Chapter 8- Cyren

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Dedicated to Sam Greenleaf, a friend of mine.


We're in the negative energy plane, Maabar, eternal night. What keeps us alive? We should die in here! I think I know. It's a pro of my planeshifter training. I learned back then how to manifest a bubble of special worldplasm. An ethereal,solid and shadow shield against the effect of a plane. It resembles a globe of invulnerability against planar effects. That explains.  I slowly moved the globe forward. What are we looking for. I really don't know. We could search for Dawn War and Planar War stashes and relics. Fine with me. I see one over there! Velicity pointed in a direction and I hovered over there. Not too shabby. Dawn War spirit wand, Planar War planar travel rings, spellbooks, Planar maps,nega blade, Planar and Dawn hybrid armor... Ooo! Five genesis blades! We should mark this place. There are a lot of caches here. What's a spirit wand? It's a wand infused with the spirit of a dying mage. You can cast the spells the mage could in Live. It ok with you if I take the Wand? If I can have the spellbooks! I'll take the map!  I'll take the armor! What exactly does it do? It's a Dawn War centurion's and a Planar War Warlord's armor. Great protection, a worldplasm covering, hermetically sealed while you wear it, flexible like fabric, nearly indestructible, antimagic, infinite air supply, integrated planar travel. That's awesome! You can have it on one condition; I want to study it so I can rema- Deal!  ke it. It's powerful armor with tons of new enchantments. "Who goes there?" A voice suddenly shouted. Quick! Grab your stuff! Grab a ring! They will give a more subtle planar projection. Take a genesis blade too! I'll close the stash! They all took their share, a ring and a blade and sped off. I took my blade and the wand and hid behind an island of negative stone. I whispered a quick Identify spell and identified the wand as an eternal 9th level spirit wand and the blade as the Alpha Blade. I glanced around the edge and spotted a dragon. I took out my Revealing Spyglass of Identifying and examined the dragon.

Greater Negative Draen it said. I lowered the spyglass. "It can't be-" the dragon suddenly pounced at me, throwing me through the air. I sheathed my blade and took out my codex. I pointed the wand at it and picked spells. I put away the codex and took out the blade. I looked up to see the draen circling me. I twirled the blade in my right hand and held a wand loosely in my left. It sprang at me, but I was faster. "Summon Ravid!" I shouted and whipped out the wand. A white, serpentine dragon emerged from the wand. It unleashed a roar and zapped a whip of positive energy at the draen. It flinched but recovered quickly, countering the energy lash with negative energy breath. While the ravid kept it busy, I snuck towards the draen. Just before I had crept behind it to knock it out, it turned around and hissed at me.

Dragons Withi- I was thrown against a wall of negative energy. Ok, plan B. What's that? I put the wand away and held the Alpha Blade above my head and shouted, augmented by telepathy, "I am David Ator D' Dragonsbane XI! I am the Tenth Prince of Draendor! I. Won't. LOSE!" How I knew my title? I have been reading about my origins. Turns out that the Dragonsbane line is one of Kings.

I charged at the draen, but was halted when it spoke  up. "What? Is that really who you are?" Judging by the voice,  it was probably a female  I couldn't move due to Negative Energy binding me. The Draen looked at me expectantly. I wiped my hand over my face, and revealed an intricate patern of blue lines scratching over my body. The lines are a trademark of every unique Draen. It was impossible to reproduce one and it describes it's wielders personality and identity. They only appear when you focus on them. Her eyes swept over my face and hands (all the skin my usual gear leaves uncovered) unti her eyes widened and a smile came over her face. "Hi! Sorry I didn't recognize you! My name is Cyren. Sorry for the whole attacking thing. Please take a short rest at my place to heal!" She said, still smiling and shaking my hand with one claw. The energy bindings disappeared and she transformed into a girl about 5 months older than me. She had black hair just longer than shoulder length and a pale face with blue eyes due to the continuous negative energy radiation. She motioned for me to follow. Can we trust her? She looks harmless. The others emerged from hiding and Cyren turned around and stood before me in a defensive state. "Run Dragonsbane! I'll stop those!" She said while conjuring a negative energy orb. "You better not stop them; I like to keep my friends closer than my enemies" I said and gestured to my friends to come over. "Cyren, these are Velicity," "Nice to meet ya." "Sparks," "Well met! " "and Legio." "Greetings." "Hello all, my name is Cyren. You must all be weary. Follow me to my cave so you can rest and heal!" We took the loot fron the stash and silently hovered behind Cyren. Each one of us carried their chosen artifact and one Genesis Blade. Cyren also carried a Genesis  Blade and the nega blade .Hold on a moment, Dragonsbane! Hmm? What is it? Your wounded. Let me heal you. You can actually heal? That's a great feat! I never learned that. Had to bottom a potion of healing. But you actually achieved the innate ability to heal! Yup. Activate that sphere of yours so I can use the positive energy healing. I created a sphere around us and Velicity hovered closer. I winced and dug my index fingernail into my thumb as she assessed the wounds and started preparing the healing spell. This may hurt.... Ouch! a bit. I checked the wounds and watched them fade. We're here!


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