Author's Note: Bwahahaha! The story builds if you guys/gals can't recall. A roleplay map on Warcraft 3 tends to have references to outside material. In fact, Life of a Dragon Sequel has a few secret stuff from outside series… Now put that into perspective when concerning the premise of this story.
Oh, the reviews! I'll answer them right now! I should start doing it like this more often.
Duesal Bladesinger: Yes… Yes… Let the fear build up. Let it consume you until the very thing you fear becomes reality!
AsahinaTora: Perhaps, we know little of how the Map Maker's current powers work outside of it being the World Editor. Perhaps the reason the World Editor can slowly regenerate battery is because of the Kayla Kingdom's belief in the Maker?
Qinlongfei: Oh goodie! I looooove these long reviews like this one. So much positive and also criticism mixed within it. I haven't yet fully established everyone's personalities, to be honest, and only snipping out bits and pieces of character backgrounds (Like Grom's War Veteran status). Celdrahil, well, like or hate, to be honest, some people can really understand where's he getting at, but he's also naive in his own way like you so stated. The story does jump around, and I've said some events that may seem to have been discarded, but do not worry, I haven't forgotten them. There's a large character cast, but it's getting better as the players begin to join together. Thank you so much for reading so many times! I hope you Fav (or follow) to be better able to know when the next chapter releases!
Now, Enjoy everyone!
P.S. For convenience, all items will be capitalized to differentiate from their original namesakes. Like Meat as in the item, and meat as in the normal animal substance.
Life of a Zero Dragon
Chapter 26: Chronicles of Fanatics and the Arcane
The Map Maker was frustrated, but it wasn't ignorance or anger towards anyone within the world of Kayla nor Halkeginia, but rather the non-responsive and limited actions he could do with the World Editor. If he didn't have to constantly be worried about the battery life, he was quite confident he could have all the players safe and sound, for the duration of how long it would take him to figure out some sort of solution to getting them back to Earth. But even if that were the case, the World Editor's functions were refusing him in certain aspects, such as being able to reconfigure the triggers he had created prior to the Transition.
Yeah, he's been naming this whole ordeal the 'Transition', he had to admit the players sure did know how to put a title on things.
Maybe he had been annoyed too much, though, the white halls of whatever place this was did nothing to calm him down whatsoever.
Not to mention, he could really use a soda right now. Heck, coffee, sweets, his mom's cooking! Ugh, he missed his mother's cooking so much right now.
He missed his family.
The Map Maker shook himself out of his stupor, "I can't worry about myself right now… Focus, focus on the players and finding a way home…"
They relied on him, even if they didn't know if the Map Maker also arrived with them. He has already saved them from a few mishaps…
The hostile native elves attacking Alex…
Cora and Rosina meeting together per his message…
Saito surviving his encounter with the golem…
The Jaw Turtles being removed to save Elizabeth and Alex…
A boost of resources to both Empire and Kingdom, not that they knew that, but he has given them a starting bonus of gold and lumber.
The Map Maker had carefully watched over the battles concerning the players fighting much stronger adversaries. If the problem got too much for the player to handle, he would step in, regardless of the World Editor's current battery life.
He has yet to dip below 50%, he's always been a conservative person.
Still, seeing how all the players were relatively safe in their current locations or the range of their abilities transcended any threats, he began working on the current predicament.
The Map Maker disliked how Saito Hiraga had not become a color, or element, like his fellow Chosen Dragon players.
The non-elemental's position put him in closer proximity to a particular item, though, which the Maker shall use to his advantage.
Plus, that specific color matched very well with his companion.
Of course, writing the damn trigger necessary to allow a trigger whose blocked from his editing prowess had proven to be difficult as hell.
Which is why he was frustrated in the first place.
"Fucking triggers, work damn it!"
How he wished he could just kick the damn thing to make it work.
There was a cold wind that breezed across the plains from the south, it caused some discomfort to his partner, Louise Valliere, but nothing serious. That was until they came upon the reason why there was low-temperature wind as they come upon a large mountainous region of snow and ice. Logically speaking, the sudden transition from a grassland, even if it was the season of Fall, to a freezing landscape of towering mountains could be considered impossible.
Of course, logic was hanged outside the window when it came to the game mechanics of Warcraft 3.
"Erisdar," Louise began to say, catching his attention.
He looked at her, "Yeah, Louise?" Saito Hiraga, also known as Erisdar, questioned.
"Please tell me we are not going through there!" She exclaimed, the voice of displeasure clearly evident as she pointed towards the white-blanketed biome in front of them.
"Mmh… I don't know yet," He answered truthfully, "But here's a thought, I can travel very quickly using my Blink ability. How about I check to see if there is anything inside the environment that will actually be worthwhile to travel in towards."
Louise mulled over the idea, then replied. "Very well, I will wait here. Don't take too long!" She said as she walked over to a small boulder and sat on it, resting her legs from the long trek beforehand.
"As you wish, master," He said sarcastically, but the joke was not lost on the pink-haired girl who smiled briefly at the playful reply.
He glanced back towards the mountains, their bodies of earth covered peak to base with snow and rock. But the architect of nature didn't leave them bare, below the mountains were a small mix of open ground and snow-covered trees along with shaped ice crystals, thorny bushes, and slick, dark blue rocks.
It was familiar to him.
But Saito couldn't pinpoint what was familiar about it.
He took a look back at Louise, making sure that she would be safe without him. There were no signs of animals nor creeps for miles, as there was also no sign of civilization. Judging that she would be fine, Saito activated his Blink ability.
He disappeared with a light blue flash, reappearing inside the icy cold region. The snowfall that occupied it dripped onto his non-elemental scales, but did little to bother him.
"Hm, I guess the weather doesn't really affect me… Cool," He commented on the fact as he faced upward, the towering mountains looming overhead. "Should probably get higher, that way I can see a wide range…"
He reasoned that he could see it.
Saito Hiraga had already maxed the level of his Blink ability, so it only took a single second for the cooldown to finish. While having this ability made for quick getaways, unfortunately, it was useless in a combat scenario with his normal moving partner who couldn't teleport like he could.
Not to his knowledge anyway.
Once again, his vanished and appeared with a burst of light, arriving at a higher altitude. The first player continued this course of action for the next few minutes before arriving at a satisfying height.
He looked down.
"Shit!" He exclaimed as he reeled back against the mountain wall, his breathing becoming erratic before the Chosen Dragon calmed down enough to glance back downward. "I didn't realize how high I got in such a short time… Blink is overpowered…" He said.
He could see far into the horizon, a large region of mountains indeed, but also an equally huge area of flat grounds with trees, flora, and thankfully little to no creatures… At least to his eye. But ignoring the vast beauty, he kept scouring the landscape with his sight for anything, in particular, some sign of life that wasn't just the natural plant life or rock formations.
"Wait," He glanced back to a particular spot he glossed over, "Is that a… Oh my goodness it is! Winterfall Town!"
He could recognize the shape and building architecture from here, those were Warcraft 3 buildings, which means it was a piece of civilization from Life of a Dragon Sequel.
"Looks bigger than in the map, couple new buildings too… Still surrounded by a few towers, though can't see any NPCs from here…" He trailed off, "Still this is great, we can rest safely there!"
Not to mention it was a human town, so Louise should feel much more comfortable than in Moonshine Grove.
He quickly attempted to memorize the shortest path, particularly putting any landmarks in his mind. Saito couldn't help but be glad that unlike reality, the flora decoration didn't repeat itself or appear entirely identical to nearby plant life. Sure, the Transition had done a number of the region, there were countless changes that he couldn't identify, spread throughout the region to make it be more like it was a real place.
But he could still pinpoint the differences, player knowledge of the region, which he now remembered to be named as Northern Mountains, helped in that regard.
He utilized his Blink ability once more, traversing down the high tops to ground level in a minute or two, then hovered his way over to where Louise rested, his wings beating with the breeze that gave him lift.
Saito estimated that, on foot, it would take roughly half an hour on the shortest route to reach Winterfall Town. The travel time between places in Life of a Dragon Sequel was drastically shorter than Halkeginia, though to be honest, a large portion of the map had been carved into a Kingdom Road by the Human Kingdom, and ship travel was a huge blessing between Arcantis and Desert City.
He wondered if those cities, heck, the capital, had also transferred over to this world. It wouldn't be too surprising now considering he's already seen Orangebark Forest, Moonshine Grove, and now Winterfall Town.
Did all of the map transfer?
In a flash, he appeared in front of Louise.
"By Brimir!" The young female mage fell right off the stone boulder due to his sudden appearance.
"Uh, you okay?" Saito asked in concern.
The human girl got back on her feet, dusting off the dirt and grass that stuck to her academy uniform. "I'm fine, you just surprised me…" Louise trailed off in answer before looking to him. "Anything?"
"Good news found a human town half an hour from here." He answered.
"Finally," Louise breathed a sigh of relief. "Wait, what's the bad news, Erisdar?"
"It's right through the Northern Mountains, ya know, the place filled with snow and ice," The player answered her.
"... I don't suppose you have any sort of special item to block out the cold?" Louise said with a hopeful tone.
"Uh… Nope," He replied.
"Darn!"
The crunching noise that occupied Louise Valliere steps would have been pleasant to hear if not for the below freezing temperature that threatened to turn the young mage into an icicle decoration. At least, that is what the sensation felt like to the pink-haired girl as she walked along the pathway that her familiar, Erisdar, guided her through.
Not only was the ground below her feet blanketed by snow, but her clothes were also slowly becoming a white tint as the flakes falling from above began to slowly cover her shoulders and hair with the frozen water particles. The academy uniform did little to shelter or warm the noble from the winter conditions, and while the girl knew of a few spells that could improve her condition, Louise didn't have any hope of successfully casting any of them whatsoever.
Louise Françoise Le Blanc De La Valliere, shortened to Louise Valliere for convenience, huffed out a breath of air, it's visible from staying in the air just before her mouth before vanishing as the condensation dissipated.
"You alright?" Erisdar questioned in concern.
"N-no, it's freezing! I'm going to die from frostbite at this rate!" Louise said, her teeth chattering and body shivering as it tried to retain warmth in the cold atmosphere.
"Mmh… Knowing the Winter Survival Warcraft map it might be similar to how this weather applies to locals…"
Her familiar was speaking gibberish again.
"I don't care about whatever that is, h-how much further till we r-reach the town!" She shouted.
'Brimir, it never got this cold in Tristian!' She thought to herself.
"Eat another slice of the bread," Erisdar strangely said.
"Huh?" Louise said, before shouting, "I'm cold! Not hungry you idiot familiar!"
The Chosen Dragon waved his paws in front of him, "I'm only giving a suggestion, Louise! Try it, just a slice! It might make you warm again!"
Well, she was really cold, better than trudging through the snow.
Louise reached for the Item, Bread, and pulled it into view. All it said was that I would restore her hit points, whatever that strange term meant. She tore off a slice and bit into it.
Suddenly a warmth enveloped her body, easing her discomfort. She swallowed the piece and blinked at the miraculous bread slice in her hand.
"What... But… It's not even hot food!" Louise exclaimed in surprise.
"Mmh, it might be that map locations get confused on characters, not from Life of a Dragon… So it's like her hit points go down slowly in the temperature…"
"Erisdar!" Louise shouted him out of his stupor, "You mumble on about stuff after we get to town… But, thanks for the idea, however, we don't have that much Bread left!"
He nodded, "Very true, too bad I can't carry you, would've been much better if I could use Fast Very Fast to get there quickly."
Louise pouted in annoyance before gripping the Bread tightly and forcing her way through the snow and ice-filled terrain. 'Probably another of his abilities…' She trailed off in thought, a slight feeling of envy passing over her.
'Even my familiar has more spells than me…' The thought went through her head before she shook it away. 'No! Remember, the familiar represents their master. Erisdar having so many skills just shows how great I will become! Chosen Dragon or not!'
Still, Erisdar being a Chosen Dragon, which's implications probably far exceed her current knowledge on the subject, gave her a sense of pride of being able to summon such an important, and potentially powerful, familiar.
'Partner, he's my partner…' She must remember to keep the two terms separate, Erisdar was so much more than a mere familiar.
"Louise... Louise, Louise!"
The third daughter of the Valliere looked towards her familiar, "What is it?"
"Look ahead," The Chosen Dragon stated, pointing a claw towards the direction mentioned.
The mage glanced upward and took immediate notice of the not-so-distant town now just a small walkways from their position. She could already see a number of tall, stone towers arching over the town in a protective watch, with small granite walls defended the areas of town not graced with the natural border created by the large mountain the town was built aside of. Louise noticed that there were two primary entrances into the town, one that transitioned straight into the cold wilderness, while the other held a stone-paved road that led out of town and out the south.
"Winterfall Town, quite appropriately named is it not?" Erisdar said.
The reminder that it was winter in this region brought the numbing cold sensation back into the forefront of her mind.
"Sheesh, Erisdar, you had to remind me…" Louise trailed off, looking longingly at the steam rising from the chimneys that the odd architectured buildings emit. "Let's get there already!"
"Hai, hai, master," Erisdar replied.
Louise had no idea what 'hai' meant, but if that sarcastic tone had anything to say, is that it mocked her.
Ugh, she's getting cold again, no time to worry about some sarcastic tone!
Another five, or ten, minutes later our two protagonists finally enter the visional range of Winterfall's town guards, one of which raised his hand in greeting as both Louise and Erisdar approached the entrance.
"Greetings traveler and dragon, welcome to Winterfall."
The other guard then said, "Disrespect the law, and you disrespect me."
Louise was about to respond, but Erisdar bumped himself against her, he nodded to the guards and guided Louise into the town. They paid little heed to his visit as if such a thing was a normal occurrence.
Winterfall Town, well, if Louise had one word, to sum up what she thought about the small piece of civilization, it would be 'quaint'. Winterfall was far from the massive cities or rich constructions of Tristain. The lands of the Valliere and the villages within their domain outmatched Winterfall entirely, this shortcoming town did seem very peaceful, though. There was a small marketplace in the midst of the town, where citizens and traders conjoined to sell goods. There was the main market building, which both she and Erisdar passed by entirely, but Louise couldn't pinpoint what exactly it sold without having to go into the building itself.
"It sells items, like the ring of protection, but they're consumables and not permanent bonuses," Erisdar answered her curiosity.
'It sells items, more like magical artifacts…' Louise thought, her eyes glancing down at the ring that was equipped on her finger. It continued to passively provide a small layer of protection unnoticeable to even her.
They continued through the town, the young mage watching as children played around in the small empty field of snow in the middle of the town, while many commoners conversed about their daily activities or rumors. She absently followed Erisdar while she took in the new sight of this strange town who's pink-hued flags wavered in the wind.
They proceeded and came upon a man in front of some huge shrine that Louise couldn't identify whom it was towards.
But the words the man spoke, well, that was entirely a different story.
"Maker the mighty! Maker the unerring! Maker the unassailable! To you we give praise! We are but maggots, writhing in the filth of our own corruption! While you look down upon us, placed on the throne in the white halls! We are unworthy, yet your kindness reaches down to all those who worship your transcendent state! Filling us with your love! Dragons, elves, and man hold nothing in comparison to your glory!"
'What sort of madness is this man talking about?' Louise Valliere thought to herself, inner disgust at the man's praise of some… Some… False god!
She wanted to give him a piece of her mind, correct his falsehood and make him praise the true god, Brimir!
"Ah, the inn! We can rest here tonight in a room," Erisdar said, a bit of surprise in his voice, as if he never expected such a building to actually be here.
"I'll be right back!" Louise exclaimed with anger.
"Sure, wait, what? Louise?!" Erisdar replied in shock as he turned around to see her practically stomping towards the fanatic worshipper of The Maker.
"Rise up! Rise up sons and daughters of the Maker! Rise up dragons of Kayla! Rise against the incursion of demons by the false king, Utheran! Embrace The Maker's words and scripts! He who aided the Chosen Dragons in the defeat of the demon king! We are to inherit his land which he created for us all, to make homes in the far reaches of Kayla and the new horizon that no doubt, The Maker broadened for us to grasp!"
"Hey, you!" Louise shouted as she approached the man.
The man, now identified to be dressed in some long, green robe with a hood, looks to the pink-haired girl.
"You have come, you have come to hear the word of the Maker!"
"No, I've come to educate you, you pagan savage!" Louise immediately goes on the offense. "The true god is-"
"Be silent, devil worshipper of Utheran! The Maker's wrath take you, but you can still be brought to his light and enter the white halls of the afterlife! The Maker is merciful! The Maker loves all! He will forgive your transgression if you leave your false god and join us in the worship of The Maker!"
"D-devil worshipper? I do not follow some demon!" Louise retorted in disgust.
"Then, a follower of Xaria, you must realize your error! The elven goddess cares little of man! The Maker grants all equal opportunity under him! His white halls open to all! It was The Maker who granted the world it's magic and provided life to its creatures!"
"I have you know that it was-"
"Still you walk upon the split road! But do not forget, that you always can change and walk towards The Maker! He who is grand! He who protects us!"
Louise was about to speak again but stopped abruptly was she clutched her leg.
"Ow!" She shouted as she glanced behind to see Erisdar, "Why you scratch me?" She questioned in frustration.
"You won't get anywhere with this fanatic, Louise, come on and let's go rest."
"Shut up, I'll show him!" Louise exclaimed and glanced right back at the man. "The true god is Brimir, not some upstart Maker you've conjured up in that twisted imagination!"
The man narrowed his eyes, "Do not speak of The Maker like some made up god! He is as real as the air you breathe! His glory is apparent all around us! Followers of the Maker have been known to defeat legions of deadly foes under his divine protection!"
Erisdar tried to explain, "They were Heroes-"
"Then I'll show you the true power of Brimir! He's defeated scores of elves and saved all of mankind! Giving us magic and creating the royal bloodlines and nobility!" She drew her wand.
"Uh, Louise!" Erisdar said in a panic, "Bad place!"
"Worshipper of Brimir, your words are empty without proof! Even the brigands on the road will laugh at your incompetence and foolish belief!"
"Then I'll just have to go there and blast them apart with magic granted by Brimir!" Louise hastily turned and stomped her way to the southern exit of Winterfall Town.
Erisdar chased after all, "What are you doing Louise?"
"I'm proving the fact that Brimir is real and that man can forget about his dumb fake god!" The young mage explained harshly.
"This is stupid, it's just a religion!"
"You don't understand Erisdar! You might know about a lot of things, but I know much more when it comes to culture and Brimir!"
"Don't you have free worship?" Erisdar asked.
"There is only Brimir," Louise remained stubborn on the fact.
"Yeah, but…" He trailed off as they left the safety of Winterfall Town, following along the road that led south. "We just got there…"
Louise Valliere was determined, her faith in Brimir was on the line. The young mage, only capable of making small explosions, trudged through the snow above the stone-paved road. She barely took notice of the amount of snow decreased and the environment changed around her to that of a large forest with dark blue and green trees, not covered in snow.
It was a radical change, but they had now left the Northern Mountains and entered the region of the Fall Forest.
"This looks familiar…" Erisdar trailed off as he took notice of the climate change, the freezing weather no longer snowing, the temperature now only a mild chill.
"Where are these supposed brigands anyway?" Louise questioned, starting to calm down a bit and think of how ridiculous she was being. "I… I was really frustrated wasn't I?"
"Maybe? You are pretty tired I can guess, so it probably made you more easily angered," Erisdar said. "This isn't Halkeginia, Louise, this is Kayla. Different place with different people."
"Kayla?" Louise questioned, she couldn't recall if he mentioned that before or not.
She finally stopped walked, they were in the midst of the road surrounded by forest, there was a crumbling pathway that led somewhere, most likely worn by nature, unlike the well-kept road they stood, or hovered in Erisdar's case, above.
"Yeah, it can be a pretty dangerous place-"
That's when three individuals, garbed in brown clothing from leather to cloth, came out of the treeline.
Louise gripped her wand, "Where they come from all the sudden?!"
"Probably spawned in, I think I remember now, this is where the ambush usually happens."
"Ambush!?" Louise shouted.
A brigand holding a hatchet and a shield charged forward, yelling, "Never should have come here!"
Erisdar arched a brow, "Why do I feel like I'm missing some sort of reference?"
The Chosen Dragon disappeared in a flash of blue light, before appearing behind the brigand group, attacking the one furthest back, a type of mage with a staff. He struck hard twice with his paws, the familiar's claws tearing through the cloth easily and fortunately critically wounding the man who fell down, bleeding out from his injuries.
Louise Valliere shook herself back into focus and raised her wand at the incoming brigand. She could feel her willpower simmer underneath, the young girl gathered it together and channeled it into the spell she knew best. Discarding the necessary chant as she knew them to be worthless in her incompetence at spellcraft.
"Fireball!" She shouted.
An explosion struck the brigand, who didn't even have to raise his shield in defense. The man was knocked off his feet, smoke pillaring from the front of his leather armor, but he recovered after a short while and stood right back up, clenching his teeth in annoyance.
"She's some sort of emissary, kill her quickly!" The brigand shouted.
'Emissary, but that… No time!' Louise thought as she gripped her wand with both hands and recalled her willpower once more.
Not that she knew the term, Emissary meant a type of elemental custom spellcaster in Life of a Dragon Sequel.
"Fireball!" She felt her willpower drain by a small margin, but she either always had considerable reserves or the explosion cost little to nothing.
A black smudge of smoke and kinetic force impacted once against the same brigand, the same who collapsed backward as his weapon flew right out of his reach and his chest plate splintered apart from the deadly force.
Then a flash of blue light, Erisdar hovered right over the man, and he brought his jaws right over his skull, crushing it before moving in front of Louise.
The noble would probably have been disgusted and vomiting was it not for the adrenaline pumping through her body and the threat of death still lingering from the remaining enemy.
"Say your prayers!" The last brigand said, who held a lance in his hand and a few others tied to his backside. "
"Fast Very Fast," Erisdar muttered under his breath, and with a sudden burst of winds wrapping around his body, his speed increased drastically.
The brigand thrower thrust the lance into the air, which Erisdar dodged with both his accelerated speed and his innate Hatchling Instinct. Louise barely avoided being hit by it, only being missed by the fact that foe wasn't aiming for her. Another lance was thrown, this time gazing the Chosen Dragon's side, a burst of greenish liquid surrounding the dragon's injury being combined by the leaking red blood.
"Did he just poison my dragon?!" Louise shouted in both anger and concern, pointing her wand at the brigand thrower's direction. "Take this, Fireball!"
It hit, her attack stunning the brigand and allowing Erisdar to tear him apart with tooth and claw.
Louise rushed over to Erisdar, "Are you alright, you aren't allowed to die!" She shouted.
"I'm fine, Louise, it's just minor poison, already gone, see?" He pointed a claw towards the wound, while it still lingered, the green liquid had already vanished and the wound already very slowly began to heal thanks to the Chosen Dragon's natural healing.
"How?" She questioned.
"The poison these brigands used is very weak, meant to deal… Um, hurt you over time for only a very short duration, they usually use this kind of poison to force you into submission, it can't kill you whatsoever. It can only last with repeated appliance of it," He explained.
She thought over it, "Alright… Thank, Brimir… I was… I was stupid, we can return to Winterfall. I won't do something like that again, it's not befitting of a noble!" Louise stated.
"Right, we'll- Oh," He suddenly went quiet.
"What is it? More brigands?" Louise had kept her wand in her hand just in case, instead of sheathing it.
"No, I think I see some sort of item, hidden in the bush," The non-elemental dragonet hovered over there and rummaged into the foliage before coming back with nothing.
"Um… So it was nothing…?" Louise questioned.
"I got it," Erisdar said before a large stone appeared before him into existence. "It just went into my inventory… It's called an Arcane Core, or at least that is what it says."
"Arcane Core…?" She said, looking at it.
The rock, stone, or some sort of gem… She couldn't properly describe what it was. It was more accurate to call it a fusion of the three, with cracks of purple and red energy that held a deep glow that practically simmered with magical energy.
Erisdar blinked as he stared at it… "Yes, P?" He strangely said.
The Arcane Core suddenly reacted as it's entire form burst with light before it turned into magical energy and rushed right at the non-elemental dragon. Erisdar clearly didn't expect this, but his entire figure was wrapped around with the core's energy. He landed on his feet as his scales shone with a bright intensity, causing Louise to cover her eyes in reflex. Erisdar's scales began to turn, it's dull gray hue transforming into a beautiful shade of lavender purple, his size increased only by a small margin, around nearly two-quarters of the young mage's height, but larger than her width entirely.
The light dimmed, the Arcane Core had vanished entirely.
Louise looked.
She couldn't help but smile.
'Erisdar… You truly are a dragon of the Valliere.'
Erisdar was now a Purple Dragon.
Current Status:
Chosen Dragon Player 1: Saito Hiraga - Alive - Purple Dragonet (Agility) Level 11
Chosen Dragon Player 2: Alex Storm - Alive - Bronze Dragonet (Strength) Level 8
Chosen Dragon Player 3: Asuna Godiva - Alive - Nether Dragonet (Strength) Level 10
Chosen Dragon Player 4: Artos Archway - Alive - Green Dragonet (Agility) Level 8
Chosen Dragon Player 5: Cora Rune - Alive - Blue Dragonet (Intelligence) Level 10
Dragon Slayer Player 6: Celdrahil - Alive - Slayer Level 8
Dragon Catcher Player 7: Rosina - Alive - Catcher Level 12
The Human Kingdom Player 8: Aylmer and Abigail - Alive - King Level 3, Princess Level [Error]
The Fel Empire Player 9: Grom - Alive - King of Fel Empire Level 7
Mercenary Player 10: Elizabeth Loyal - Alive - Sorceress Level 7
Observer Map Maker: Map Maker - Alive - The World Editor