Chapter Two:
The first light of dawn painted the canvas of the skies in magnificent hues of amber and gold, Drakonsarius, the newly promoted Dragoon Knight, received a summons to the chambers of Dragoon-Mage Drakonvyr. The Dragon's Citadel, usually bustling with activity, seemed to hold its breath as the young knight made his way through the labyrinthine corridors. Upon reaching the imposing doors of the leader's chamber, Drakonsarius knocked and was bid entry by a deep, resonant voice. The room was adorned with ancient tomes, mystical artifacts, and the presence of a massive dragon skull, a silent testament to the Order's rich history. "Drakonsarius," Drakonvyr greeted, his piercing eyes fixated on the knight. " With extreme care, Drakonvyr produced a sealed letter and a journal. The air in the chamber seemed to thicken as Drakonsarius took the
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"The Ninth has taken his own life, but not before revealing the machinations of the Council," Drakonvyr explained, his voice carrying both sorrow and a fierce determination. "You have been chosen to eliminate the Ætharchs and dismantle the Covenant of the Void."
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Drakonsarius felt a mixture of surprise and gravity at the weight of the task laid upon him. Drakonvyr, the wise and powerful leader, saw in him the necessary qualities to unravel the dark threads that threatened their world. It was a choice rooted in the young knight's unwavering dedication, keen intellect, and indomitable spirit - traits that set him apart even among the esteemed ranks of the Order of the Dragoon.
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"The fate of our realm rests on your shoulders," Drakonvyr declared, his gaze unwavering. "You are the chosen blade, Drakonsarius. May your journey be guided by the valour that defines our Order."
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Drakonsarius left Drakonvyr's chamber, clutching the sealed letter and the ominous journal. The Citadel's grand halls seemed to echo with the weight of the revelation bestowed upon him. Determination burned in his eyes as he sought solitude to delve into the secrets laid bare by the Ninth. Finding a quiet chamber, Drakonsarius broke the seal and unfolded the letter, absorbing the words that revealed the existence of the Covenant of the Void and the impending threat it posed.
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Dear friends,
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May this correspondence find you in good health and unyielding strength as you continue to bear the mantle of your sacred order. It is with a heavy heart and a sense of dire urgency that I, the ninth within the Council, reach out to you with a warning. I must reveal to you the malevolent presence that lurks within the shadows-the Covenant of the Void. This elusive cult, adept in manipulation and dark arts, now poses an imminent threat to the very fabric of our existence. As Ætharchs, we have shared in actions that have consequences reaching far beyond our council chambers. The Council of Ætharchs exists not only to guide but to lead an organization that seeks to free dark entities from the Æbyss itself. The Covenant seeks to breach the Great Æther Wall, unleashing abominations from the Æbyss to wreak havoc upon our world. In my pursuit of redemption, I have taken decisive action by eliminating the eighth Ætharch. Enclosed within my plea, you will find a detailed journal of potentially useful information regarding the remaining seven Ætharchs. It is my sincere hope that this information aids you in your noble endeavours to confront and overcome the looming shadows. Regrettably, my path to atonement demands the ultimate sacrifice. By the time this letter reaches your hands, I will have committed suicide as a final act to absolve myself from my mistakes. May you, Drakonvyr, champion the cause of light against the encroaching darkness. Rally the Order of the Dragoon, for the fate of all realms hinges upon you all.
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With the utmost respect and remorse,
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The Ninth
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A mixture of grief for the sacrifice of the Ninth and a resolute determination to honour his legacy coursed through the young Dragoon Knight. Turning to the journal, Drakonsarius immersed himself in the insights of the fallen Ætharch regarding the seventh Ætharch, the Voidcaller. The pages detailed dark rituals, cryptic messages, and the conduit the Voidcaller served between the Covenant and the malevolent entities residing in the Æbyss. As the hours passed, Drakonsarius crafted a plan to confront the Voidcaller and sever the first link in the chain that bound the Ætharchs to the Covenant's nefarious designs. The next step involved leaving the Dragon's Citadel in a small airship, a vessel designed for stealth and speed. Under the cover of night, with the moon casting its silvery glow on the world below, Drakonsarius boarded the airship. The vessel ascended into the sky with a soft whirring noise, steam engines propelling it along while lighter than airship gas kept it afloat. The young Dragoon Knight set his course for the region where the Voidcaller's influence loomed, ready to prevent whispers turning into the complete destruction of the world.
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