The World Of Gaea: The Chosen Few

Session 5: A General Encounter

Dadgrir is keeping a campfire lit as the others sleep. Dadgrir smiles as he watches his new companions sleep blissfully. Dadgrir watches the fire move in the wind and lets his eyes close, letting sleep take him.

???: Hello, my faithful warrior.

Dadgrir opens his eyes to see he is no longer in the woods, but instead he is in marble throne room. Dadgrir looks up to see a giantess of a woman, with long blonde hair and glowing white eyes, pale skin and wearing a pure white dress and holding a golden staff. The giant woman smiles warmly at Dadgrir, who takes a knee and bows before her.

Dadgrir: My Goddess.

Gala: Rise, my noble Dwarf. No need for such actions here.

Dadgrir nods and gets to his feet.

Gala: It is so good to see you again, it has been too long.

Dadgrir: My apologies Lady Gala. I assume you know of my predicament?

Gala: Yes. Nero has told me all about his little twist of destiny, for I gave him my blessing to do so.

Dadgrir: And I am always grateful.

Dadgrir stands there awkwardly for a few seconds, wanting to say something.

Gala: What is it my child?

Dadgrir: My.... my family. Are they alright? Are they safe?

Gala hesitates for a brief moment but then nods her head slowly.

Gala: Your.... two eldest daughters are just fine. Felani is still in Elenoir and while Lyra is there in Soleanna, she has been safe in her tavern.

Dadgrir lets out a breath he was holding and chuckles.

Dadgrir: Good, good... but what of my wife? What of Yolanda? And my youngest, Olla?

Gala: I..... I cannot say.

Dadgrir: Why?!

Gala: At this moment in time, if I tell you where they are, that would distract you from-

Dadgrir: I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT THAT!! I NEED TO KNOW NO-

Gala slams her staff into the ground and her eyes glow radiant, causing Dadgrir to stumble backwards.

Gala: Watch that tone child. I am the queen of the Gods, and I will not be spoken to like that. Am I understood?

Dadgrir lowers his head in shame.

Dadgrir: Yes. I am sorry for my outburst.

Gala sighs as her eyes dim back to their normal glow.

Gala: Trust me Dadgrir, I understand the pain of not knowing if your love is alright, but I can assure you that Yolanda and Olla are safe. Trust me.

Dadgrir: Of course I do. I just.... miss them. It's been four months for me, bit ten whole yeaes for them. I can't imagine what they are going through, thinking I'm either dead or missing.

Gala: Yes, I agree, but once you defeat the Tyrant, all will be-

???: Well, what do we have here?

Suddenly, the throne room shatters as the looming face of the Tyrant stares down at Dadgrir and Gala. Gala's eyes widen and Dadgrir reaches for his hammer.

Tyrant: Ah, hello Gala. You thought you can enter my domain and nothing would happened? You must be going senile in your old age. Here, let me help you.

The Tyrant reaches out a massive skeletal hand and lowers it to squash the two of them. Gala turns to Dadgrir.

Gala: Continue on your quest, and I'll try to contact you as soon as I can. Now go!!