly what I had ordered.
When I was back at my table eating, I noticed that one of my walls was bare. All of a sudden there was an image of a man, really good-looking) on the wall and he started to talk, but I couldn't hear him. I mimed this to him and with a thunder crack; my chamber was filled with sound. He asked, "Can you hear me?" I nodded.
He introduced himself as the Dark Dragonlord and started asking if my master was nearby, because he wanted to talk with the other Dragonlord. I had never been more insulted in my life but I said, "Wait while I go ask him." I went back into the kitchen, and waited a while before going to tell the other Dragonlord that my 'master' didn't want to bother talking to anyone until he got some sleep.
"I'm sorry for the trouble," replied the handsome man and I figured he ended the spell because the wall was blank again.
I made a mental note to ask Gamma about that wall, but first I laid down to get some sleep.
AN: well there you go all that has been previously written. Remember is you give a good idea for the rest of the story I might just use it so press the 'GO' button and send it to me and hope that it will be used. Oh and If you have any questions about the story also press the 'GO' button and I'll answer them in my next chapy. Well toodles and have fun reading.