TIME SKIP
Two years passed.
TV · Deep_Aureate
Aura farm whenever possible
Flames burst open around the falling figure, radiant and alive. Wings of fire, larger than the boy's body, spread wide, like living embers. Then they flapped, like a bird, n-no… like a divine bird. The fall eased into grace, like a being from forgotten legend, gliding toward the earth.
TV · Deep_Aureate
Ummm no burn him
"If Your Graces would allow," he began cautiously, "I would recommend a full examination. Just to ensure there are no… adverse effects on the young prince's health. Magic, after all, is unpredictable."
TV · Deep_Aureate
AYOOOOO
~Feel good, her voice purred in his mind, more intimate than ever. ~Again.
TV · Deep_Aureate
NGL broski got game
"You have given your hand to me twice now, Lady Jeyne." My voice stayed low. "What is stopping you from doing it forever?"
TV · Darkwolf280
YEAHHH
The colossal iron anchor swung wildly through the air like a deadly wrecking ball, smashing brutally into the hull of a smaller, fleeing pirate sloop. The heavy iron flukes instantly tore through the wooden hull, embedding deeply within the ship's frame. Freezing seawater poured violently into the massive breach. The sheer, terrifying upward momentum of the dragon physically ripped the small sloop completely out of the water, violently capsizing it. Caraxes twisted its serpentine neck downward, unleashing a highly concentrated blast of crimson dragonfire that instantly incinerated the heavy hemp rope. The crippled, burning sloop crashed back into the sea in a shower of splinters, completely destroyed. Freed from the tether, the Blood Wyrm shrieked triumphantly and soared higher into the heavens.
TV · PixelWarden
Ummm no, no they will not
"Signal the entire armada! All ships, execute evasive maneuvers immediately!" Drake Thorne violently abandoned the tiller, sprinting desperately across the chaotic deck toward a heavy scorpion ballista. "Aim exclusively for the riders! If you kill the dragonriders, the beasts will break off the attack and leave!"
TV · PixelWarden
"The Fat Bastard," Daemon blurted out, "That's what he calls it."
Book&Literature · Indra_
Like she wants him or somethin
"Nero said that," Chella corrected coldly.
Book&Literature · Fish_Cakery
Huh seeking death this one is
"How can the absolute, unifying voice of the Faith possibly be absent from a true miracle, explicitly guided and willed into existence by the holy light of the Seven Gods?!"
House of the Dragon: Crown of the Bone Dragon
TV · PixelWarden