Part 1

Context: The one-armed knight known as Sir Calabas approached your werewolf pack years ago with news that one among you held the power of a hero that once defeated the world-ending dragon, Asmond. He gave your father, the Alpha werewolf, the rusted hilt of a bladeless sword, calling it the Blade of Ember, and tasked him with finding the hero. Your older brother was selected and you've helped him train for the big confrontation as best you could. It seems the day has come. Asmond has awoken and the hero must confront him. You thought that was your brother. Turns out, it’s you.

Setting: The timeless forest

Tags:[MA4A][Kind Knight Speaker][Sassy Crow Speaker][Kind Werewolf Listener][Prophecy][Slay the Dragon][Lore Drops][Enthusiastic][Underdog Listener][Fantasy][Magic][Backstory][TW: Childbirth/Mentions of Murder/Death]

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[C] = Calabas, the one-armed knight

[B] = Blithe, a very sassy, talkative crow

[Scene opens in…?]

[SFX: A dreamlike scape]

[You see her before you, indistinct but formed. A woman of fire. Rain drops like piano keys, creating a melody that peaks as many voices surround you. They chant something to you, something you cannot grasp before you are shaken awake by a loud horse whinny]

[SFX for the dream are at the VA’s discretion / a horse whinny]

[Pause??!]

[C] “Ah… You’re awake. Good.”

[...]

[You sit up, half slumped against him]

[C] “Apologies, Runt… I couldn’t wait for you to wake up. Asmond has awoken and headed toward the mountain range past Viros.”

[Pause!]

[He pauses but smiles tiredly at your enthusiasm]

[C] “You saw a glowing woman in your dreams, hm? Tell me more.”

[Pause!]

[His smile fades the more you speak]

[C] “...you heard the music… Did the chant sound something like ihe la vele?”

[Pause!!]

[SFX: The horse continuing to traverse the forest quickly]

[C] “...Yes. That is all I ever used to catch as well… Listen to me, Runt, and listen well. The Blade of Ember is powerful, yes, but if you use it too much, you may become like the Maiden of Ember herself… A hero that never stopped. Whose very offspring feel this world call to them when it is in danger, much like you are being called now. Take this fate seriously… but know that the cost is forever being called to help. Even in death.”

[. . .]

[He smiles again and ruffles your mane]

[C] “Hmhm. Yes, it does sound like it’d make you really sleepy… I used to believe that, if I kept fighting, peace would fall into place naturally one day…”

[Pause…?]

[He looks away, guilty]

[C] “...It hasn’t happened yet, no… b-but I’m sure it will, one day, Runt.”

[SFX - Pause Fill - The horse carrying on/forest ambiance]

[Pause…?]

[C] “Your brother went to break the news to the tribe while we departed… He’s dejected now but, trust me, it’s for the best. Remrik trained well, but he trained for the glory of it. When he had to look Asmond in the eye, I saw the terror in him and knew we were finished, regardless of the sword…”

[Pause?]

[C] “...Why is Asmond angry…?”

[Pause…]

[C] “No… I’m not angry at you for asking… It’s a complicated story, to be honest, and a sad one… Once, hundreds of years ago, he greatly loved a woman whom he kept in a little cottage out mostly away from others. He had accidentally blinded her when assaulting her castle. For years, she thought the man who rescued her and gave her this peaceful life was a former knight… He was the dragon instead…”

[...Pause?]

[C] “...Hmhm, no. He can transform to look more human. She was blind but I still think the fair princess could have detected her husband was a hundred-foot, molten lizard.”

[Pause!!]

[He chuckles and shakes his head]

[C] “Yes, the snuggling situation would be odd, too.”

[...?]

[C] “...So… what?”

[Pause??]

[C] “What happened to them… Mmh. I’d almost hoped you’d forget… Well, she found out, and still loved him, surprisingly. The mistake was letting others find out… Even with the castle sieged, she had family that was quite surprised to learn she was still alive… and with a dragon king’s child…”

[Pause!!]

[C] “...I’m sorry, Runt… I did warn this was a sad story…”

[Pause…?]

[He takes a breath, eyes full of guilt]

[C] “...Please… Please understand that humans were still mostly at war with dragons then… The princess’s family had somewhat tried for peace but then betrayed Asmond, hence the siege… The idea of a human princess bearing a draconic child was insane at the time. Regardless… the people who seized her from her home allowed her to birth the twins. When Asmond came, desperate to negotiate for his family’s freedom, they forced him to accept one terrible choice or the other…”

[Pause…?]

[C] “...They would give him the children but he would be forced to leave the princess behind to face judgment, or allow the children to… be sent away, we will say… and allow them to manipulate a relationship between two royals in their favor, basically making them a public spectacle while throwing their children away…”

[. . .]

[He pats your head a few times as you whine]

[C] “I know… I don’t agree with it. It was awful. It still does not excuse the terror he has caused in the aftermath.”

[Pause…?]

[C] “Which did he choose? He chose to tear her captors apart and take her and the babies back to his castle. Ahm… Women are very sensitive after birth… Asmond was gentle with her but her captors were not. By the time they got to his castle, she had lost quite a bit of blood… She didn’t die immediately… It took months but, to her credit, she fought like Hell. Asmond fought like all of Hell was in him, but… she slipped away one night in his arms. Their kids lived, but losing her broke him.”

[Pause…]

[C] “It’s sad, yes… but don’t sympathize with him too much, Runt. I made that mistake and it nearly cost me an arm AND a leg.”

[. . .]

[C, amused] “You can laugh. I’m aware I have one arm.”

[Pause <3]

[SFX: A caw of a crow]

[C] “Ah, one moment. Blithe! Down here, you old menace!”

[SFX: A crow swooping down]

[B] “A menace, am I?”

[Pause!]

[The crow eyes you, unimpressed]

[B] “And who is this furry little rag, hm?”

[C] “Be nice, Blithe. Just because you’re a crow doesn’t warrant an attitude.”

[Pause??]

[B] “It shares snacks??? Never mind, Blithe rescinds judgment that you are a fur rag.”

[SFX: Crow snacking]

[C, sighing] “You have news from the King, I hope? Perhaps a fellow Paladin? ANYONE useful?”

[B] “I have news from the Drider in the Fuzzy Forest. He reports sightings of Asmond flying across the sky. He has alerted his contacts. From the King, was much yelling and cursing.”

[C, sighing again] “About right.”

[Pause?]

[C] “I suspect he is angry because quite a few people just saw an enormous dragon fly overhead. If Ashton has spotted him, then he’s covered a lot of ground.”

[Pause?]

[C] “The next steps are to get to Moonvale. From there, we rally what troops we can and set a march for Asmond. Hopefully, we will be able to recruit more along the way…”

[Pause…]

[He smiles but it is uncertain]

[C] “Don’t worry too much, Runt. We’ll make it through this. I have no doubt.”

[Pause…]

[Fade out on SFX: horse travel and the occasional crow caw]

[To be continued?]

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Note: My, that’s quite a lore drop you have there~