Back to the boring stuff. IT'S NOT BORING IT'S A WEDDING! GET OUT!
OK, so I was transported to thi- HEY! I'm not done! Screw you! Phew... now that that is done, we can get back to Rathashan, who had just gotten kissed by Faunra. Wait, no we were up to the next day. Just let me do a bit of catching up... lalalala dum de dum... ah! Found it!So, the next day Rathashan awaited at the great oak for Faunra in his best robes, black silk with a red and gold thread pattern. And the walking of the tree would not be proper without guests. I was the only one who was a humanoid there.. well, not in person of course. I was so proud to see Rath, and as they walked the tree, I kinda shed a tear. They next shared a kiss... and bloody Dareskilith bursts through the tree's... yabbering on about being in this test and an empire hunting him, he just kept on yabbering.
Next thing I know Rath punches him in the face, knocking him out... He was pretty pissed. Faunra wrapped her arms around him, comforting and calming her new husband. Rathashan was seething with rage, so annoyed with Dareskiliths interruption, the ground around him was set aflame. Next thing we know we are surrounded by these people in odd looking armour. A man steps forth "We have come for the scummy half breed, if you stand in our way, you shall be classified as an enemy of the empire, and ended" He announces... then his head explodes into flames. Next thing I know the clearing was enveloped in flames, the smell of burning flesh invaded my senses. But worst of all, was Rathashan... he had grown scales, shining like polished brass in the sunlight, and talons replaced his hands. He had become an avatar of a dragon's rage. His draconic eyes flickered from each of the figures to the next, and in a deep, thunder like voice he spoke "Your empire is nothing, and you will leave my family alone!" the flames sucked into him, and the ashes of the former figures, blew away in the wind...
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