Daeranyx_Drakonar

Skagos and Runes

As Anarion and I made our way northward, the temperature began to fall after we passed the White Harbour. I hope it's not winter because if it is, my time on Skagos will be challenging. As we continued towards our next destination, I noticed Anarion's pace slowing. It seems the previous battle ha...

"Dracarys. Anarion"

I take out my wand after holding it tightly on my right hand. Gave command to Anarion, "Sāndor. Anarion" (Attack or To Battle, Anarion)

As Anarion and I charged directly at Sheepstealer, he opened his jaws, and a blaze started to form within. Anarion swiftly dipped be...

Peaceful Times

As time progressed, my boredom grew, and the wind's impact lessened. Thus, I began to act within my capabilities. After tightening the straps, I drew my wand. Since obtaining it, I've been eager to attempt something unprecedented in the HP universe: to unleash a pure magical blast. No one has don...

Leaving the Valysar

As the sun began to set, we arrived at Valysar. I ensured that no one could spot Anarion before instructing him to descend. Afterwards, I suggested he rest and hunt if he felt hungry, although he shouldn't have been, given the number of fish he consumed during our journey. He growled, almost as i...

Above The Clouds

With Anarion's mighty leap and the powerful flaps of his wings, we ascend into the sky. Only seconds pass, yet I have no desire to return to the ground. The sensation of soaring through the clouds, watching towers that once loomed large now shrink beneath us, is indescribable. The formidable ener...

"sōvagon, Anarion"

It seems upon my arrival here; my luck has taken a turn for the better. In the trunk, I discovered the Dragonhorn. Known in High Valyrian as "Dragonbinder," this mystical and powerful artifact is linked to the ancient Valyrians. From what I understand, it possesses the ability to bind and control...

Into the Ruins [2]

My gaze fell upon a magnificent entity sprawled in the cave. Anarion's sleek, powerful body was covered in metallic scales that shimmered in the light. His massive wings boasted intricate webbing and robust muscles. Two large horns, shaped like those of a ram, adorned his head, surrounded by many...

Into The ruins [1]

As I awoke, memories of what had transpired began to flood my mind. I looked around, ensuring that what I remembered wasn't a figment of my imagination, a wild fancy born from lingering in the void. The room I found myself in was the kind one might expect of a medieval king's chamber, luxurious a...

Chapter:-1. Wishes and small talk

CH:-1 . Wishes and Small Talk

As I close a book that I was reading I couldn't help but sigh. I want to desperately meet George R.R. Martin or some author anyone would do and ask them WTF! how do they create a new world form just creativity of mind and nothing else. I don't much about how th...