Board Thread:World Map/@comment-24937485-20161129063822/@comment-24937485-20161202195851

The moment you and Saphira’s sister soar up out of the opening, the power of her wings and your chakra temporarily dispersed the surrounding smoke with the final flap so that you’re in open air and able to see hundreds of dragons gathered around you all standing or laying down on the massive circular plateau surrounding the hole from which came the smoke that now thickened around you again if you hadn’t moved out of it already. The plateau, in turn, was surrounded by a wall of jagged rocks that made this mountain top look spiky from the distance.

After you’d land on solid ground, Dragons of all sizes and colors would stare at you before those in front of you would all part ways for you to see four special specimen of this mythical race that waited for you  behind a pool of water that shone like diamonds. If you would walk this path everyone present would fall to a complete silence so nothing would be heard but the rhythmic beating of these mighty hearts.

To the left stood the Emerald Prince who was distinguished by his arrogant stare, the emerald like scales covering his body, his broad head and thick, short, neck. He was the murderer of your brother but his arrogant mind wasn’t even anywhere near that thought as he looked at you like you were nothing compared to him all the while heavily frustrated by that fact that you have blemished his face that still showed the small crack you left; a permanent stain of imperfection.

Right of the Emerald Prince stood a blue dragon, a female, of such artistic beauty that it’d stun any soul for a second. Everything about her was elegant, her long neck, smooth scaled, thin but large wings almost clear white, and bright blue eyes. She was slightly smaller than the Emerald prince and looked at you with a mothers gaze. Saphira, who’d walk beside you, would smile and whisper to you “She is my mother, Azura, Maiden of the blue flight.”.

Beside  Azura was the familiar Agnis, large and powerful, his elongated snout deadly as the large black talons extending from his claws. His red scales battle-worn yet astonishing to behold. His wings larger than all others but what made him stand out more than his strong appearance was the air of a King, an absolute leader, that exuded from him; The Red King. Each of his exhales causing red smoke to exit his nostrils as he stood larger than all around him save one.

And that one was the Black, three headed, female tyrant, with wings of bones and pieces of leathery skin that didn’t look like it’d allow her to fly. Her body was jagged and rotten like she was an undead being kept alive by malicious intent alone. The Queen of the Night. A maleficent being who rules the black Dragons whom all seemed to carry some of the evil intensity that brimmed from her pure white eyes that seemed to look straight through you. Saphira whispered. “Her name is Fazausta. She’s blind, but said to be able to see one’s soul. Some say she is even older than Agnis and has died many times but somehow still lives.”

By the time you’d come to stand in front of the pool of crystal-like water, Saphira would no longer be besides you as she’d come to a halt and stand five yards behind you at the front row of the hundreds of dragons who were now turned to spectate you and the Four Greats. Neither of them spoke, even though it looked like the Black Queen and the Green Prince were about to make a remark. They were cut short by Agnis who stepped forth, his triumphant voice booming over all whom were present.

“WELCOME BRETHREN! TODAY WE GATHER AS ONE RACE, SETTING ASIDE ALL DIFFERENCES AS OUR YOUNGS WILL HATCH FROM THEIR EGGS AND A NEW SON WILL BE CHOSEN.”

The black dragons especially didn’t look to fully agree with what Agnis said, but the biggest of them fell silent as soon as they were looked at by one of Fazausta’s heads.

Agnis continued; “KELDRAN, SON OF GODRIC. IT IS YOU WHO WAS CHOSEN BY THE HAND OF DESTINY AND THE WILL OF MY FIRST SON. NOW IT IS YOU WHO HAS TO PASS THE FINAL TRIAL SET FOR YOU TO MASTER THE WAY OF THE DRAGOON.”

Azura’s soft voice then chimed in after Agnis took a pause, causing the Red King to turn his head in arrogance but upon seeing her even he couldn’t interrupt her; as such was the vibe she exuded that demanded naught but adoration. From the side, one could see that the Emerald Prince was all but pleased as he felt like he should have a bigger right to speak than his beautiful sister whom he had always been jealous of. (Azura speaking) “Furthermore, the test will bring to light the good or dark in your soul. As well as the final answer.”

Azura was interrupted by the Emerald Prince who had grown tired of being quiet, as he was one of the few who was immune to the effect Azura had on many. (Emerald Prince speaking) “Whether you’re a trueborn son.” His voice turned more taunting. “Or not.” And at these last words he flashed a vile smirk.

Agnis stomped his foot down, causing all to fall silent, while Fazausta chuckled with all three of her heads before falling silent as Agnis looked at her with distaste. It was then that he continued, no longer shouting but speaking in a stern manner like a father would.

“My son, step down into the water and submerge. The visions that will overcome you will be unique to you alone. These will form the ultimate test of your character, devotion, and morality. But be aware, people have drowned in this pool after being trapped in their visions for too long.”

From this point on, what’d happen will purely be based on you and your soul. The vision will be an extension of the core of your being placed in a setting increasingly more difficult based on the strength of your spirit. The moment you’d be submerged in the pool, sparkles would fly out of the water to visualize your visions to the Four Greats, Saphira, and all other Dragon’s who were present. The black dragon you had bumped into earlier looking awfully displeased by the attention you were getting.