The unaligned wishers

The unaligned

Vemoura. She felt the disturbance. The ripples in reality. It was time, she reached out with her wish. To be able to roam the material again alongside a being of true power. What price would be demanded, what would it require of her. Would she be bound by chains of the mind or the soul? What price would be demanded. Then the answer came, her friendship and the chance for love. She was offered so much for so little. How what was this, how could so little be offered for so much. Did he not realize how unbalanced this would be no she had to offer more. Very well one wish within her power she would offer anything within her power. The offer was accepted and a portal snapped open she would be at his side when he arrived and they could settle up before moving forward.

Obranask. They had killed him. The hunters had finally trapped him and killed him, and for what. A few sheep, some unoccupied barns that no one was actually using? He had only killed when they had attacked him firs. The peasants had started it, then that knight had tried to kill him, and finally he had been tracked down. He had taken some of them with him but in the end a lance had pierced his heart. He watched the heavens now at the end. A great dragon like himself would now be driven from this world by ****. Then, a glimmer, the trail of fire in the sky. This could be his chance if he put his pride aside. He had no interest in serving anything lesser than himself but a greater dragon? And maybe if he was lucky the new dragon would listen to him and accept his guidance and direction. He could guide the new existence to becoming a proper and true dragon. So he reached out and offered his wish.