In the flames,
They all walk in a room with a round table.
"Welcome to the round Table of the mage council, please have a seat" Arol says.
Those in the dragon pit, couldn't help but be amazed at the room, The Round Table of the mage council is room with a large, circular table where the mage council gather to discuss important matters, feast, and make decisions.
A grand, wooden table with a smooth, polished surface, adorned with intricate carvings of knots, leaves, and other mystical symbols. The table is massive, with enough space to sit comfortably, around 24 seats.
In the center of the table, a decorative hub or pedestal supports the table's structure, featuring a statue of a mythical creature of a dragon. The table's surface also features a subtle, inlaid pattern of gold, silver, or precious gems, reflecting the light and adding to the sense of majesty.
The seats around the table are depicted as ornate, with carvings of coats of arms, symbols and names. Those in the dragon pit did not know or understand.
Each seat is designated, emphasizing their equal status and unity as brothers in arms.
In the dragon pit.
"This put the small council chamber to great shame," said Renly.
"This mage council must be the most powerful group in this realm, to hold such wealth" Oberyn added.
"You speak true, Martell, there is enough wealth in this room to buy a kingdom." Orlena said, while the prince just smiled at her.
"There are 24 seats, in the room, do you think that's the number of members this mage council have?" Shireen asked her father.
Stannis did not have an answer for her, while the others heard her question and ponder the same thing.
The others were really worried now, even with all their magic, they couldn't help it. What does this mage council want with members of their houses.
In the flames,
After everyone took a seat, Arol started the meeting.
"Thank you all for answering the mage council call." He said with a serious tone.
"it's not like we had a choice" voiced Theon, which earned him and smack on the head, by Robb.
Arol gave them a small smile and continued speaking, "The mage council wishes for you all to participate in our mission to end the reign of the Dragon King"
Everyone tensed up after hearing what Arol said.
"Are you mad!" screamed Theon, as he abruptly stood form his chair.
"Reign in your tongue, boy!" said an irritated Gendry, still not forgiving him for calling his sweet sisters' whores.
Theon looked defiant until Gendry released a wave of red energy, the whole room felt it, to their shock.
Gilly, Talisa and Samwell looked like there were about to pass out. Val and Ygritte had to steel themselves at the blue-eyed boy power, while Tormund had a predatory grin on his face, even as sweat trickled down his face.
"Sit, down" Jon said to a now scared Theon.
"Gendry, it is alright" Arol said with a smile.
The suffocating power was no more when Gendry relax, Bella placed her hand on top of his calming her little brother dawn.
In the dragon pit,
They all felt it, this power, they have never felt such power before, it was like Gendry was trying to exert his own willpower over them.
The women had to try to regain their breathing, the children were shivering, Joffrey passed out, while Ser Barristan and Ser Jamie who was fell to their knees. Everyone else had sweat all over their face at the feeling.
"What in the seven hells was that!" Robert demanded of the red priestess.
"It seems, your grace that magic of Dakour is slowly leaking in this realm" she said, at awe that such a thing is happening.
"I hope this doesn't bloody happen often; my old heart can't take it" said the Queen of Thorns as she is trying to get her breathing under control.
"Barristan, king slayer are you alright" roared Robert.
"I'm fine your grace" said the Lord Commander of the kings' guards. Jamie gave a nod as they both stands up, still wobbly at the feeling.
Cersei managed to wake Joffrey up, who had no idea what was happening.
Tywin was feeling something he has never felt, Fear, it was a strange feeling to the old lion. The boy needs to die, was the only thing going through Tywin head.
In the flames,
Arol decided to speak again, "if you agree to the terms, you will be compensated, and the mage council will assist in returning you all to your realm"
This caught the westerosi natives' attention,
"Going to war with the dragon king, is a very dangerous move, Lord Arol" Mya said, having witness the vile being's power firsthand.
"I fully understand the implications, Lady Hawkeye." Arol said.
"And yet, you think we can kill him" Mya challenged.
"Not in the beginning, but over time we will manage to weaken his hold on Dakour and in turn weaken him" Arol responded again.
"How do you propose we waken him?" Ask Daenerys
"By first killing them" he waved his hand, and 10 shadowy figures appears.
"Who are they?" ask Bella
"The 10 dragon lords of Duir." He said with disdain. "They belong to a group of mages who once rule Dakour, but due to their unquenchable thirst for power, they wanted the golden tree of Yahweh. The mage council who would not let them use the devil fruits for their nefarious gains, we wage a four-hundred-year war against them. The 12 kingdoms of Dakour at the time joined the mage council, in the end, the mage council won, the kingdoms destroyed, the Tree was desecrated, and some fruits pluck from it, lost to the sands of time." He finished.
In the dragon pit,
To say they were shocked was an understatement.
"a war that lasted 400 years" Tyrion said shock, at the implication.
"So those 12 kingdoms are no more?" ask Renly.
"It would see so, it must a been a terrible war to destroy 12 kingdoms," said Stannis.
"Gods, can you imagine if we were still fighting the mad king and his spawns" ask Robert.
"it's best not to think on such things, your grace." Said Eddard to his friend.
The others were thinking what such a war would look like.
"Do you think Arol fought in the war" bran ask.
"Don't be stupid, no one can live that long," said Sansa.
"you're the stupid one" Arya fired back.
"Girls" Cat said Sternly, they glare at each other before turning their sight back to the flames.
In the flames,
"So, the tree, really exist" ask Domeric.
"Yes, it does" answered Arol, with a wave of his had the lords of Duir disappeared and the Golden tree appears.
The Golden tree a majestic and vibrant creation. With a sturdy trunk and branches, that shimmer in a warm, sunny gold. The leaves are a delicate, lacy patterns. With intricate details that resemble the fines filigree, and they glow with a soft, ethereal light.
The tree bark is smooth and unblemished, with a subtle texture that catches the light, giving it a sense of depth and dimension. The golden hue is rich and consistent, with hints of honey and amber that seems to shift and change as the light catches it.
The trees shape is elegant and balanced, with sweeping curves and gentle angles that evoke a sense of harmony and peace.
In the background, a soft, gradient sky with hues of pink, peach, and lavender, which complements the golden tree's warmth and adds to its sense of enchantment.
They were all at looking at it, wide eyes, its godly power soothing their worries.
In the dragon pit,
They were at awe, at the tree. As its power leaked through the pit, it enveloped them in harmony, peace with oneself. It's different from the power of the king's bastard's son, where his was one of dominance, this was serenity. Wonder from a mythical realm.
"What is this realm" Tyrion said.
"For magic to roam so freely" he continued.
In the flames,
"You said it was desecrated, how many fruits did you lose?" ask Robb.
Arol sighs and closed his eyes, for a minute before speaking. "Sadly, The Tree of Yahweh only have, the Human-Human Fruit, Model: Nika, Human-Human Fruit, Model: Buddha, Bird-Bird Fruit, Model: Phoenix, Op-Op Fruit, Time-Time Fruit, Dog-Dog Fruit and the Model: Okuchi-no-Makami, 7 out of the original 207 fruit it once held."
"Is that the reason, the mage council refuse to wage this war on their own" accused Loras, earning frowns from Jon and Gendry.
Arol spoke to stop them from confronting the Tyrell boy. "You are correct, Young Loras, if we leave the Garden to wage war, the tree will be unprotected and if it falls into the hands of the Dragon King, Dakour will be destroyed."
Loras said nothing in response, Arol continued speaking, "that is why, we decided to offer the contract to you all"
"Those 10 lords whatever won't be the only things we fight, will they." said Tormund, tired of all this talking.
He smiled and agreed with the young man, "they will not, you'll have to fight the horde of the dragon lords Known as Dragon spawns, bound to the dragon king himself. The elemental Golems, a once peaceful race of magical wonders now twisted by the dragon king foul power. The army of ogres, orcs, goblins, giant spiders, fell beast, Were-worms, Trolls and Wyvern, not to mention the Dragon lords themselves."
"We better be paid good for this shit," said Val, not liking the idea of fighting the Dragon King.
"If you are successful in completing the mission, the mage council will reward each one of you, 100 million Arish." Arol answered her, with a smirk.
"How much in gold dragons, Sam" ask a curious Theon
Sam now the center of attention, begin to nervously speak, "t- the equivalent of 5- 500 million gold dragons."
They all had the look of shock on their faces, while Tormund simply laughed.
(The next chapter will be part 3 of Meetings and Introductions, the last chapter before the fun starts.)
(Jon and Gendry are both students of Arol, they will not tolerate disrespect against him. They are also not aware that they are both his students.)
(As always, thank you for reading and Criticize, Criticize, Criticize.)