the following takes place five years after the original mission by the moon and stars transfixed the mind of silverwing loaw okar kahuakhaun. peace has once again crept ascross the nest now reruled by copperwingthefury. danger still lurks out there in the inexplicably retaining tainted mind of one last night fury follower vowing to come back with an army of night furys to sow revemge. and one other soom to use military surgical strategy like never before to test against the forces of peace and neutrality. these are their stories.

He looked himself in the reflection of the water puddle, running his hand through his cropped hair. He was about 14 or so years olf now, a sadder duller grimmer personalty his eyes had seen much in his lifetime. Including meeting a few rare time a select few ultra rare "nert furts" real life dragons. A rain just bucketed its catch onto the south village wich he lived his ordeary, viking-y life. The famed warrior women, quote admired for her extraordinaire axe susses and athleticism, more then once saved some poor huntsman from attacking dragond. She was once upon a time his wife. Sadly he hadnt wedded her that long, a large troubled (possibly contained rabies he couldnt exactly what was its condition white 'nert furt'; luckily, his wife ixora Jackson showed him out of the way with the nonlethal side of her axe, ending right in the white dragons line of fire. However might vikings though they were give or take a villagers opinion of how bullheadedness, no one can winch the hands of time or fate back a notch.

The vikings name was blueflame or john. Hed cropped his hair Since the viking ordeals to show his maturity. originally left long messy and gold or black. Still curious and troublesome by nature it was encountered useful by the village for his helpful pointers. Musnt there be a better way to be vikings? All that bellowing and partying late into the night staggering out like unstable-snorting-out-Meade-out-their-nosterls-warthogs-with-togas? wasnt there more civilized traits out there? Maybe a different path? Blueflame intended to find out. He pulled himself together, toughened his pigskin longboots designed for wet weather and marched off to chief bork the bolds hut. Perhaps hed retrieve some answers there as mutch for his own awareness as much as that claiming-to-be as smart pig-in-trousers. He knocked. Upon hearing the invitation to come in blueflame did so. "ash flameblue. what have you come to complain about this time? Given the fact that most villagers complain about this the other way 'round?"

talk about even spelling johns nickname correctly. Smart indeed. Bork sat in the far corner near the fireplace carving a wood something with a putty knife, doing nearly more damage to hos previous fingers then that block of wood. Hos eyes warned him to not talk about 'them dragons again.' Blueflame awkwardly slid a chair rather squeakily across the floorboards until he was level with the chief. Bork said nothing. John said nothing. So there they say in silence until blueflame broke it, eyes on the fire, remembering a purple variant slamming into hos wife. "so...here we are." Bork kept his eyes on his work, appearing oblivious to the vikings words but blueflame knew he was waiting him to get to the point without him needing to waste words. "so you know we kinda have enough weapon wealiding vikings. All those pointy bits of metal we really dont need. Maybe more bread-making vikings or water canal digging vikings. You getting my drift here, chef?" in answer bork leaned over the chair throne arm and and fetched something in a meaty fist and let drop with an ugly clang at blueflames feet. his eyes remained to his carving. "youll need this." Blueflame sighed, struggling to heft the single sided axe and miserably failing. He left in the floorboards trying tio meet borks eye, who seemed intent to glue hisw own on the carving.

"um chief bork sir i dont mean to show more disrespect on your...uh...gift, but i dont want to relearn the art of war. Yelling. You know typical viking stuff...less civilized business of us being us." Bork finally lifted his focus momentarily to the young man across him, expression a warren of thoughts most prominently was this a joke? Then he creaked a smile, waving the cutting tool around in the firelight air in a guffaw. One of the clumsy exasperated swipes came a little too close for comfort. "nawww. Common yes you do." Blueflame resisted temptations to roll his eyes at bork. Some wondrous fear inducing chief. "no im really quite extra sure i do not want warfare. That was kind of ixxys kind of feature. Head lopping, arm taking, foghorn yelling, had taking kind of lady. Not the type to hold your hand. by that i meant the hand without the viking attached to it."

"But you will learn the ways of the viking. I approved of your marriage despite the ungainly appearances, she taught you maturity and usefulness. 'tis a shame that she got lost by a 'nert furt" he scratched his head confusidly. Three years ago she was lost to the white 'nert furts' plasmablast blueflame decoded was purely accidental and it wast feeling well. Yah well blueflame would let bork believe that fable. "chief i cant learn warfare. My ingenuity lies elsewhere." At last a reaction: bork cursed under his breath as the putty knife missed a curve slicing into the finger instead. A spasm of violence later he flung the wooden something into the dreggs of the fireplace, blueflame watching in despondent silence as all that effort burnt to ashes. Sutch a needless waste. "flameblue, when you carry this axe with you, you display the hardstrongness of a proper chest thumping viking. 'oie think it was a grand idea you'ad a wife...brought out that proper growing up acquitted...well just have to find you 'nother wife."

Blueflame let out an exasperated sound and threw back his chair. "with all due respect pretty vikingesses dont grow on trees for the picking. I dont know why ixxy even chose me way back when. Not that easy." It was bork the bolds turn to turn to the dancing flames in the fireplace in mesmerized in thought. "son, im going to come clean with you: ever since we took in the loss of ixora Jackson as the best offence against invaders, many of us fear youll get into mischief. ever since those of is left trudged back from losing to alvin the treacherous we fear a return warfare is coming for us. Alvin's a brutal one, who does not like the fasct we 'trained' dragons, and tier still being mauled by dragons. or fear an attack is imminent. We want to stop feeling vulnerable many of my villagers disagree with your methods of peacekeeping." Blueflame rolled his orbs. "without them telling it when i pass them by i suppose?" bork was a cold mean fellow for instead of the reaction the young man expected the chief rubbed his hands gleefully together. "quite right, flameblue. Quite right indeed. Now if youll excuse me i have a field to attend to in the weapons shed: seems i aint been foretelling 'nuff when i said one set of battleaxes per household, and not giving them girly names like daisy." taking that as borks typical forgetful dismissal john excused himself closing the door behind him. He had a lot to think about: oh how he could imagine himself doing adventures with dragons again.

The nest was in utter chaos. Bat winged shapes of various subdued Colors cried out in mingled sounds of confusion, one voice unable to be picked out individually. "whats going on? Its chaos. Why arent my mate in my cave?" "what is a two legged?" sniped a slimmer mid-riffed yellow undersided dragoness randomly into the ensuing din. Denix-replay, centurpoeade and a clumped nest fury group fidgeted uselessly on the top of the rocky nest, the ground could easily be seen in all directions for miles. Centurorpeade gave the female a look. "seriously? A flesh and blood? Here? Whats bitten your tail?" denix fluffed her wings mildly irritated, not relaxing then in one place for too long a time before resettling them against her back. She was one of those slippy attention spanning dragons, remaining focused on no one subject for a long time. Typical denix: she put in a show acting unconcerned and unbothered by what went on around here. Or who she happen to bother.

Shed act bord and rude that you didn't notice her passes at garnering attention, then as soon as you took a look her way for her to have her say (or pretended to care to) shed hiss and scoff why in dragonsake where you staring at her that intently. A few clueless dragons perked up at denixs attitude. The ones behind her mercifully out of her sight rolled their eyes glad they were facing her tail instead of her moody snout. Though if they saw her catch thier reactions they rather endure it them flutter off to somewhere where they might not be useful. She was additionally known for uttering whatever crept out pf her jaws in a huffy sardonic condescending tone, peering down her snout as trough everyone should've known that obviously by then, your ignorance on the subject a grave disappointment to the dragoness. she kept making snide comments on just about anything. "despite their annoying marauding presence, either they didnt understand my dragonic or, maybe get it though if they were to say anything i wouldnt be all that interested in their opinions, or they didnt have any, witch would be preferable. I suppose i might be able to tolerate the ones who rode on my back along time ago (another story night if the fury part 3) as long as they make equally silent brats."

However dramatic her guise was, smart memory retaining dragons saw right through it. She could sum up an arch look to cover up her pursuing fear of being a tool of the moons hunger killing lust, but all her cutting remarks she could come up with excellently came up mutch too late, where she could safely retreat to the safety loneliness of her private cave. Fuming. Truth be told she fumed not to suitably. Little surprising none of her other advisers to ruler korin seemed to notice the emotions under her scales. "yah wheres the two legged flesh and bloods? What would are do without? shout louder! Haha! Yeh!" she called into the mingled combined cries; swiveled half on her haunches and gave the nearest nest furys a naughty smile.

Muttering words a polite dragonnd not say lowly at the shuddering rear leg abnormally centurpeade shrugged politely. " i dont think that's adding to the calm around here. Many dragons are hurting as it is from that showdown in the cave mouth, when two of our friends names i do not know were lost to the bad guy. If i were them id be afraid, it justy makes sense." Denix gave centurpeades visibly occasionally twitching leg a second glance. "yah well im not, i faced aranidaes sweet slippery mouth and fell for it. I can handle that snake this time. The white one im less sure of. Shes more...prickly then the one who manipulated me." "i have no idea what yor talking about" viced another fury. Denix swirled around and glared at the hapless fury.

The shadow fell thick on the pair of winged dragons out there alone, no longer aided by the brutes lurking presence. The long spine ridged back of loaw veen ontonyterys sat upon the rock while the sole follower, much more tactful and quiet then brutish alteriousd been as far as loaw veen observed, the only follower in existence serving her and the moon. The follower and its scale patterns cast in shadow bowed respectfully behind her spurt of rock. Night fell, and the moon was at its brightest. So too sat ontonycteris, back curved with the posture of her siting posture, making her back-spines silhouetted against her follower behind her. "so...i have obtained the dark mirror, like you asked. I have linked two more dragons in their own past times rejoined with your will. I haven't failed anyone. Im looking for your blessing on my ultimate position as true leader of the night furys and any pother species that comes to eventually serve me. I am a follower no more?" thankfully the moons voice replied.

"rissse child of the night. Wisssh and need has graced thiss child of the night. Feel sssatisfactrion. Iss the object of my desire ssafe?" ontonycteris nodded and assured the night sky it was. This was bad news for the inconstant dragons standing in her way to pacify the land to completion but a step forward to right wrongness for her. The others obviously offended by their actions take for what her believing and too stupid to notice. Shed stashed the recently acquired piece of volcanic obsidian dark mirror ina safe place for use later, and shed disappear. To train herself better. (more on that later.) so she was now leader. A jubilant thought like that granted after three days into being a reborn brethgeren of the night sky sent her bloodlust feeling striking through her veins. But feed-um from corrosive forces like banded together night furys musnt be celebrated yet, still a long ways for showing all was just and right the god protectors mission. With loaw veens strategist mind at play, shed help her creator get there.

Faster then any leader ever managed so far. Regrettably she only retained authority over one insignificant night fury follower. That problem should be soon addressed with the pother sub leaders as loaw azeros aranidae and loaw dagny perseverin shed cast into the land go gather lose wandering dragons tio the cause. Fir not ontonycteris would like due witch one shed accidentally converted during perseverinsd and aranidaes alteration back to what they one were. Thier innocent departure also allowed for her to do her work unobstructed in her fullest without potential backstabbers lying in her midst waiting tier moments, especially that small spiked ebony one with the practiced sweet conniving smile. The dragon shed keep ion contact with the moon about its activities and make sure it stuck true to her direction.

Without turning around: "as youre the one i must make due for now, tails and talons supporting me, i have a plan devised to hurt the blind further. Thier time is ticking, as i warned before i left to let them brood on my offer placed before them. Seeing as of yet no others wing thier way to me begging for forgiveness from my master measures will have to be taken to further their choice." Silence behind her ment the submissive-postured breeder of darkness still listened for what was asked of it. Something ontonyteris appreciated in a servant. She curled her claws and uncurled them on the stone thoughtfully. A mirthful laugh bubbled up within as an idea took root. "go to the hideout of the blind where i made you see, study then. There are a few i remember there that have high trust among st the ignorant dragons among my time as a fool scraping at existence. Like us but far stupider. An example of that nest shall have to be made. Send them a message: study them at first. Find the ones losrt loyal to that diminutive little reptile placed in charge to rule them. He shan't know whats coming. Dont eliminate him. Put him in a position of insecurity, scare him. Make him see our way is the only way to salvation for him and his entire nest."

Her ear frills perked at the followers calm observant voice, the slight rustle of its heavy tail swishing the ground mullingly around it. "so you want me to sneak in at the darkest hour and study? I was built to observe and move about unseen unobtrusively. Thats something i discovered i had. Done! i suspect there is more then youre telling me. My mind senses it. A greater purpose asked of me is at work from my leader." A slight pause to ontonyteris mastermind brain it was reluctant to ask. This keen mental note taking oddly pleased the leader rather then fluster, a accidental yet prized follower of hers to have Been made to see indeed. She said carelessly over her overscailed soldier.

"There is one more thing...if i can trust you to do it i am free to pursue...other objectives." Loaw veen smiled thinly at the thought a dragoness whose days couldnt be any more happier or successful. She said what she wanted the follower to be in addition. A louder noise announced the dragons stepping out of the stone rocks casting lengthy shadow. Wen you looked at him you realized why he was so difficult to pick out the furys pelt patterns in the first place. He was all blackish bluish sparkly. A mesmerizing sight to behold when one looked close. The only other noteworthy feature were the three conspicuous pieces of jewelry adorning each frontal paw and the snug tight necklace, all with infused hot purple inlay diamonds. The follower took a final glance up at his leader and offered a wing-splayed deep bow. "if that is what the stars will wishes for me" said haides loaw annwn, formerly the son of many. "consider it done."

shadows loomed Thick and heavy in the cave where nest ruler copperwingthefury resided; the dragon was not alone. hed hurriedly summoned his closest supervisors to him from the chaos outside, calm and respected abydos and his recent mate, worrisome obuekhov unsure susses saved the rulers nest from some pretty unpleasant urprises by the forces of curation. one other was present as well, a fusha pelt patterned and danaros. while chaos reigned outside with the ruler desperately wanting to gather it all under calming control, copperwing was in here, discussion his private meeting. what was he to do? unfortunately for an abbreviated korin his undesired 'guardian angel' torrid who wouldn't leave him alone enough, in his opinion, refuse to leave his side. said dragoness was in a flurry of dismayed denial. "b-but there might be any number of-" "out" korin moodily pointed with a claw. torrid rarely left korins side ever since the disaster quite like this one a few weeks ago and the diminishing of corrupted dragons down to one: loaw nezere alterious. no one knew whered he flew off to but anywhere out of their sight and not right here menacing them was a start.

no one had seen or heard a whiff of him until this evening. though ti find when the forces of misguidedess, still doing the god protectors dirty work, aptly originally named deathbringer not present in this new dragons greeting them, it unnerved obuekhov. where was his sneer-y lurk-y hulking presence like a malevolent scheming tyrannical shadow of not at this fith leaders side? he was known for brewing alterious motives like a black hole. a dragon not to be trusted. where was that monster plotter on wings? torrid opened and shut her jaws several times lightly outraged. the desired on a hurt "fine then, mr high and mighty scale-snout. thats just fine. you do not want my presence near when disaster whips to your side to strike you down when i would've protected you, fine. i offered, thats all. see how you enjoy vulnerability." she cried flying out into the night. (into the greedy talons of another soon enough, making copperwing sorely wish he could resend those words far sooner)

abydos wizened as he was watched hurt torrid retreat without comment. she was obviously the type p dragons to show quite clearly where her loyalty lay, and who chose to let it hurt her the thickest. abydos suspected she had a soft spot for the smaller ruler, maybe even dare say it a motherly side to her; the feeling of not losing a former dragonet or one that never was because of the atrocity, inciting that self need fir her mental recovery. he bumped a wing against obuekhovs brown scaled side to halt her from going after her or say something rash. its best this way his movement suggested. korin in his haste harnessed temper merely glowered after her and turned back to his advisers. his manner to obuekhov was worried for him additionally. by the hour sience their awful transfixed leader and her cronies recreated loaw azeros and loaw dagny departed their nest, to throw it into the mood it was now, copperwing and or his attitude slid dangerously ever more closer to the percipience that was his arrogant father. silverwingthefury.

silverwing was a bully, powerful showoff, conniver, planner, secretkeeper of a dragon who as it turned out became the first leader molded by the stars into loaw okar already crept closer to the percipience and fell down that dark path, his son was on an easy slope down that same slide to becoming the exact same thing. all he needed was a few good mental shoves due too something unforeseen to make him fal into the same mold, his thirst/dedication for justice consuming his mind until it became twisted beyond rational thinking. obuekhov couldn't exactly put her talon on copperwings becoming this new self and that heightened her fears. something in her snout must've shown, korins paranoid face caught her eye inpaitentlky. he gestured with a silver plaited wing. "are we at a council of planning our next move por are we flying the skies in a fantasy daydream? hm? pay attention! i came here to settle matters quickly not a center fir playful dragnets."

spending enough time with denix-replays quirkiness mustve rubbed of on her for she swore of the nest fury were allowed her shed offer a comment like 'whose talking? i couldve sworn you were smaller then us. or we have longer legs off the ground then you. take a pick, but as i see it youre still little.' she roller her eyes at her own assuming wit. "obuekhov!" she startled dismembered seeing copperwings snout looking like a fierce thundercloud. "focus here! now!" she mumbled an apology and ducked her head. "alright as o said i think its time i take full final actions to shove their motives right down their throats. those bodies pitilessly slaughtered in that cave proves to me i can not leave my dragons in danger while their memories Hang about those dragons in fragmented tatters. my father wanted to expand his creators up in the skies evilness, i will crush them. those of you waiting for me to do so will be pleased. ive been some sort of frittering idiot sequestered away in my cave afraid to take action. no longer."

"from now on im done hiding. this big jerks threatening what i love in life showed me steely actions is required to stamp out the dregs of evil. im fed up with us having to feud with ones that look like us but not right in the brain. i plan to stop it." the last word put extreme empysyus on the rulers heated words accompanied by the stamp of his paw. abydos made a sound in his throat ti get copperwings attention. he gazed at the ebon and yellow striped dragon somewhat reluctantly still absorbed in his patriotism. "that sounds like a good idea, but if i may point that out, theirs several flaws with that plan." korins mask of fierce silence dared the larger to point out what exactly was wrong with it. "sience two more leaders are out there, most conveniently in the furthest corners of the land where itll take awhile to find them, i might caution rushing determinedly straight at them at them is wrong. i knew perseverin: i hid out among her (another story in dragons we trust part 2) followers for some time studying her, watching her plot, its where i chose to wind up after kahakhauns brethren split up after his defeat. of all furys here i know her the best."

korin appeared like he couldnt control his temper. "so? this helps us how? what this accomplish?" he asked impenitently. "i mean...we go after them separately. i-" he was interrupted by korins anger boiling over. "no! i refuse to let that torrid dragon be the only thong to shield me here, not retaining half the sharp memories a night fury should posses, while the rest of the lands smartest chase off, toward those leaders." he lowered his head subdued. ironic abydos thought for one whod suggest the opposite moments before that ready to pursue them vehemently at the drop of a wing. he said nothing: hed flown off the emotional ladder himself a time ago facing kahuakhaun beating them down. "no! i need dragons here to defend the nest. i...dont want to be alone again; i fell to one of those dragons myself. it was a harrowing experience. i dont want to feel vulnerable like that again." nods from some of the assembled council.

"but we need watchful eyes on rogue dragons like them. i will handle perseverin. i feel like i need to. her reign didnt last long, thank dragonkind. but given the fact shes a murder in the scales i know her get-dead-quick schemes to those who anger her, snapping free briefly for a time among us only dulled what she has potential of. i must keep watch over her movements and stop her when the time comes." everyone acceot ruler korin gasped, mingled explanations of hes crazy. abydis gaze as all fir his mate. "alone. has to be. bands of dragons behind me as support will just make me easier to pick out. she recognized me for thed death of silverwing and as she holds a sort of partial reverence fir him. me having to kill him marked me as a dragon toe kill first chance her deadly whims, im on knifes edge with perseverin. i dont intend to battle her sooner then i have to, surely she hasn't forgiven nor forgotten me or what i did."

obuekhov went through a mix of emotions in that moment but couldn't think of anything to say so she silently let go, hoping shed see n meet him up later. she made her choice, and it wasn't siting here doing nothing. "then im going after the other one. i may look frail but thats deceptive. ive fought my share of dragons. i can handle myself-" "no i think not. im going to gio after vipre, you can stay here and dream about going, but no, im definitely most absolutely sure you are staying right here" said a steely new voice. korin gritted his teeth seething in silent anger. he didnt pay attention to the dragoness framed in the cave entrance, he knew who it was, wasnt going to give her the satisfaction of irritating him further. specifically because he asked outside dragons not to be in this meeting. denix-replay sauntered in radiating indifference. she gave copperwings snout a look akin to sticking her tongue out like a three year old dragnet before giving her wings a stretch. "git utterly bored out there so i figured id let myself right on in. excuse me ruler but i couldnt contain my bordum a wingspan longer. i figured silence the bad guies led spouting their lordship nonsense, the only entertaining place in this nest was right here. i hope you dont mind" she threw in condescendingly korins way worth a whisper tone. "i know vipre well enough to go after him and do my thing."

now it was copperwings turn to snicker. "do your thing? yah sure, what does that entail? you going to put on a happy go lucky front and order that one down? that male even ogoit me to believe its forked tongued lies. i suppose you can just go on in there and do your thing huh? hows that working for you?" debnixs expression morphed through a variety of expressions before settling on a disbelieving scowl. obuekhov stifled a smile at denixs redirected treatment being served just dues. but she too shot down her boldness. "if anyone should be chasing after vipre its me. aby- i know what youre thinking: shes not able to take or fend for herself, she worries too much. that last part may be true. dont get me wrong. someone has to track vipre too and that dragon should be me." she looked from nest fury to furys reaction. denix-replay raised her brows as if that contained all the desierain belief she needed to convey. copperwing was the scene of barely contained rage, though he was doping an admirable job of harnessing it. danaros and the other unnamed fury couldnt offer a choice one way or the other.

and her mate...why his expression came a mixture of hurt and faith: trusting her abilities to sum up that mutch courage to pursue one of the moons strongest manipulators, hurting for his own fear of separation of his mate afraid nether would come back from their objectives. "enough! i make the decisions here! i do!" thundered korin, his deceased fathers manner clearly in his tone. "obuekhov your staying here! i need some fury around her that actually knows what a wing and a rock are. i might club someone over the head with one. denix your free to go. please fly far far out of my sight. i dont need your ego spouts around me. go! go fight vipre. i hope you come back in one piece" his icy stare at her seemed to disagree. so thats how far copperwing had gone, then, in becoming so much like silverwing, letting his mission-to-justice-fog his senses. "all this flirty, high and mightiness thing you do is to make a joke at my expense. bout dont you pretend its anything else!"

the mood in the cave was sharp. abydos sighed. "and what about the newest one all in brown? to hold that object to greet us in the stars name/ what of her?" the moon grew dark. korin was little in his teenage years as a night fury but in here it wasn't hard to imagine a dark strong commanding presence taller ominous dragon standing there behind copperwing, the shadow of temptation just out of talonsreatch, his invisible shadow draped like a cloak on his living son. looking every bit as evil as loaw okar kahuakhaun. he flicked his talons out to stare at the blades in front of his eyes, imagining a a fate abydos could not see. the burgeoning dark side, just like his friend Nona, was showing. "oh, believe me...i have plans for her" came the eerie deep voice.

It hadbt been seen in awhile but two of the more beazen classic viking built tribes gathered in avilns village. Thaty was Alvin the treacherous, oh hear hkis nane and tremble toi yiuo. Mocked by asime as too dim for hos btritcfjhes, the lify heavy thinfs asnd club someone over the head type of villager, ion gacr the oposite came true. The viking chief was as trvjerious as a cgieftrain could get. Tyhe cklue was in thr nane really. Quite a tactdfiul thinking choief. A few aceotions like his hunytsnans abandoning his orders right around tha 'de-dad' attack decended in his fitefied village, allowing in the mayham a dragon and three viking inturns toliterwally dissapprar unnoticed. Aliiv yet to find oiy how that operarion suseeded from the depths of hios dyngion. Three intuns from rediorned pout of the loudmouthed pf thwem, and a ratre nery furt mysteriously disappearing into thin air. How cvould alvin notve firseen that?

Moee lick;ly hjow inept was her at letting them flee? With the chief across from him in the granbd hall seatec across from him ak,vin intended to find out. Over the rough hewn table was the outcasts visiting tribe they not-so-merrily-hotsted: the berserkers! Whipping hios soward wikdly through the air not caring if the weapon accidebtkly slioced the heads loff hos nearest bodyguards, stood the one mad himself, dagur the deraged. Thius was the furst time abn ifficiakl gatherig of the two moreupleasant tribes met,. And already both chieftains garnered a mutual distrust of eatchothers motives. Surely dagur wasnt just here to negitaiuate an alliance? Surelu that crafty alvin wasnt just agreeing to provide something the berserkers wanted. Both tribes were weary of eatchiother, guards hgabsds hovering readily over thge hilt of whatever weapon they stashed in their belts. Dagur gave one last flurry of his soward, threw his practiced arm forward to fling his weapon to the side of the tracvherious chief, nd sat back with his arms behind his head contentedly.

Alvin made a move to didge before realizing the sward had flown to the side of hois head burying itself in the wall behind. "nah if it was pointed at your head, i would've aimed there, mewahahaah" pointed out dagur smugly across the table. Alvi slammed a meaty hand on the table. "dat aint funny. Now...we ave something ya wont. Id be careful wit yuo aim at lest i decide to destroy it." dagur merely cackled. It was when he stopped suddenly that he went down to business. "so thanks for youre tending to otr every comfort for my berkerserks. Really a handsome display you treat my men to. But enough ploy. you harber something my tribe has saught for years and asre unwilling to forge a joint alliance to get it. Thats assuming you dont cross us like the name implies, and i have to forge your heads in the flames of your blacksmiths stalls instead." Alvin the treacherous scowl as usual, sterile expression set within that impressive beard unable to be swapped for anything else, grew deeper still.

"my idea is this: we grab that object...like have youre men do it now...we go loot that fragile bork the bolds village as suffice for annoying me too many times, all the loss of my battle at the nert furt nest, while your little band of reject thugs surround his settlement." "haha i do not think so dagur" chuckled alvin joining the facade of thinking it all a good time. He became suddenly serious, slamming his mud of Meade on the table. "first i get 'dat trio of smart alicky intuitions from dat shamble of unguarded timber. Then 'an only then do ya get 'a object yoir triber wants." Dagur shot up from hois provided plush chair to look alvin right in that treacherous eye. "oh really al-?" the chief maintained the glare right back unwavering. "yah reeeeally. Or i could 'ave my blacksmith smelt 'a thing 'ats lasted fer centuries melt away in 'a blink of an eye. Because me wants someone too. I wont the dragon conqur'a escaped from me dungeons and ill 'ave no one double crossing thr treacherous."

Dagur thought back through the layers of craziness clogging his psychopathic brain to that yearly arena skinning of a dragon for sport. Yes there seemed to be a connection from someone like that his berserkers informed him tried harnessing one pf those captured 'nert furt' proze that tournament. And (another story the shades of death) the curly haired chunky boy had tried to make off with it. The nerve! of course a tried and failed mass of 'nert furts' proceeded upon dagurs settlement to tourtch it. As far as he knew that tinkerer-boy was still alive, glimpsed used in the 'nert furt' very mutch alive. Moreover as far as he knew tat slippery elusive 'nert furt' of white was out there, his to take revenge on. Perhaps an alliance now would nip his dragon catching problem in the bud. Alvin gave the berserk chief one last scrutinizing glare before marching off with his ringleader outcasts, a few remaining at attention in the room near the far corners, to insure dagurs vikings remain under watchful eyes.

If alvin thought he was so leaving n the high ground/the last laugh, that was grossly mistaken. Dagur had the winning maniacal smile in the end. This alliance was in his favor, befitted his men more then the tribe proposing the alliance. One of the crazed chiefs more trusted advisers to March the whole trek to the outcast village sidled a step toward dagurs ear. "humph. Why are we working with him?" he cracked his knuckles in response. "you ninny. Because we want that object. Once we grab it we can be rid of this ohhhhhhh im so tactfully smarter then us berkserks blasphemy. Outcasts are labelled as sutch for a reason. And i know some really really despicable methods for alienating alvins men." He licked his sward testing its sharpness and grinned a deranged grin, imagining all the daguresque possibilities.

that evening denix-replay and abydos set off from the nest in two different directions: the cocky dragoness north to aranidae and whatever manipulations he was enacting there. abydos south on brave wings toward perseverin and her tyrannical moods awaiting him. none of this however escaped the observant eyes of spine-backed loaw veen ontonycyerys sitting in the protective cover of some scant trees, the muddy black of her scales blending in. she couldnt help the coy smile on her jaws at that. "even better then i could've hoped. more dragons off to obey your will. this plan is the third of many to divide and conquer the blind. and its beyond my brightest hopes for them to encounter the leaders i sent out ahead of me. may so it be they are enlightened upon meet them. good luck dragonssssss" she whispered in a breathless evil hiss watching the v-shaped blotches of color fade into the distant horizon.

obuekhov let out sigh she didnt realize shed been holding in. now along with the wing-load of other problems she naturally worried about there came the missing dragon she hadnt seen all ever sience the others didnt come back. flown off to rescue the furthest sent leaders. she placed absolute faith in her mates wining out over rash perseverin. it was denix-replay obuekhov wished she could be so sure about: the was bound to start her drama queen act in the face of a wrong enemy more then capable of seducing her scaily form under his will again. his sly ways will have become oozy sweet as ever. had she really learned from her mistakes last time? a rustle of wings at the back of the high up cave gave the hint she wasnt alone. "could you keep it down? im trying to snooze here. better yet why dont you leave my cave entirely? just a thought." obuekhov held back a mildly annoyed growl: copperwingthefury was being pushed hard as ruler of a nest of the thousand night furys and more. she arched her brown neck to give korins huddled form a look. "cant you be compassionate about another dragons well being? arent you even remotely concerned about a dragon who had the generosity if not the brains to offer to protect you from harm? nor the fact you seem to damage that dragonesses feelings?"

korin shuffled the other way so his spine ridged back was to her. "no" was the short and simple reply. "dont want her help and am glad of her final disappearance from my sight." obuekhov sighed again, gazing back out the cave entrance. where was torrid? she shouldve been back by huddled her wings in close to her brown scales. her wistful snout etched permanent worriness in her eyes. the nest always felt imposing and large with all the nest furys she knew/grew to feel comfortable with/felt forgave her former transgressions in the past while not herself. forbodingly the nest felt even larger now without those nest fury. ether mind controlled by an all persistent god protector or off perusing those altered dragons. having the humbling knowledge that one or both might not come back, dead converted or worse. she may not like denixs idea but rather unfortunately it held merit.

both her and abydos wold be better off tackling loaw dagny and perhaps that way sysess would be assured. then go help denix release vipre. by then like her ruler said what dragon be left to defend the nest? so instead her thoughts turned inward not hearing the movements outside the cave. "hello?" said a voice "um i think someone needed to come see a brown dragon matching youre description. its about something important." the voice snapped her out of her reverie. "what is it? do they want something" she asked to the night fury blotting out the light in the cave. the halo around it (it was male she could hear) the night fury made it difficult to tell if it was someone the dragoness recognized. "whats it about?" the other seemed to falter, and obuekhov had to remember to be forgiving with these creatures. it wasnt their fault they lost most of their memories after the night sky released them. unwillingly of course.

"i dont remember but i do recall it was around the far side of the nest. the dragons on question are waiting fir you." figuring this wouldnt take long, as she felt keeping an eye on korin both from threats from the air and within his anger, she shrugged and unfurled her tired wings. the other nest fury stepped aside to allow her to pass by, waiting until she was completely out of sight of the curve of the rocky nest. his demeanor changed instantly from fumbling classical confusion to cunning observationalist, the violet armbands flashing in the light. putting on a determined face he flapped into copperwings cave. he found the supposed god of all night furys holding together all the other peacefully in the back of its cave, facing away from him. hearing soft pawsteps it lifted a wing to observe who disturbed him this time. the other dragon saw the flurry of snouts tick through its mind until it found a match. "ah i didnt see you coming. hello aretlyu, how may i help? what are you doing here?" snuffling distractedly to his nimble paws, yawning that wide toothed yawn.

the drag made himself known to the nest. "no its loaw annwn now...hides loaw annwn now" loaw and observantly commented, ear frills pulled down threateningly. korins ear plates too slicked back fearfully. he knew by now what an extra set of names meant, especially if it contained 'loaw' in it. his earlier polite manner replaced by hios recent father-like deeper voice and resistance at pacifism. "thisd better not be a trick. just day and half ago you brought vipre here." haides cocked hos neck inquisitively. "your observation is correct. i dud do that, now leader of a soon to be great deal of us many, but that action is past tense now. though seeing your anger thst was not the clear intent of your question. rather the anger itself." copperwing drew back; leaping ti his feet fully like a rocket. haides sidled a step closer.

"i came to have a talk with the ruler of the night furys, or so he claims to be, estimation that you can accurately live up to that task a twenty to forty chance. your wings shiver, suggesting a futile attempt at obscuring your anxiety from me, the talons, resisting the urge to clench or claw something to relieve the stress, head raised attentively but with a tinge of defiance, like our first leader, i can see that witch you hide so jealously from me." something shone in the rulers orbs and expression as he too fitted the puzzle pieces into their order of completing the thought. loaw annwn nodded. "ah, and fear in your eyes. did i forget that a well?" korin switched from fearful couriered animal to the prepared state hed assumed recently bristling dangerously, extended teeth bared talons out n ready. a fairly impressive quickness to attack mode the follower judged. he could understand the others misinterpretation of why he came here. he slipped close to the pair of sharp blades and unfriendly eyes. surely the littler fury knew when facing a fullgrown in battle itd do no good. if he decided to by the god protectors simple thought-speak ruling he could hush the fury in his own cave without anyoned the wiser, particularly now that the female all brown in color wasnt in his way.

her willingness to go investigate his rouse marked her as predictably utterly gullible and trusting absolutely as ontonycterys said they were. but all part of the job asked of him by the leader. a performance the nest ruler needed to see. "hello aretlyu. or misguided monster now" graveled out copperwing, his snout knowing wary, as if hides being her to face the ruler ws a test and by giving way to anger quickly, he was watching the littler fail it. "i see you still retain a head that still fits through cave entrances, not adapting the high and overtly smug ego of one who thought he was doing the land a favor by turning or ridding your soulless entity of us. i dont like your fawning over the moon." this caused loaw annwns jaws to shift slightly into a half smile. "enticing? tempting?" he offered "compelling?" korin backed up further bumping the back wall witch hadnt been that far away to begin with. "no i find it disgustingly vile. also a pain in the tail with it still going on. dragons are wonderful amazing beasts, as i get older i see it. we arnt supposed to act this way' haides shrugged his wing joints: he was shrewd enough to to realize he was being baited.

"whats with the ostentatious display of jewelry anyway? i thought they were white. you sure dud a superb job of not changing my decision to reconvert. oh, quite intimidating display. sutch a through job of unimpressing me, Yah im convinced." unconsciously loaw annwns claws reached for the nearest jewelry on his neck, lifting its length into his sight-line absently. "disssstracted you are" hissed the god protectors voice. well haides wasnt susceptible to flattery anyway. the followers debated his options. he settled on one. " i dont want to attack any of my own but of that new leaders gotten your mind then you cannot stay here. on the other talon others would want to restrain you to the confines of our nest sop we can set you free from bondage." apparently the ruler came off as split on choices as he was. he brightened. "splendid! thats the sane set of circumstances under my masters rule. to kill off the naysayers or to spore the confronted dragon: two leggeds arnt worth the effort even if they could be persuaded. "

"we have our obstacles to overcome, the enemies declared be all out destroyed. yo do not have to be either. i was created, reshaped under the god protectors omnipresence to guide dragons like you. my mission. our leader crafted us on directions we followers dutifully carry out according to their design, it isnt so bad once you understand who we are." korin flapped his wings and snarled. "no i know what you are! weve had to battle you back over the years because of my fathers misdirection spawned from bitterness. it isnt right. im so sick" spat the ruler clenching a claw pointedly "of this continual skirmishes with you over nothing! ive lost dragons i care and want to be with because of that sky! other furys have cherished too. its gotta stop!" loaw annwn studied the ruler momentarily. "your voice hints at your sencerity, but heres where we disagree. making all dragons see is our mission. all of them. we cannot stop until it is so. the other species need to be brought to reason." "then that is where we are on disagreement" cried korin lunging forward a dragon of his own.

obuekhov had her selective suspicions about what these furys need. something about dragons needing her. needing. she crinkled her muddy brown nose. what 'smart' furys on the other side of the nest 'needed' her? probably a joke meant top make her the brainless buffoon. however as she rounded the bend at long last no night furys were awaiting her presence. odd. then again most night furys were former followers. they were just hapless enough fir that. the dead smells of the courposes wall the upbringing craziness the past day and half insured they hadnt gotten the chance to properly respectfully bury them. drawn by the bitter smell rather then repulsed, crinkling her nostrils anyway, she angled into that cave. well she did see a figure moving about in there, colors sutable. however she drew back upon seeing the flattened set of spikes on its tail, the flamboyant coloring the heavy cave shadows enveloped it, the spiked crowned head that stopped what it was sniffing at sharply raised its senses to take her in. a deadly nadder in the scales right here: whole and sane.

obuekhovs claws shot out. she was instantly defensive and weary about the species recently. her worry was merited. theyd been controlled by the crafty-clawed will of the dragon denix-replay was chasing after. an experience the sarcastic drama queen might not come back from. a huge mass of then attacked their nest under two night furys, the latter actually plotting against his leader. aranidae. she got ready for the nadder to flick out its primary weapon on its tail...a great deal poinvusin-y many of them...and start flinging darts at her. to her surprised the nadder maintained its distance (to better accureatelky aim at?) appearing docile rather then offensive. during the last great battle she heard alot of talk from aranidaes follower nadders like the night furys had (the talkative bolder ones anyway.) now she wsa about to. "ah a fuyry of night. alive. good." obuekhov shook her head confused. surely this creature hadnt killed those dragons and blood-carved that message?

as far as she knew of the species they wernt of the intelligence level for that. killing dragons by the score however was something they were rather good at. "am no attack. see? you do same. i sent talk to a fury of night from nest ruler like you's. talk to one. say sorry. seek forgiveness on past action." obuekhov tried to decode what the nadder spoke in broken dragonic. "im sorry who are you? what do you want with us?" her gaze fell on the smelly courpose of the clawed up nest furys. "furthermore what are you doping in this cave?" the nadder gestured to the writing on the side with his tail. "found writing on wall. took a read. was right. came to say sorry. trust us. not here to harm. though news bring i" "what?" the dragoness asked. "to warn" finished the nadder as if all the explanation needed. warn about what? the fact a nadder may or may not be a threat to her existence, regardless if it was influenced by the moon or not? "i do not understand. warn us of whom or what?" the nadder shifted making a noise of frustration/impatience, tail spikes raising up slightly before it smoothed them flat. "to warn. aghh why fury of night no understand? i cometailicepaw. get me now?"

the nadder flew all the way here to grab her? "nadder, warn of what?" controlling itself with a good deal of effort, easier to do when not controlled by the moon, cometailicepaw carefully explained itself, talking long sentences coherently not its strong point. its nostrils flared taking in obuekhovs aura. "you fearful. do not. warn of him stalking near our land. from wall...now i get. he sounds like us. flew to fury of night known place, fly with question on tongue." obuekhov slowly guessed who the identity of this dragon was. what itd come here to ask but she let the other finish itse sentence since it clearly was in distress already. "do. you. work. with. him? tell truth" so. loaw azeros aranidae appeared to be up to his old tricks northward of here once again. unfortunately. having some nefarious sly tactic up his scales right involves the nadders or something in on or near their territory. obuekhov here now could do little to stop him,. sje was desperately needed here. was up to denix-replay to deal with the charismatic leader. or second time around succumb to one of his many pawns he used to get his way. it was through aranidae that she became reconverted within the last year.

if the nadder wished to know weather aranidae had anything to connect to here, then..."no we dont support nor condone his actions. the dragon you speak of. not affiliated with us as of a half day ago. "you speak true" judged the nadder nodding satisfactorily. "indeed we do. be on the watch for the male you speak of. hes dangerous and speaks alot in doing so gets dragons under his controlling influence. he will do anything to make others believe. i-" "know" interrupted cometailicepaw tailspikes rising up slightly instinctively. "was first to greet fury of night. dislike moment met. rude demand. see our nest ruler. is same dragon to warn you now. fury of night to fly to side me. we go to nest ruler. alliance make." this news nearly flat out surprised. a nadder...this deadly nadder was the first to meet the night fury leader? they wamted to seek a combined mutual trust of eatchother against the currosive god protectors worshipers from seeping in? this brewed hope where oncre kindled a few to s8ide with obuekhovs worried soul. working alongside another dragon species that recognized the looming threat the night sky poses to all dragonkind.

there just came one tini problem with that alliance-in-the-making. "i cannot abandon dragons like that rely on me to guard and protect. but you can seek out one that took after the leader you warned me. theirs anther night fury larger, um more...inclined to voice her unhidden thoughts to those she meets. its like shes trying to make the moon angry up there. yuoll hear her before you see her im sure." she didnt know if deadly nadders were capable of the more complex higher functions of reasoning. "um maybe try presenting yourself less threatening coming-too-kill-yuo-now vibe? she definitely wont react well to the nadders out there a well as the dragon shes after." cometailicepaw gave her a blank look. worth a try anyway. "just...find her and look like you do now when you talked to me calmly. shes more inclined to listen. talk to herfor an alliance." obuekhov figured shed better get back to korins cave by now. perhaps the nadder might like to tag along to deliver the same news? "try" finished the nadder padding on past the nest fury without further preliminaries. "interesting" obuekhov muttered under her breath. that coming-to-kill-them now vibe was alot closer then the self conscious nest fury realized.

korin lunged for the larger male aiming to somehow turn him catamose. he dealt with alot the follower was willing to use lethal force while the ruler wasn't. angry as he may be. loaw annwn braced himself, ramped up to his hind legs, to send the fury off kilter with his firepaws. korin crashlanded onto the ground. leaping up quickly he rushed at loaaww annwn, ready to sidestep/ajust his sideswipe of the fury. korin fir the furst time fully let himself slide into the darker father-lie attitude siolverwingd became both as himself and the viler kahuakhaun, embracing that ready anger hed felt at the constrabnt inactivity of finally destroying the god protectors ability to creature a follower. a scaily tool housing its power hungry essence. it fekt kind of good actually. feeling frustration fiuel his adrenaline flow energizedly through him, he flared his wings once and roared a regal roar. the follower smiled slightly lunging offensively forward catching the ruler by surprise, his pauser guaranteeing his nest fury smacked full into him.

"the action of attacking as was the root of the commitment to cause sutch was observed. im aware of a great deal many notations in your outward body image;. but you cannot win against me. "korin recovered his breath faster with the aid of his half-feral toutch. "thats what they all say, atrelyu, right before we stop them." he brased his smalller hind leggs, pushed down and up, hoping to get agiler advantage. Haides simply leaped up, grabbed thr svcaaily scruff ofg his neck nbegind the ear plates and tossed the fury hard to the ground. The breath knocked from his insides. "really, dragon, stay Down. Its easier that way. My mission iasnt to kill you, but of you persist on probig my intensive side i jusy might be obligated to do so. A nest without irs oh so wise rule...well, thatsd not even a chose is ?" the voice pressed, jarring jeering.

"arrghhhh1" the riler roared. "uo just dont learn" he said dramatically sighing. "youre learly given way to rage. Theres no point in conversing our ways tio you any longer is there?" koin rauised gis ghead and glared righyt in the slylthy superior followers orbs. "be,liebe me when im thriyyh here you eoint hwsbe to azk" haudes watched copperwing with knowing eyes, unsheathing his kiling cvlaws. Then korin charhed once more, azure narrowed eyes poromising pain. However ot came lioaw annwns ckaws that that snapped out like lightening, diging bloodu furrows intyio the ruiklers side between the legs. He sbnarkled, slapping his tail into haids face to distrct further blows raining dfiwn. His jewls fkashed in the light catchig koron on oitys dazliong glare. Korin ruled the snall makeashioft battlefield witth his aghility burt good-firy-tuerned-bad still contained the upper claw amazingly. They floight and clashed, clashed and flought. Until loaw annwn heard tired incioncerned eingbeats coming tghier way.

"sorry this has been fun. But seeing as you yet again refuse our offer of another chance to see things as they ultimately will in the end, i really must gio. Cheers." He seemed to be looking at korin intently then rushed him so fast korins anger fueled body-parts couldn't keep up. He plunged his blades nto the litters soldier, slicing down viciously, hungering tio cripple. Korin crumpled to the cave crying out. Haides claws sang as he bit into the underside if the rukers underjaw eaenying a slightly satisfying flick of red he complearleyly knew the noise would draw unwanted attention earlier then wanted. Saying nothing he mercucslly took the littkers head, lifting lower spaseming body off the ground, and slammed it very forcefully to te stone. The screaming abruptly ceased. Unconscious the sound of an aooriutchiong dragon grw closer. "time to go" said the fury contentedly, his silent assassins work done here. that day he secretly slipped out the rulers oriovate cave woult anyone suspecting. At least as far as the follower acutely noted. Behind him obuekhov found the ruler in unconsciousness. "korin!" cried the dragon half flying half bounding forward she let out a shrill cry.

The only problem with being alone came she hadf no good furys left, the ones she called close aquaintances were m,ade evil once more against thier wills. The ones that were off chasing those corrupted of mind. "korin oh korin" shook the brown dragonesses voice her carefyl laws gebtly geeling aeround the rulers body gently, creaessing vitl organs. "please be allroight. Who could have dine this to you?" she dared not hope iot was the same steamntkybeing who killed thoise nest fyrys leaving that waring on the wall. Or the brute toi hardor an unnatural bloody haterd warpath to kill her dearest deceased frind nona. She refkected back on the nmaning hersekf. "where i am going" obiekjhiv checking korins vitaks ro see hoiw injured "glowty and power await. Wher i am coming destrucyion awaits. I invute those of you seeing this and my nesssage laws into tise bodies behind you ti encourage the right decision before yore time is up dragons." Her head snapped upo recalling the name of the dragons nane "o am loaw veen ontonycterys."

A realization. "a clue. Loaw veen! Did she hurty my rulre too? Or is this unrealted? Korin wajke uo so you could tel me it all." "hey" spoke a voive behind her sounding rattled pr uncertain. The muddyu hiode dragoness peered over a wing to se an average sized male standing there. Her gaze atracted to his legs trwitching and its identity was known. 'centurpeade" sjhe said by way of introduction. "i thonk. Anyway: just thought id check uip whats going on. I thoujt you might like to know i saw a dragin flying away from here at a fast pasce. A ranom sight." Could it be? Noit commenting her sdysiciuon spoiking shje ruseded to the casve mouth to gkance furtively around her place of sight. There wasnt anyting she could see. She hgakf turned toshoot centiurpeade a doubtful look. "im certain i saw a dragoin going awy fropm here. Like very quick. Super soeedy." He flled juast a obuekhiov opened her jaws to cooberate that story. She saw him beginning to figit. It wasnt hios fault. She was sure he saw sometghing. But what? Despair twisted and turned inside her.

the small shape of a very satisfied haides loaw annwn flew straight and true back to his faithful figurehead leader. at lewady the one closest to him wauting foir him. he didn't particularity care of some foolish dragons dared to follow. ethier very insane night furys or doomed ones. he almost wished soe dud. dudnt matter one way or another. more followers for hos leader, the ones to remake and reshape two others motives back to the poath: enmlightemnent. if some posessed the stomach for coming after haides but wished to observe thay was fine by him. if they amassed to stop him then that was another thing entirely. then hed battle them and caoture them so ge could show the riht way of the glorious gift giving god protector befoire theyd an oppertinity to do wgatever they planned on doing to hiim or hos leader. both opponents for a good match too ignoirant to know what they wer doing anyway. for loaw annwn he personally thought the blind a sad sight.

he itrited how resiliently stubborn the state they refused to break away from. someday thast be forcibly corrected. they only god they should submit to was the protector. as he finally arrioved at the spot where hos leader awaited him, telling him she would be waiting there, cold eyes creressed her with hungering, invisyable talons. oof what he coulkd see of her muzzle showed eagerness fir good news. and only good news. but she wasnt a mindless raging dragoness like perseverin was, she could hasndle setbacks. she was expectant, and the tinest impaitenmt gleam in her eyes: she may not want others tonotice it but he could, easily. "well is it done?" sje already knew/. but hed give her the sattisfaction of feeling respected., his wre slow and quietly measured to feed her that feeling of his subserviance. "i have indeed. i sent then a message theyll soon not forgt. of course that entirely deoens on the dragon in question. i could just have wastewd effort in this envedfoiur. but i did as asked."

she was shewed to see past his front tactic. her backspijes flared. 'that was not all going on there. hoping by not telling all will put you in a better light. but that is incorrect: we are all equal under our masters shining glory. do not hold ion the shame. it only makes us stronger." she was right of course. he shrugged. he did not lie to any trustworthy of servitude. "there is one more thing. my duty had to be cut short by the unwanted telltale wing beats of anothers coming to investigate. as you said, we breeders of darkness cannot yet be seen by those wiling to stop us. we require greater numbers for that to happen, rise up and crush resiustance. so far we watch and wait." loaw veen ontonycterys nodded apparently satisfied with the work her follower completed. "for noew thatll have ti be enough. im poroud of yuor wirth in assumptions, haides. you hasve oriven yourself a worthy follower in the soon to be string ranks of my army. my master has firseen this."

"lith loaw dagny and loaw azeros cast tgier seoerate ways furthest from my sioght, they will serve thier shortlibved purpose of distracting the blind. keeping at bay what i truely plan to enact. i had to make them one with us, yuo see, lloaw annwn. remainig blind theyd still be a potentyial disaster evebntually to me. that oartriatiusnm they fglaunt around can be hazretdus tio to me, egging on others to thier toxic line of thought. this way the blind remain weak and insecure of themselves. no, this way they think they are being spoared or saved as an act of mercy but what they dont know shall destroy them. falling right into myy trap set fior them. poast leadders: thry arre not as smart as theyd like to believe." "sio wghat are we then?" asked her follower predictably. loaw veen spread her wings ready to fly. "we are becoming."