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Iron Man
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Nixie, a mermaid from the neighbouring Mariana Sea continued to meditate in silence at the riverside, attuning in silence with the sea. It's been almost a few months since she was allowed to venture out into the world and as per her customary laws back home, her safety is most guaranteed at any body of water, venture to land and it is not as safe. It was a fine morning for the mermaid to continue her regiment until wild buzzing filled the air around her.
A lone fairy had swam around in the air as the irritated mermaid glanced up at the lone entity.
"What brings you here this morning, sweety? I told you I don't venture out until noon," she sighed.
"Mistress! I humbly apologize for the intrusion! I bring ill news!" the fairy said in a distressed voice.
Nixie's concerned eyes opened as she halted her meditation, while the fairy landed at her palm.
"Pirates! Pirates have invaded our woods! They've started kidnapping my sisters, Mistress! I implore you, we need your help!" she said in a restless tone.
"Where is the lord of this land?" she asked. Her heart fluttered a little, knowing full well who this individual was.
"The Drakkin King is nowhere to be seen! The village has had no sightings of him as of late! Our neighbouring clans haven't even found sight of him in our woods this morning. We believe he is pursuing his training at the mountain above," the fairy said, pointing towards Miestra's highest mountain. Nixie gave an irritated scowl; ever since his reintroduction to his hometown, he has dedicated most of his time to training if it didn't involve hailing the horn at the village's front. The man has become complacent overtime, she thought.
Nixie turned back to the nervous little soul and and smiled.
"Very well, I shall go in his place," she said. She knew too well that if she stepped on land, her kind would not be able to find her or reach her, yet she remained confident that her summoning abilities are enough to hold them until his arrival.
"Go to the village and speak to Elder Rivers, The Drakkin King's grandfather should be able to hail him. I shall keep them busy for the moment," Nixie smiled. The fairy's glow sparkled and with a nodding gesture, escaped her palm to reach the village to find the old man.
Nixie took deep breaths as she casted a spell on herself, the magical incantation turned her blue fins below into human legs. She awkwardly took steps unto the land for the first time in years. Supporting herself with her mystical staff, Nixie looked towards the commotion ahead as fair folk scuttled to her direction in a panic away from the direction she was told by the fairy of the invading crew. She shifted her glasses as she prepared to face the foe that continued to grieve this land.
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At the top of the highest peak of Miestra's mountains, a young man stood in full concentration at his opponents. Large bird-like beasts glided around the armoured man and cawing ominously, their sizes almost ten times bigger than that of the man who stood there. His face carried that of a playful smile but belly his analysis of the opponents. The gigantic Griffons roared as one of them dove to attack the young man.
With a crack at his neck, the young man jumped forward and caught the beast's beak and with a loud thud, began to violently wrestle it to the ground. The other two took turns to find a wild opening for them to strike while their brethren kept their guest busy. With a blinding speed, one of them charged as the young man cautiously kept his gaze at his pinned enemy.
A growl resonated from the man as he stepped aside and elbowed the other Griffon, and with a pained roar, it coughed as the strike halted its vocal chord. The young man then threw the first Griffon against the other as it a loud bash resonated at the mountain side. Rock and gravel shook underneath the combatants. The young man then eyed the last Griffon circling them with gusto while the other two he took down began to recover.
Suddenly a loud horn-like sound resonated from the steep cliffs below.
The young man groaned as he made gestures for the others that their training is over.
"Enough for now, sorry to interrupt you all. But duty calls me back," he said. The Griffon trio nodded and flew higher to their territorial regions above the higher points of the mountain.
The young man took a step closer to the cliff side of his training ground as the armour receded into his pants, leaving a white shirt for the young man to wear for his top. With a deep breath, the young man jumped off the cliff into the abyss below.
A roar resonated from the bottom as a large flying red scaled beast flew from where the young man dropped from. The Drakkin flew homeward bound, to see what the commotion was about.
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A roar returned in response from the horn blown from the village, greeting them in return. Within a few minutes, a large figure descended from the mountains in haste and made contact with the village. With a thundering landing, the Drakkin has arrived at his home. His ferocious looking face masked his dedicated kindness to those who do not know of his true nature. In his Drakkin form, he made his way towards the large horn placed in the center of the village as an older man and a small glowing fairy was there to greet him while the other villagers continued business as usual.
"Grandpa, what seems to be the problem?" The beast asked.
"Vir... I understand your training is placed above all else these days, but this little one seeks your audience," Vir's grandfather wheezed as he beckoned the glowing light towards the larger Drakkin.
For the tiny fairy, being new and only heard of this majestic beast in stories, brought terror and awe to her heart as she stuttered at the sight of Vir's Drakkin form.
"Speak..." A growl escaped from Vir's beastly form.
"Y-yes! Drakkin King! We seek your aide in repelling plunderers from the sea! My lord, they have taken some of our sisters -" Vir's eyes widened "- and are planning to sell them within the darker corners to faewood knows where. Please, they cannot leave this place," she said. Vir's eyes scowled a little, up till this time, the Fair folk's leaders were able to repel them with ease and only needed his aide when invaders were Orcs or Dragoons. To have summoned him to battle mere pirates was an oddity.
"Where is your clan leader or king, little one? Surely they are more than a match for scum of the sea," he growled.
"Drakkin King, he is no longer of this realm o King... The pirates, these are no ordinary weapons they have brought to us. These negate our magic somehow and this is a first for us. We are lost, My King..." she said with desperation.
"Hrmmm...." Vir growled quietly.
"Grandson," Vir's grandfather snapped, catching the young Drakkin's attention. "I would suggest you put an end to this small invasion. They have kept us safe for so long, it is not like you to question their symbiotic relationship with us of Miestra Village. Why your mother would put a stop this without a doubt like you are casting!" He said.
"...I suppose," Vir said, casting a doubtful eye on the pleading little fairy. Unlike his mother, full of confidence, Vir has yet to master his own. He may have been tutored by a Drakkin sage, but he has only battled small time plunderers. Pirates with anti-magic weapons are a much more risque challenge he was doubtful to take, as he has yet to master all the styles of his...Drakkin people's power.
"Drakkin King. The Priestess of the Sea has also intervened, we-"
"Hold your tongue, child. What Priestess?" Vir's eyes widened. It appears another reckless soul decided to play hero without him knowing.
"A mermaid, Drakkin King. A mermaid who has taken residence within our rivers as of late. A Priestess from the Mariana Sea, she has gone ahead to halt them until your arrival," she said. His eyes scowled angrily and spat a small flame to the side in frustration. A challenge was laid before him.
"Tch! Don't decide on such things so brashly! Come on then! We must stop this madness!" Vir spun around and opened his gigantic Drakkin hands for the fairy to land. A mermaid? Could it be ...
" Yes, Sir!" The fairy said as she jumped unto his large palm.
"Grandfather, fortify your defenses around the village immediately. If these scum can breach fae magic, they can reach here in no time," Vir commanded his grandfather.
"I shall have the villagers at their guard then, Dearest Grandson," his grandfather said. Vir nodded and spread his gigantic wings, with a loud bellow, Vir flew to the skies with the fairy holding unto his scaly hand for dear life. The Drakkin flew high up to the sky and glided in the air as he scanned the ground below. His eyes darting for any signs of fire until the fairy pointed out for him to the northern side of the valley.
Vir hurled himself towards the chaos at enormous speed. The ground approached rapidly as the fairy held unto his hand's scales and braced herself for impact. Vir smirked as he expanded his wings to emulated a gliding phase at a lower altitude to softly land at the desolated land below them.
The scene around them was chaotic, as trees were burnt and animals running amok with the arrival of the Drakkin. The fairy escaped from his palm as he crawled around to sniff the air. Death was around him, he had underestimated these scum who invaded from the sea. What sort of weaponry could they have been using to greatly maim a small tribe of fae folk? The young fairy began calling out to any of her clan members while scattering wildly around the surrounding area. Vir was continued sniffing the air, searching for a scent of a mermaid or blood of any kind...
A large explosion came from the distance further from the horizon, Vir morphed back to his human form and commanded the mystical armour he wore to wrap around his torso, shifting it around him as he sheathed his broadsword. The fairy landed unto his shoulders and stared in amazement.
"Do my eyes fool me? The Drakkin King...is...a human?!" she exclaimed. From the lore she heard from her birth, The Drakkin King of legend never had another form but the large, gigantic beast that she saw prior. Such a humble form surprised her further.
"Half. Don't lose your hopes on me just yet," he snarked as he indicated the black scale-like shape surrounding his eyes as well as his red irises and slit that signified his Drakkin heritage plus the serrated teeth he contained. The fairy gestured a sign of apology as he ran towards the area where the explosion was coming from. Vir quietly approached the woods as fires continued to burn through the forest and dark energy began forming around the grounds they walked on.
"Drakkin King...How are you able to bear this - this putrid and unholy air?" she gagged, Vir quickly placed her atop of his head to avoid contaminated contact with the ground.
"You ever heard the story that Drakkins are psuedo-blood relatives to Demons or were once beasts of Demons?" He asked her as he hacked through the burnt areas. True to the teachings of the sage, Drakkins by nature are Demonic creatures, and are one of the few creatures who are placed in doubt in society today. That doesn't mean that they are all malevolent beings of terrifying power. A thing he wished to prove to humanity and other races alike some other day.
"I have," she said while she gagged.
" It's probably why I am able to stand this otherworldly influence while you beings simply can't," Vir said.
A little trek further, Vir knelt down as he arrived at the scene.
Pirates were all over the place, steadily packing their belongings and were monitoring the area like hawks. Amidst the chaos, they seemed to find glee and pride in the destruction they lay to this part of the woods. Vir's throat guttered with a menacing growl while the fairy hid behind his head. The crates they had contained almost all of her surviving clan and the heir apparent of their settlement. Ahead was the ship, tied to the main mast was a familiar scent he had not sensed for a lifetime. She was battered and appeared to be in pain, unable to put up a fight like the fairy had described.
"'Send the priestess, she'll set things right!', not a great idea at the moment now is it?" he glared at the fairy. She pouted and glared back.
"Will you?" she said, indicating her desire to see her people and the mermaid free.
Vir gave grin that spelled blood lust.
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Nixie opened her eyes. The fight lasted for minutes during her confrontation against the pirates, until they unleashed a certain dark spell from the small casket the Captain was carrying, she thought she had them where she wanted them. Her eagerness to battle, did not meld so well with her strategic senses, and has now doomed her.
"Ugh...unhand me, you land dwelling bastards...Release the fairies - this... instant! I am more than enough am I not?" she said defiantly.
The crew who heard her began laughing at the mermaid, having used water to return her to her form, she was unable to walk any longer. Escape was impossible as the black and toxic magic used by the pirates drained her from her inability to use any of her holy spells.
The captain pressed his foot at her tail, sending her into a prickling sense of pain at her fins, she yelled as he stomped it harder.
"No no, missy. Do you have any idea how much you and your little fae friends fetch at the darker corners of this world's markets? You're going to amass us a fortune and grant us more fantastical weapons to bring in prized folk like yerself to the market! This age of piracy is the next stage, little missy!" he said as he enjoyed the moments of her pain.
Nixie scowled angrily, but her heart knew that without any help, she was never going to see her home and neither will the sea commune with her after this day. She had to regain her strength, but with that putrid box at the captain's neck, it would be nigh impossible to gather enough spells to summon Brutus and Pluto, her Great Black Sharks. Even this far, she grew up with the wrong career, faith and magic meant nothing if she can't muster the strength to use them without corrupted black magic around her.
A deafening roar suddenly erupted from the woods from where they were packing, alerting the pirates to its deathly sound. Nixie's eyes gazed up in shock.
Vir's large Drakkin form blasted out from the forest and blew flames of fire at the pirates, searing those who didn't escape in time to a fiery death. The lot of them began firing pellets that bounced off his scaly body like they were mere tiny pebbles, He sent a swift strike to the ground, bisecting a pirate and beheading another one. The sage's technique of Origin form transformation had made him a reckoning force to these weak mortals playing God against the innocent folk.
"Drakkin! Captain! We have a Drakkin!" one of the crew members yelled. Nixie's ears picked up the conversation, how can a Drakkin be in this part of the woods? Aren't they native to the Northern lands of Mystvale? How... unless, could he be?
"Vir?!" Nixie called out. All that was in response were screams of terror from the pirate crew as the beast violently lashed in fury.
The Drakkin roared back in a pleasing tone as he lay waste to the pirates trying to keep their catch in tow.
Feeling her strength returning with the captain leaving her presence, Nixie began to use her ice spells to soften the tether of her ropes, eventually breaking free. The fairy who had called for Vir's help has arrived by her side, the remaining crew onboard trying to restrain the mermaid before she could escape. The little fairy kept them busy by flying around them while they tried to capture her, giving Nixie an opening to crawl towards her staff lying ahead of her. With the chance, she jumped and grabbed unto her staff. The sea's power had finally began to return to the mermaid as she gave a deathly glare and grin to the pirates.
"You dare defile the sea? Defile this land for coin?! You humans disgust me," Nixie seethed in anger as she unleashed a miniature tidal wave unto the crew aboard the ship, wiping them off the deck and unto the ocean. Floating towards the side, Nixie hummed a song in silence, with sharks appearing from the bottom of the sea to plunge her captors to their doom. Their pleas go unanswered as Nixie wordlessly left them to their doom.
Vir continued to lay the assault on the pirates on land, bellowing scorching flames that they cannot inevitably defend against themselves, succumbing to his battering flames. His roar continued to inspire fear and dread all around him as he used his wings to spread the flames further to their stocks, and with each swing of his tail, it tore a hole for each of the containers carrying the fairies as many of the captives escaped the Drakkin's wrath against the pirates.
The captain and his remaining crew barricaded themselves while preparing to coat their weapons with the same mystical dark magic that rendered the fairies and Nixie helpless, to attempt and use their ammunition against Vir. The Drakkin continued to release the prisoners and rampage around the pirate's presence, as if goading them to unload their weaponry against Vir.
"Forget the fairies, if we can capture this beast and along with the mermaid, we can gather our losses!" The captain said as he pointed his pistol at the Drakkin while his remaining crew, influenced by the mysterious item the captain has, were preparing to load their unholy weaponry against Vir.
"Vir! Watch out!" Nixie called out, catching the Drakkin's attention. Vir approached the crew as he continued to batter cages and crates to release the fairies back into the woods while they nervously pointed their guns at him.
A load of bullets laced with dark magic fired against Vir, as they harmlessly bounced off him as he raised an doubtful scaly brow as he looked down at them.
"No...No!" the pirate captain yelled in frustration as he fired everything at Vir's Drakkin hide to no effect.
Vir responded with a monstrous roar as Nixie saw him lay seige to their pathetic last line of defense, ending their lives with crunching and brutal bites and slashes with his spear-like claws. Nixie smiled and winced a little at her old friend's brutish approach, a far cry from the naive little boy from years back before she was captured by her merfolk and forbidden to surface till recently.
"And one begs to question who is even more monstrous of the two of us," Nixie snickered as Vir spat out the captain's head and mysterious casket as it exploded with dark magic at the ground before leaving it an empty husk. None of the pirate crew who spurned his woods or tried to take Nixie survived that day, and their crew as well as their goal for further piracy against magical beings ended that instant. Vir approached the ship as he stared the mermaid down.
"I had to see who this fairy child was talking about. But I can't believe..." Vir said as he leaned at the ship to gain a closer look at the young, spirited mermaid child who grew into a dazzling woman. Nixie pressed her head against his scaly mouth and felt the warm heat emitting from his Drakkin body and hugged it.
"Hello again," she smiled.
Vir could only smile and a purring sound emitted from the beastly form's body, Nixie took it as a sign that he believed. The two had finally reuinited after being separated for quite sometime.
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"My my, little one! You've grown into a fine young lady," the elder said as he greeted Nixie at the village after they had returned the fairies back to the desolated woods to begin resotring it to its former glory, with the nature of black magic taught to them, they would now be alot more wary despite the losses suffered this day. Vir was reminded to attend the passing of their leader, but assigned this formality to his grandfather. Back at the village, men all around whom Vir knew stopped at times to see Nixie as she hugged Vir's grandfather while the halfbreed casted glares at his former bullies and fellow male villagers to stray away from eying the mermaid with very longing looks.
"Aye, Grandpa Rivers. The Kingdon of Mariana has finally given me privilege to venture out on my own without supervision from the Royal Guard in order to explore the land and seas beyond," she said.
"And you didn't even bother passing by once you've been allowed to roam free..." Vir said with ire. Nixie kicked used her staff to hit him hard on the knee as he felt the shock of the hit.
"Hush you, I was still communing with Naminia! It is a sacred ritual before I could return here," Nixie hissed.
"Whatever...I'm glad you still came back," Vir said as he glanced on the side. Nixie caught his blush returning to his face, something he was not known for when he was a boy.
"So ... uhhh are you staying here this time? You're not gonna leave me hanging like last time?" Vir asked.
"It was due to circumstance! I'm a free mermaid now!" She stammered once more, threatening to hit him in his private regions this time if he pestered her on the matter. Instinct dictated he need not follow the consequencial course of some ball breaking session from a mermaid.
"That's - good - uhhh... I guess," Vir said as he continued to scowl. Nixie and his grandfather began laughing at the apparent stoic Drakkin halfbreed as he finally gave in and smiled. It was too long before he finally felt this happy in ages.
"Vir, as much as I hate to break up this Nostalgic meeting. You have a letter from your mother in Runesong," His grandfather's tone switched to a serious one. "This attack today is a serious omen, and whatever these pirates brought... it is great evil purchased from the land. I would not allow this to infect us further, and whatever they had used must be shown to your mother for further investigation," his grandfather explained.
"Hrmm..." Vir looked at the letter at his grandfather's breastpocket while Nixie dangled the now defunct casket of the pirate captain with wonder.
"I would like to come along as well, grandpa. Whatever halted the fairies from using their powers, apparently had the same effect on me until Vir was able to sway the scum away for me to use my powers. To learn from this, is something that I want to know and to share back with my people under the sea someday," Nixie said.
Vir's face lit up discreetly and walked away from Nixie as she approached his grandfather to retrieve the letter.
"In this case, Would you accompany me to Runesong instead, Vir? I'm sure your mother and I have never met ye-" Nixie asked as she took the letter from his grandfather before turning around to see Vir has already assumed his Drakkin form with wings spread wide open and setting his eye for Runesong. Vir's purring can be heard all the way from their side as he growled with glee.
"I think you have your answer, dear," his grandfather smiled. Nixie giggled as she readied her staff and placed a cloak on before jumping unto the Drakkin's back. Vir began flapping his wings as Nixie turned back and waved to the people of Miestra Village with a warm good bye as the two of them flew to the high skies bound for Runesong.
Nixie clutched unto Vir's red scales as she enjoyed flight for the first time in forever as she held unto him tightly while adjusting her eye glasses.
"So Vir...Drakkin King? Really?" She said with a doubtful voice.
"Don't start," Vir said as he picked up his speed to avoid the subject, flying into the distance with greater acceleration.
A lone fairy had swam around in the air as the irritated mermaid glanced up at the lone entity.
"What brings you here this morning, sweety? I told you I don't venture out until noon," she sighed.
"Mistress! I humbly apologize for the intrusion! I bring ill news!" the fairy said in a distressed voice.
Nixie's concerned eyes opened as she halted her meditation, while the fairy landed at her palm.
"Pirates! Pirates have invaded our woods! They've started kidnapping my sisters, Mistress! I implore you, we need your help!" she said in a restless tone.
"Where is the lord of this land?" she asked. Her heart fluttered a little, knowing full well who this individual was.
"The Drakkin King is nowhere to be seen! The village has had no sightings of him as of late! Our neighbouring clans haven't even found sight of him in our woods this morning. We believe he is pursuing his training at the mountain above," the fairy said, pointing towards Miestra's highest mountain. Nixie gave an irritated scowl; ever since his reintroduction to his hometown, he has dedicated most of his time to training if it didn't involve hailing the horn at the village's front. The man has become complacent overtime, she thought.
Nixie turned back to the nervous little soul and and smiled.
"Very well, I shall go in his place," she said. She knew too well that if she stepped on land, her kind would not be able to find her or reach her, yet she remained confident that her summoning abilities are enough to hold them until his arrival.
"Go to the village and speak to Elder Rivers, The Drakkin King's grandfather should be able to hail him. I shall keep them busy for the moment," Nixie smiled. The fairy's glow sparkled and with a nodding gesture, escaped her palm to reach the village to find the old man.
Nixie took deep breaths as she casted a spell on herself, the magical incantation turned her blue fins below into human legs. She awkwardly took steps unto the land for the first time in years. Supporting herself with her mystical staff, Nixie looked towards the commotion ahead as fair folk scuttled to her direction in a panic away from the direction she was told by the fairy of the invading crew. She shifted her glasses as she prepared to face the foe that continued to grieve this land.
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At the top of the highest peak of Miestra's mountains, a young man stood in full concentration at his opponents. Large bird-like beasts glided around the armoured man and cawing ominously, their sizes almost ten times bigger than that of the man who stood there. His face carried that of a playful smile but belly his analysis of the opponents. The gigantic Griffons roared as one of them dove to attack the young man.
With a crack at his neck, the young man jumped forward and caught the beast's beak and with a loud thud, began to violently wrestle it to the ground. The other two took turns to find a wild opening for them to strike while their brethren kept their guest busy. With a blinding speed, one of them charged as the young man cautiously kept his gaze at his pinned enemy.
A growl resonated from the man as he stepped aside and elbowed the other Griffon, and with a pained roar, it coughed as the strike halted its vocal chord. The young man then threw the first Griffon against the other as it a loud bash resonated at the mountain side. Rock and gravel shook underneath the combatants. The young man then eyed the last Griffon circling them with gusto while the other two he took down began to recover.
Suddenly a loud horn-like sound resonated from the steep cliffs below.
The young man groaned as he made gestures for the others that their training is over.
"Enough for now, sorry to interrupt you all. But duty calls me back," he said. The Griffon trio nodded and flew higher to their territorial regions above the higher points of the mountain.
The young man took a step closer to the cliff side of his training ground as the armour receded into his pants, leaving a white shirt for the young man to wear for his top. With a deep breath, the young man jumped off the cliff into the abyss below.
A roar resonated from the bottom as a large flying red scaled beast flew from where the young man dropped from. The Drakkin flew homeward bound, to see what the commotion was about.
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A roar returned in response from the horn blown from the village, greeting them in return. Within a few minutes, a large figure descended from the mountains in haste and made contact with the village. With a thundering landing, the Drakkin has arrived at his home. His ferocious looking face masked his dedicated kindness to those who do not know of his true nature. In his Drakkin form, he made his way towards the large horn placed in the center of the village as an older man and a small glowing fairy was there to greet him while the other villagers continued business as usual.
"Grandpa, what seems to be the problem?" The beast asked.
"Vir... I understand your training is placed above all else these days, but this little one seeks your audience," Vir's grandfather wheezed as he beckoned the glowing light towards the larger Drakkin.
For the tiny fairy, being new and only heard of this majestic beast in stories, brought terror and awe to her heart as she stuttered at the sight of Vir's Drakkin form.
"Speak..." A growl escaped from Vir's beastly form.
"Y-yes! Drakkin King! We seek your aide in repelling plunderers from the sea! My lord, they have taken some of our sisters -" Vir's eyes widened "- and are planning to sell them within the darker corners to faewood knows where. Please, they cannot leave this place," she said. Vir's eyes scowled a little, up till this time, the Fair folk's leaders were able to repel them with ease and only needed his aide when invaders were Orcs or Dragoons. To have summoned him to battle mere pirates was an oddity.
"Where is your clan leader or king, little one? Surely they are more than a match for scum of the sea," he growled.
"Drakkin King, he is no longer of this realm o King... The pirates, these are no ordinary weapons they have brought to us. These negate our magic somehow and this is a first for us. We are lost, My King..." she said with desperation.
"Hrmmm...." Vir growled quietly.
"Grandson," Vir's grandfather snapped, catching the young Drakkin's attention. "I would suggest you put an end to this small invasion. They have kept us safe for so long, it is not like you to question their symbiotic relationship with us of Miestra Village. Why your mother would put a stop this without a doubt like you are casting!" He said.
"...I suppose," Vir said, casting a doubtful eye on the pleading little fairy. Unlike his mother, full of confidence, Vir has yet to master his own. He may have been tutored by a Drakkin sage, but he has only battled small time plunderers. Pirates with anti-magic weapons are a much more risque challenge he was doubtful to take, as he has yet to master all the styles of his...Drakkin people's power.
"Drakkin King. The Priestess of the Sea has also intervened, we-"
"Hold your tongue, child. What Priestess?" Vir's eyes widened. It appears another reckless soul decided to play hero without him knowing.
"A mermaid, Drakkin King. A mermaid who has taken residence within our rivers as of late. A Priestess from the Mariana Sea, she has gone ahead to halt them until your arrival," she said. His eyes scowled angrily and spat a small flame to the side in frustration. A challenge was laid before him.
"Tch! Don't decide on such things so brashly! Come on then! We must stop this madness!" Vir spun around and opened his gigantic Drakkin hands for the fairy to land. A mermaid? Could it be ...
" Yes, Sir!" The fairy said as she jumped unto his large palm.
"Grandfather, fortify your defenses around the village immediately. If these scum can breach fae magic, they can reach here in no time," Vir commanded his grandfather.
"I shall have the villagers at their guard then, Dearest Grandson," his grandfather said. Vir nodded and spread his gigantic wings, with a loud bellow, Vir flew to the skies with the fairy holding unto his scaly hand for dear life. The Drakkin flew high up to the sky and glided in the air as he scanned the ground below. His eyes darting for any signs of fire until the fairy pointed out for him to the northern side of the valley.
Vir hurled himself towards the chaos at enormous speed. The ground approached rapidly as the fairy held unto his hand's scales and braced herself for impact. Vir smirked as he expanded his wings to emulated a gliding phase at a lower altitude to softly land at the desolated land below them.
The scene around them was chaotic, as trees were burnt and animals running amok with the arrival of the Drakkin. The fairy escaped from his palm as he crawled around to sniff the air. Death was around him, he had underestimated these scum who invaded from the sea. What sort of weaponry could they have been using to greatly maim a small tribe of fae folk? The young fairy began calling out to any of her clan members while scattering wildly around the surrounding area. Vir was continued sniffing the air, searching for a scent of a mermaid or blood of any kind...
A large explosion came from the distance further from the horizon, Vir morphed back to his human form and commanded the mystical armour he wore to wrap around his torso, shifting it around him as he sheathed his broadsword. The fairy landed unto his shoulders and stared in amazement.
"Do my eyes fool me? The Drakkin King...is...a human?!" she exclaimed. From the lore she heard from her birth, The Drakkin King of legend never had another form but the large, gigantic beast that she saw prior. Such a humble form surprised her further.
"Half. Don't lose your hopes on me just yet," he snarked as he indicated the black scale-like shape surrounding his eyes as well as his red irises and slit that signified his Drakkin heritage plus the serrated teeth he contained. The fairy gestured a sign of apology as he ran towards the area where the explosion was coming from. Vir quietly approached the woods as fires continued to burn through the forest and dark energy began forming around the grounds they walked on.
"Drakkin King...How are you able to bear this - this putrid and unholy air?" she gagged, Vir quickly placed her atop of his head to avoid contaminated contact with the ground.
"You ever heard the story that Drakkins are psuedo-blood relatives to Demons or were once beasts of Demons?" He asked her as he hacked through the burnt areas. True to the teachings of the sage, Drakkins by nature are Demonic creatures, and are one of the few creatures who are placed in doubt in society today. That doesn't mean that they are all malevolent beings of terrifying power. A thing he wished to prove to humanity and other races alike some other day.
"I have," she said while she gagged.
" It's probably why I am able to stand this otherworldly influence while you beings simply can't," Vir said.
A little trek further, Vir knelt down as he arrived at the scene.
Pirates were all over the place, steadily packing their belongings and were monitoring the area like hawks. Amidst the chaos, they seemed to find glee and pride in the destruction they lay to this part of the woods. Vir's throat guttered with a menacing growl while the fairy hid behind his head. The crates they had contained almost all of her surviving clan and the heir apparent of their settlement. Ahead was the ship, tied to the main mast was a familiar scent he had not sensed for a lifetime. She was battered and appeared to be in pain, unable to put up a fight like the fairy had described.
"'Send the priestess, she'll set things right!', not a great idea at the moment now is it?" he glared at the fairy. She pouted and glared back.
"Will you?" she said, indicating her desire to see her people and the mermaid free.
Vir gave grin that spelled blood lust.
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Nixie opened her eyes. The fight lasted for minutes during her confrontation against the pirates, until they unleashed a certain dark spell from the small casket the Captain was carrying, she thought she had them where she wanted them. Her eagerness to battle, did not meld so well with her strategic senses, and has now doomed her.
"Ugh...unhand me, you land dwelling bastards...Release the fairies - this... instant! I am more than enough am I not?" she said defiantly.
The crew who heard her began laughing at the mermaid, having used water to return her to her form, she was unable to walk any longer. Escape was impossible as the black and toxic magic used by the pirates drained her from her inability to use any of her holy spells.
The captain pressed his foot at her tail, sending her into a prickling sense of pain at her fins, she yelled as he stomped it harder.
"No no, missy. Do you have any idea how much you and your little fae friends fetch at the darker corners of this world's markets? You're going to amass us a fortune and grant us more fantastical weapons to bring in prized folk like yerself to the market! This age of piracy is the next stage, little missy!" he said as he enjoyed the moments of her pain.
Nixie scowled angrily, but her heart knew that without any help, she was never going to see her home and neither will the sea commune with her after this day. She had to regain her strength, but with that putrid box at the captain's neck, it would be nigh impossible to gather enough spells to summon Brutus and Pluto, her Great Black Sharks. Even this far, she grew up with the wrong career, faith and magic meant nothing if she can't muster the strength to use them without corrupted black magic around her.
A deafening roar suddenly erupted from the woods from where they were packing, alerting the pirates to its deathly sound. Nixie's eyes gazed up in shock.
Vir's large Drakkin form blasted out from the forest and blew flames of fire at the pirates, searing those who didn't escape in time to a fiery death. The lot of them began firing pellets that bounced off his scaly body like they were mere tiny pebbles, He sent a swift strike to the ground, bisecting a pirate and beheading another one. The sage's technique of Origin form transformation had made him a reckoning force to these weak mortals playing God against the innocent folk.
"Drakkin! Captain! We have a Drakkin!" one of the crew members yelled. Nixie's ears picked up the conversation, how can a Drakkin be in this part of the woods? Aren't they native to the Northern lands of Mystvale? How... unless, could he be?
"Vir?!" Nixie called out. All that was in response were screams of terror from the pirate crew as the beast violently lashed in fury.
The Drakkin roared back in a pleasing tone as he lay waste to the pirates trying to keep their catch in tow.
Feeling her strength returning with the captain leaving her presence, Nixie began to use her ice spells to soften the tether of her ropes, eventually breaking free. The fairy who had called for Vir's help has arrived by her side, the remaining crew onboard trying to restrain the mermaid before she could escape. The little fairy kept them busy by flying around them while they tried to capture her, giving Nixie an opening to crawl towards her staff lying ahead of her. With the chance, she jumped and grabbed unto her staff. The sea's power had finally began to return to the mermaid as she gave a deathly glare and grin to the pirates.
"You dare defile the sea? Defile this land for coin?! You humans disgust me," Nixie seethed in anger as she unleashed a miniature tidal wave unto the crew aboard the ship, wiping them off the deck and unto the ocean. Floating towards the side, Nixie hummed a song in silence, with sharks appearing from the bottom of the sea to plunge her captors to their doom. Their pleas go unanswered as Nixie wordlessly left them to their doom.
Vir continued to lay the assault on the pirates on land, bellowing scorching flames that they cannot inevitably defend against themselves, succumbing to his battering flames. His roar continued to inspire fear and dread all around him as he used his wings to spread the flames further to their stocks, and with each swing of his tail, it tore a hole for each of the containers carrying the fairies as many of the captives escaped the Drakkin's wrath against the pirates.
The captain and his remaining crew barricaded themselves while preparing to coat their weapons with the same mystical dark magic that rendered the fairies and Nixie helpless, to attempt and use their ammunition against Vir. The Drakkin continued to release the prisoners and rampage around the pirate's presence, as if goading them to unload their weaponry against Vir.
"Forget the fairies, if we can capture this beast and along with the mermaid, we can gather our losses!" The captain said as he pointed his pistol at the Drakkin while his remaining crew, influenced by the mysterious item the captain has, were preparing to load their unholy weaponry against Vir.
"Vir! Watch out!" Nixie called out, catching the Drakkin's attention. Vir approached the crew as he continued to batter cages and crates to release the fairies back into the woods while they nervously pointed their guns at him.
A load of bullets laced with dark magic fired against Vir, as they harmlessly bounced off him as he raised an doubtful scaly brow as he looked down at them.
"No...No!" the pirate captain yelled in frustration as he fired everything at Vir's Drakkin hide to no effect.
Vir responded with a monstrous roar as Nixie saw him lay seige to their pathetic last line of defense, ending their lives with crunching and brutal bites and slashes with his spear-like claws. Nixie smiled and winced a little at her old friend's brutish approach, a far cry from the naive little boy from years back before she was captured by her merfolk and forbidden to surface till recently.
"And one begs to question who is even more monstrous of the two of us," Nixie snickered as Vir spat out the captain's head and mysterious casket as it exploded with dark magic at the ground before leaving it an empty husk. None of the pirate crew who spurned his woods or tried to take Nixie survived that day, and their crew as well as their goal for further piracy against magical beings ended that instant. Vir approached the ship as he stared the mermaid down.
"I had to see who this fairy child was talking about. But I can't believe..." Vir said as he leaned at the ship to gain a closer look at the young, spirited mermaid child who grew into a dazzling woman. Nixie pressed her head against his scaly mouth and felt the warm heat emitting from his Drakkin body and hugged it.
"Hello again," she smiled.
Vir could only smile and a purring sound emitted from the beastly form's body, Nixie took it as a sign that he believed. The two had finally reuinited after being separated for quite sometime.
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"My my, little one! You've grown into a fine young lady," the elder said as he greeted Nixie at the village after they had returned the fairies back to the desolated woods to begin resotring it to its former glory, with the nature of black magic taught to them, they would now be alot more wary despite the losses suffered this day. Vir was reminded to attend the passing of their leader, but assigned this formality to his grandfather. Back at the village, men all around whom Vir knew stopped at times to see Nixie as she hugged Vir's grandfather while the halfbreed casted glares at his former bullies and fellow male villagers to stray away from eying the mermaid with very longing looks.
"Aye, Grandpa Rivers. The Kingdon of Mariana has finally given me privilege to venture out on my own without supervision from the Royal Guard in order to explore the land and seas beyond," she said.
"And you didn't even bother passing by once you've been allowed to roam free..." Vir said with ire. Nixie kicked used her staff to hit him hard on the knee as he felt the shock of the hit.
"Hush you, I was still communing with Naminia! It is a sacred ritual before I could return here," Nixie hissed.
"Whatever...I'm glad you still came back," Vir said as he glanced on the side. Nixie caught his blush returning to his face, something he was not known for when he was a boy.
"So ... uhhh are you staying here this time? You're not gonna leave me hanging like last time?" Vir asked.
"It was due to circumstance! I'm a free mermaid now!" She stammered once more, threatening to hit him in his private regions this time if he pestered her on the matter. Instinct dictated he need not follow the consequencial course of some ball breaking session from a mermaid.
"That's - good - uhhh... I guess," Vir said as he continued to scowl. Nixie and his grandfather began laughing at the apparent stoic Drakkin halfbreed as he finally gave in and smiled. It was too long before he finally felt this happy in ages.
"Vir, as much as I hate to break up this Nostalgic meeting. You have a letter from your mother in Runesong," His grandfather's tone switched to a serious one. "This attack today is a serious omen, and whatever these pirates brought... it is great evil purchased from the land. I would not allow this to infect us further, and whatever they had used must be shown to your mother for further investigation," his grandfather explained.
"Hrmm..." Vir looked at the letter at his grandfather's breastpocket while Nixie dangled the now defunct casket of the pirate captain with wonder.
"I would like to come along as well, grandpa. Whatever halted the fairies from using their powers, apparently had the same effect on me until Vir was able to sway the scum away for me to use my powers. To learn from this, is something that I want to know and to share back with my people under the sea someday," Nixie said.
Vir's face lit up discreetly and walked away from Nixie as she approached his grandfather to retrieve the letter.
"In this case, Would you accompany me to Runesong instead, Vir? I'm sure your mother and I have never met ye-" Nixie asked as she took the letter from his grandfather before turning around to see Vir has already assumed his Drakkin form with wings spread wide open and setting his eye for Runesong. Vir's purring can be heard all the way from their side as he growled with glee.
"I think you have your answer, dear," his grandfather smiled. Nixie giggled as she readied her staff and placed a cloak on before jumping unto the Drakkin's back. Vir began flapping his wings as Nixie turned back and waved to the people of Miestra Village with a warm good bye as the two of them flew to the high skies bound for Runesong.
Nixie clutched unto Vir's red scales as she enjoyed flight for the first time in forever as she held unto him tightly while adjusting her eye glasses.
"So Vir...Drakkin King? Really?" She said with a doubtful voice.
"Don't start," Vir said as he picked up his speed to avoid the subject, flying into the distance with greater acceleration.
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