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Thu 6th Jun 2024 05:03

Fifth Entry.

by Ko Rava

The celebrations of murdering dragons makes me uncomfortable.
We've kidnapped a victri and apparently holding it hostage.
Syrus and I exchanged looks, both clearly uncomfortable with the title we were bestowed "dragon slayers". The confusion set in as I had no idea what I was to be celebrating, the return of the dragons, or the murder of them.
At the bar simmering in my confusion, Ailill sat next to me, mentioned you, Master Opah. Said that he had been exchanging letters with you of my actions and whereabouts. He left his position at the school for the cause of the Leylines, as a runescribe wizard it is also my soul duty to protect them.
 
Before long, Master Nakah had opened a portal to the next leylines fracture. We all stepped out, except for Zy... I say stepped out, more like fell down a large hole into a prison. There was no gate, no door, no way out but up. Glancing over we saw a grey figure with red glowing eyes. Almost as short as the tiny angry one. They began talking in a language I can only assume was dwarvish... That about answered our questions, there was something eerie about that character though.
 
Cyrus flew up to check how we could escape, only to be greeted with 6 Phrat'ii guards. Whoops.
 
He flew back down to us to report what he had seen, only to be levitated out of the hole and see that over 30 Phrat'ii had joined. "Ahh beans".
 
Lucid quickly threw an oil lamp over the group as I set them on fire with my totally epic powers. Took out a few. Then I got tiddy hit by a giant purple elf, honestly wouldn't be the worst way to go.