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Volantis, Plalace Behind the Black Walls, Eatern Bank.
All the three Triarchs of Volantis are huddled up together in front of a window together. The Triarchs shudder in fear as they look above the sky.
A great primal fear rise in them as cold sweat drip out of their pores. They no doubt feel the impending doom as they see... and feel, the three large shdows that loom over the city... Over them.
A letter bearing the Stepstons seal lay upon the council table. It's content demands the head of the Triarchs and the surrender of Volantis.
The Volantene Cities, Volon Therys, Selhorys, Valysar as well as thr major towns under the administration of Volantis has surrendered at the sight of an army of near 80,000 men and three large dragons.
A loud and ear-piercing dragon Screech sent a chill down the three Triarch's spines. The glass of the window was even shaking due to the force of the screech, even though the dragons were hundreds of meter up in the air.
Horonno was whimpering in fear and curled up in the corner. While the other two Triarchs covered their ears and eyes, thinking the drgaons would disappear if they can't see or hear them.
Aryanna snorted amusingly at the sight.
The Spymistress of Volantis was perched agaisnt a window, she deems the sight of once the most powerful leaders cowering in fear to be laughable. Having enough, she turns around to look up to the skies.
Aryanna cannot see the sun even though it was daytime, as the three gigantic dragons that belonged to the Valyria of Old circled above the large city of Valyria. Aryanna can hear screams of terror from the population of Volantis, as the crowd takes in what creature is above them... And realises this is not a dream.
But curious enough, Aryanna didn't feel fear though. Instead... she was aroused in a weird sort of way.
The spymistress grips her skirt tight,as she allows a maniacal grin to grace her beautiful.
"We have to get OUT of here!" Horonnk yelled in horror.
Aryanna chuckled coldly.
Her plans have already unravelled. The City Watch of Volantis, also knows as the Tiger Cloaks are now absolutely loyal to ther as she had ise bribes, blackmails and even acts of kindness to sway the captains of the Tiger Cloaks.
Speaking of the Devil...
Aryanna looks down her window and see a long column of Tiger Cloaks charging through the Palace gates, and putting all of Horonno's men to the sword.
As the Triarchs look out of the windows in horror at the sounds of screaming men. A dozen of Aryanna's personal female guards barged into the council chamber. Covered in the blood of the guards guarding the door.
Horonno now realises what is happening as his face turns white.
A Coup.
Aryanna laughed in a weird combination of sweetness, graceful yet cruel laugh. And declares "Too long has Volantis rot in the hands of Horonno and his circle of lust and greed!" Aryanna paused for a dramatic effect before declaring again "No longer! Today! In the eyes of the Gods of Valyria! The chosen Dragonlord shall bring justice upon you and bring Valyria back to iy's GLORY!"
Taelan Rexagon, Commander of the Stepstones watches sternly at the city gates of Volantis that is opening slowly.
Taelan puts a hand on his gigantic mace, deciding to stay vigilant should the Volantene try anything stupid.
But the gates opened to reveal a grandiose party raising white flags.
Taelan sighed in relief and rode towards the party alongside Belicho and Ordello.
Taelan stopped his horse around five meters from the Volantene party and asks "Has the people of Volantis Spoke?!"
A breathtakingly beautiful woman stelled forward and replied with an easy grin "They have!"
Taelan was about to ride closer before Belicho topped Taelan.
Belicho coughed and leaned towards Taelan "Commander Taelan, we should not trust this woman so easily."
Taelan looks confused as he asks "Why?"
Belicho glances at Aryanna and answers "Her name is Aryanna of the house Maegyr, rich and powerful, as well as the member of the Tiger Party. She is also known as the Spymistress of Horonno."
Taelan nods "You suspect this to be a trap then?"
Belicho nods "Indeed, rumour has it thatshe had plotted to kill her brother and father to become the head of house Maegyr. Before we surrendered to Lord Draeden, she is rumoured to have the support of the Tiger Cloaks as well as large trade houses that have ties with the Elephant Party, the rival of the Tiger party. "
Taelan nods sternly. But it seems Aryanna is growing impatient.
" Ah Belicho! Ordello! It has been quite a while since we last met when we're still on the same side! " Aryanna calls out, with a dangerous smirk.
Belicho nods" Indeed it has, but I have found a better and wiser master to serve now. Should do good to follow me in my stead as well! "
Aryanna scoffs" What makes you think you have the worth to treat with me! Where is your Dragonlord?! "
Taelan then glares questioningly at Aryanna "And what makes you think you are worthg of treating with our lord?"
Aryanna smirks in satisfaction at that and she snapped the finger for the Tiger Cloaks to bring forth Horonno and the other two Triarchs. "I belive you are Taelan Rexagon then. Reports seemed to not have disappoint this time. These four gifts are the guarantee of my worth to treat with Draeden Draetery! Dragonlord of Valyria!"
Taelan raises his eyebrows at that "I count only three, where's the fourth gift?"
Aryanna spreads her arms and declares, "Horonno, the other two Triarchs, and the jewel of them all, Volantis!"
Taelan looked towards Belicho, who nods. Taelan looked towards Ordello and nodded. Ordello then pulled out a war horn and blew it.
The sound was heavy and loud, most likely reaching the heavens.
With that, Taelan and his party moved away but not without declaring"Lord Draeden Draeterys will meet you now!
Taelan then raised his hand to signal something as he returned to the Stepstone camps.
Aryanna's eyes shot up towards the sky, knowing what will happen next, yet anxious and nervous, but tried to keep a cool composure.
A soldier then blew a horn that was so loud, it shook the outer stone walls of Volantis.
And the sun disappeared. A grand shadow enveloped them.
A loud and piercing screech called from above. Aryanna's blood ran cold at the screech, and she can't hide her fear anymore, nor can the Volantene contingent.
All of them are physically trembling in fear. And one of the Triarchs managed to collapse, they didn't even know if he died a because heart attack or he simply just fainted. None of them, dare to check on him when a large, red and deadly dragon descended upon them.
Baneryz screeched with malicious intent as it descended heavily on the ground, armoured scales clanking around.
The lesser members of the Volantene contingent kneeled unconsciously with a dragon in front of them.
Many of them sweat, pant and tremble in the face of absolute power.
Baneryz growled and moves it's head towards Aryanna. Cold sweat drips down her face as her entire body trembles in the face of death, a destroyer, a god.
Aryanna now realises the difference between Dragonlords and regular Valyrians.
Aryanna breathes heavily as Baneryz opens it's gigantic jaw, and saw red flame brewing inside the dragon's throat. All the members of the Volantene Contingent were already on their knees and hands, as terror has taken control of them, as they hope kneeling would please the gigantic dragon, that has the force to easily destroy Volantis.
Compelled by a primal fear, Aryanna fell to her knees and hands, not daring to breathe without the drgaon's consent. Her eyes refused to leave the ground, fearing that the dragon will eat her once she lifts her head.
Baneryz closed it's jaws in satisfaction at that and lowered it's neck to the ground.
Draeden then gracefully slid off Baneryz and walked in front of Aryanna.
Draeden examines the silver-haired beauty before demanding "Who comes forth to treat with me?!"
"Aryanna of the House Maegyr, Leader of Volantis!" Aryanna declares, but still doesn't dare to look up from her kneeling position
Baneryz growled behind Draeden, which sends a shiver down Aryanna's body.
Draeden was curious, 'Leader of Volantis? Not Horonno? Not the Triarchs?' So, Draeden declares with a commanding voice "Look at me."
Only then does Aryanna dare to look up and release her breath. But what she saw dropped her jaw.
The most beautiful man she has ever seen stood tall before her. Broad shouldered and full muscles that fill out his armour. Aryanna thought she had Valyrian features, but this Dragonlord humbled her. His short silver hair flew in the wind, while his determined eyes that bore violet and fiery red with gold rims stared right into her very core and soul. His face so sharp and so graceful that it took her breathe away. 'The Dragonlord can only be described by divine' Aryanna thought.
Draeden also thought the silver-haired and violet-eyed Aryanna to be beautiful, but he also feels that she is untrustworthy.
Draeden then asks commandingly "How is that the Triarchs are in chains and you claim to be the leader of Volantis?" as he points at the three chained Triarchs of Volantis. One already unconscious on the ground.
A moment had passed but Aryanna was still admiring the Dragonlord with doe eyes.
Draeden coughed loudly and snapped Aryanna back to reality" Ah! I'm sorry but what have you asked? " Blushed Aryanna
Draeden sighed and asked again" I ask why are you the leader of Volantis? Not the Triarchs? "
" The people of Volantis has spoken! They criticise the Tyranny of Horonno and his gang! And praise the Lord of Stepstones for he is glorious and wise!" Aryanna declares.
Draeden raises his eyebrows" Is that so?"
" I speak only the truth my rightful liege! Volantis is yours!" Aryanna then knelt again and the servants quickly handed a sceptre to Aryanna.
Aryanna then present it to Draeden. Who took it with grace." I accept the surrender of Volantis, my lady. And declare myself as the protector of the city. No one shall be harmed under my command! Arise"
Aryanna then rose and gestured towards the former Triarchs of Volantis "I have three gifts for you my lord! The Tyrannic Triarchs of Volantis!"
Draeden glared at Horonno and decided "By the old gods of Valyria! For your crimes in the sack of Myr and the false claim as Legacy of Valyria I, Draeden, Dragonlord of the house Draeterys, The rightful Legacy of Valyria, Lord of the Stepstones, Tyrosh, Myr, Lys, and the Disputed lands. Hereby sentence the Triarchs to Volantis to death by dragon fire! "
Inside Volantis, On top of the Blackwalls
The former Triarchs of Volantis was tied against three poles on the gigantic Blackwalls of the eastern district of Volantis. A crowd had formed on both side of the walls. With the crowd forming on the side of the Long Bridge being larger.
Many of the common folk struggled to look through the many buildings on the long bridge, while some directly climbed onto the roofs of the bridge.
On the richer side of the Blackwalls, a large and luxurious pavillion was set up, and inside sat Aryanna and her supporters.
Above them three dragons flew. But only one descended.
The red dragon landed on top of the blackwall and stalked towards the three Triarchs. The wall trembles at the weight of the dragon, and the Triarchs as well.
Horonno felt a greaf fear within him as the dragon closed in on him. His trousers are already wet by his own piss. His entire body shivered in fear, as he will meet his end here.
Draeden was on top of Baneryz as he urged him forwrad. Draeden laughed as he saw all three Triarchs tremble in their piss "Well, well. How can you be the legacy of Valyria when you can't even control your bladder?"
The Triarchs were whimpering by now and Horonno cries "Please! Have mercy!"
Draeden chuckled darkly "What of the people of Myr?! Have you answered their cries when you devastated it?! No, you shall pay for your own cries!"
The Triarchs are now openly crying and begging as Draeden delcared "Baneryz, Dracarys!"
Baneryz unleashed red dragon fire on the Triarchs that was hot with rage. The fire was so hot the Triarchs didn't even burn, instead they were incinerated. The black stone of the Blackwalls around the Triarchs even began to melt at the heat and magical properties of the dragon fire.
By the time Baneryz has stopped, there nothing there left, no Triarch, no pole, no life.
Not even ash was left of the Triarchs.
Baneryz let out a satisfied yet terrifying screech, and Draeden gave him a pet while Baneryz pressed into the pet.
Draeden then descended Baneryz and the wall, and walked towards Aryanna's Pavillion. Two Unsullied then flanked Draeden on both sides to offer protection.
Once Draeden reaches Aryanna, she stood up and bowed, while Draeden delcares "I want Horonno's treasuries to be emptied out as well as the other two Triarchs. Volantis will pay for the reparations of the war. With this money out in the markets, the economy will finally run once again."
Aryanna nodded and answered dutifully "Of course my lord."
Draeden was not done however " You played a key role in taking the city. Volantis will require a Governess, I am planning to give it you".
Aryanna kneeled "I would be honoured, my lord."
Draeden nodded and demanded "The terms are that the slaves must be released, should their masters refuse, I will enslave them in return."
Aryanna nodded, not really caring for the masters or slaves, but will do as her lord commands anyways to gain his favour "It shall be done my lord."
But Aryanna then apprached Draeden and put het hands on his chest, The Unsullied moves to intercept but Draeden stops them.
"Thank you for rewarding me my lord, for making me Governess of Volantis, for liberating Volantis, its people, and ME. How may I... REPAY you?" Aryanna flirts as she bats her eye.
But Draeden simply replied "Your loyal service will do, My Lady."
Aryanna didn't give up and continued "Oh I will be loyal to you, my lord". She then leans into Draeden and whipered "And I am yours to USE as yoh see fit."
Draeden gulped but replied "Very well, my lady. But for now, I wish to tend to my duties."
Draeden then left the Pavillion with an impressed Aryanna. 'This dragonlord... Is different than other men.'
Palace of Volantis
Draeden had written the order to hand the gold from Horonno's vaults to his Quarter master, so that he may hand out the gold as reward to his soldiers that had faught so valiantly and faithfully for him.
The soldier'smoney would do well for the economy, as war has made many to hold their wealth to themselves instead of putting it in the market, should these money enter the market if his soldiers spend it, it will encourage the growth and recovery of the economy.
Draeden wasn't done for the day, there are many more orders to be drawn up. One that requires tge Citadel Maester. The Master was already called for and entered Draeden's temporary chamber.
"My lord, you have called for me?" asked Maester Guydan in an almost fluent High Valyrian.
"I have Guydan, and you may speak the common tongue, I find the need to practice it." Draeden answered.
Guydan nods and said "Of course my lord."
Draeden then hand a letter to the Maester. "I didn't bring a keeper with me in this campaign, so I would require your Raven's help in this, I would require this to be sent to the Stepstones, to my mother specifically. I would like her to aid me here."
Guydan took the messgae and nodded, "Very well my lord."
The Maester of the Citadel felt to be more comfortable in the service of Lord Draeden Draeterys. He was unlike his fellow Maesters who wanted to serve lord that follows the Faith of the Seven, no he wanted to explore the world and undertsand new things that are curious.
And this Dragonlord is...curious. They claim that he came from Old Valyria, surviving the Doom. But if so, how? But no one questions their legitimacy having 3 gigantic dragons in his control.
Thr Maester had been writing about this Lord Draeden, to write about his exploits and behaviours.
The Maester then went to leave, but he then hear the Dragonlord stood up behind him. He was about to turn around and ask before Lord Draeden drew his Valyrian steel sword, Singflame and roared at a corner, much to Guydan's confusement.
"Do you think I cannot sense your magic assassin! Show yourself!" Draeden roared at a dark corner, Guydan was confused but turned into horror and shock when the shadow in the corner answered.
"So the rumours are true. You ARE The Flames in The Dark." The shadow whispered.
Guydan then bellowed "GUARDS! Assassin!"
The two guards immediately barged into the chanber and square up against where Draeden wad facing, but was confused when there was nothing there.
Draeden then stood closer towards the shadow, and demands "Who sent you?! Tell me!"
The Shadow then answered "I am no one."
Draeden then thrust Singflame at the shadow, the Valyrian steel sword glow red at the impact and much to the surprise of Guydan and the guards, drew blood.
The shadow then came out of the darkness, clutching his shoulder in pain . Draeden continued to point his sword at the shadow and demanded "Who are you?!"
The assassin seemed to be in pain but answered "As I have said, I am no one."
Draeden sneered but seemed to remember something. "Ah, The Faceless men."
The Faceless man then nodded.
"Tell me, what is this one doing here?" Draeden asks furiously .
The faceless men was calm as he answeres "To see on behalf of the order and the Many Faced god, if the Flames of the Dark has truly returned."
Draeden nods "Now you see that The Flames have lighten the dark, I am here, do you mean to take my life?"
The Faceless man shook his head "We still remember your father's aid in our desperate time, If the many faced god have want you dead, you are already dead."
Draeden nodded and asked "Is that all? To see me?"
The Faceless man knelt "I am here, not only to see if You have the magic of your family, but to also return a favour and offer our service."
Draeden sighs "Is that so?"
The Faceless man nods, and motions for his guards to back off.
Maester Guydan was further interested in the Dragonlord, 'what does the infamous Faceless men have to do with Lord Draeden?'
Draeden then asks "And how would the Faceless men like to serve me?"
The kneeling Faceless men then answered "In truth, Not only my order is indebted to you, but the entirety of Braavos as well."
Draeden was confused "What do you mean by that?"
The Faceless man smirks and said "All you need to know is that you have OUR support".
Draeden is confused but accepts "Very well then, but should you even consider of stabbing me or my men in the back, I will smite you and your god."
The Faceless man grinned "I do not expect less my lord, do call this one, Jaqan H'ghar".
To Asoklovon2015: Its nice that you've pointed out why Draeden decided to give so much money to his men. There are two reasons, one of which is economy. First of all I know a gold coin in Planetos is different. But, As you can see from the current wars from around the world, many banks and businesses chose to keep their moneys to themselves instead of letting it flow to the markets. Economy is built on cash flow around the market, by giving money to their soldiers, he can put Horonno's savings on to the market, letting it run freely. Secondly is the loyalty factor. Draeden's men have bled and died for him, Draeden has their loyalty by bringing so many great victories to him, but by rewarding them he will earn their faith in him.
In terms of armour, there are many videos on Youtube showing how flexible and mobile plate armour is. By the way... Draeden's soldiers are actually using lamellar armour, not plate.
I would imagine Imperial Elite Cataphract's armour from Mount and Blade Bannerlord as the regular armour.