The time of war is upon them. And it is a fire that burns fast.
Evrae approaches – and Eight acknowledges her with his eyes. This is not the first time they have met – nor the first time they have stirred the pot with one another. There’s always a bit of fun involved when two magicians come out to play. As Killdare speaks, Eight knows that the time is near – how near, they had no idea.
Moments after Killdare ends his speech, Eight looks to the horizon – smoke wafting across the tops of the trees of the Valley. He closes his eyes for moments, before lazily opening them again. “Killdare – I do believe it is your kingdom that is turning into ashes.” Again, he channels his magic to expand past the Valley, to see what the ruckus was in Beqanna. Quickly he imprints the visions he has seen to the others (although Evrae no doubt was doing the same) – the towering dragon of Yael with the Chamber princess in her clutches, breathing fire down. Straia’s spree throughout Beqanna – crushing hearts and taking prisoners. Ah- turmoil had risen at last.
“Evrae – of course I’d love to join you. Perhaps you should go slay a dragon first? I have some quick work to do here.”
With that, he steps from the group, disappearing with a small pop, and reappearing in the heart of the Valley. He raises from the ground a protective barrier around the kingdom –no, the Valley would not be burning today. He calls the wolves to him – the shadow creatures that protected the Valley, prowled its borders and saw all who passed. To each of them, he tipped his horn into their skulls- the sharp point piercing their crowns, burying into the bone beneath. Into them he poured magic - their bones turning to steel, giving their skin ability to heal faster. A pack of wolverines, dare we say it? When each of the pack had stepped up to him and completed their transformation, he apparated back to his king and Killdare.
“Now, I suppose the wild rumpus begins.”
He send a message to each of the Valley-dwellers, calling them from their shadows - beckoning them to stir their battle scarred bodies, awakening their dark hearts. His voice seeps into their skulls, with brief flashes of the events that have ocurred, Valley-dwellers, the war has started- let us fight.
Just wanted to get this up to protect the Valley and all. I assume we’ll just head to the Chamber or something from here – Kyra, I can have Eight follow Ev to the Chamber and she can fill him in on their plan..)\