15 Beast's Blood

Rubbing his eyes, Jon awoke from his slumber just to see a warning label in front of him.

'Almost maximum potential reached for current standard of body, please adjust parameters.'

Seeing it he saw how his stats were improving little by little without spending points which made sense since he does grow as a person but his small frame must be limiting him. He began to look over the new notifications within his mind's eye. Seeing the accomplished quest providing him with an influx of just over a million points and adding that to all the death that has happened under his name made him exhilarated. Next up was now seeing about adjusting his body to be able to handle the coming changes. He looked and found some magic that would suit him, blood and ritual magic.

Purchasing both and spending every point he had to to maximize both, he spent just over two hundred thousand points. Well worth the investment, the influx of knowledge gave him the answer he was looking for. Now was the time for preparation and gathering the right components. What he needed was three dragon's eggs, a direwolf alpha's heart and a few other things that he thought would be helpful if he could gather them.

3 dragon eggs

Alpha direwolf heart

Kraken's bone

Giant's blood

Basilisk eye

Compiling the list, he wondered where to even get such things though he remembered the Ironborn having some kind of bone related to the kraken or at least he thinks they said that. After careful consideration he decided to maximize his summoning and see if he can summon such items. After doing so he was able to summon a dragon egg alive and healthy it seemed but it exhausted his full supply for the day so he had to take a week to gather everything. While doing that he set up a chamber for the ritual and drew the runes onto the ceiling and floor. After putting the components where they were needed, he started to channel the magical flow of energy around him into the runes.

Each rune lighting up upon receiving enough energy to be powered for the ritual gave Jon a satisfied look. Sitting in the middle of the complex diagram he had drawn with the Giant's blood, Jon started the ritual formally. A lasting time of several hours left Jon's underlings in distress as they couldn't find him and when trying to enter his study, the door was barred almost invincible against attacks or anything really. The shining lights coming from the seal around the door though was some indication that something was happening which left everyone worried. Only time would tell what was happening from within the closed space.

Jon's blood boiled and bones cracked as his figure grew and his hair waved around by some force. His eyes burned with light as his hair darkened even further like the blackness of night and his eyes settled on crimson red of blood while his canines elongated and his muscles bulged. Hair growing to the bottom of his back while his height reached upwards past six feet tall. His nails grew tougher and slightly sharper as ears while not physically changing much did have a slightly more angled point and Jon could hear the discussions outside the room clear as day. Once the ritual was done, Jon was set back down onto the floor exhausted and sore but excited for the budding power he could feel from within.

Age: 12

Diplomacy: 36(New)

Martial: 75(New)

Stewardship: 45(New)

Intrigue: 52(New)

Learning: 50(New)

Prowess: 82(68)(New)

Traits: Beautiful, Genius, Strong, Pure Giant (New), Pure Blooded, Fecund, Herculean, Divine Blood, Dragon Dreams, Curious, Charming, Vanguard, Brave, Warg, Greenseer, Master Hunter, Authoritative, Diligent, Trained Fighter, Erudite, Fast Learner, Scholar, Patient, Ambitious, Temperate, Proud, Strategist, Formidable Fighter, Legendary Blademaster, Aggressive Attacker, Architect, Administrator, Avaricious, Druid, Overseer, Shrewd, Novice Physical Enhance, Novice Magical Enhance, Novice Mind Enhance, Schemer, Blade Dancer (New), Hybrid (New), Magically altered (New), Enhanced Healing (New), Toughened Flesh (New)

Titles: The Chosen One, True Warden, Avenger (New), Beast in Human Skin (New)

Skills

Swordsmanship lvl10

Tactics lvl10

Politics lvl10

Charisma lvl9

Climbing lvl5

Fitness lvl10 (New)

Chivalry lvl6

Throwing lvl9 (New)

Horsemanship lvl9 (New)

Keen Sense lvl10 New)

Warg Magic lvl9

Managing lvl10

Common Tongue lvl8

Mathematics lvl6

Engineering lvl7 (New)

Agriculture lvl7 (New)

Druidcraft lvl6

Summoning lvl10 (New)

Blood Magic lvl10 (New)

Ritual Magic lvl10 (New)

Swimming lvl10 (New)

Heat/Cold Resistance lvl10 (New)

Blood Seeker Lvl7 (New)

Levitation (New)(Locked due to age restriction)

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Store (Expand)

1186332 points

Quest (1)

Revenge (Take revenge for all the fallen under your name and banner.)- Completed

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Seeing it all made him almost howl outward but Jon restrained himself as he decided to maximize the rest of his abilities. Seeing how well the ritual went left him ecstatic but could feel he could only alter himself at most two more times so he had to figure out the best ways to improve himself with those two chances. In the meantime, he was thinking of making a diluted simpler ritual that he could do onto the more loyal of his subjects, the ones deserving the gift he would bestow. Just the thoughts of his commanders wrecking havoc onto his enemies left him dazed but then he thought again what if their blood wouldn't even allow one alteration?

He knew each man he summoned had the base capability of one alteration, he wasn't sure how he knew but he could just feel that was the case. Sighing he gathered his collection of thoughts and stood up before opening the door for everyone to see their lord in his birthday suit with all his glory displayed. The scene shocked everyone present and even Jon as he hadn't even thought about it as he was still adjusting to the new state not even realizing that his clothing was gone. His new appearance warranted some hostility from some of the members till Loran stepped forward hesitantly.

"My.. My lord, is that you?"

Jon almost wanted to laugh and jump out at them yelling he was the monster from which women told their children about to make them sleep at night. Though only for a moment before he covered his manhood with the curtain at the window only two steps away before nodding towards Loran.

"I'm glad some of you can still recognize me, it would've been awkward trying to explain to you all that I'm lord Winter."

Before he could continue the group of people rushed forward and barraged him with questions of how he changed. The noise started to die down as one after the other started to see the bloodied room and three broken large eggs with nothing inside, white powdery substance scattered across the room and the strange markings all over the room.

"May the old gods help me…"

One of the veteran guards mumbled as he stepped backwards towards the door. He was witnessing the birth of a monster true and true with his own eyes. A monster with human flesh but with the guile of a serpent and the madness of all the magics he had known. He thought of his baby girl who was born only a fortnight before and how the lord had given him five gold for the occasion. Yet the creature before them was not the lord, there was no way.

Blood red eyes and sharp canine teeth, long sharpened nails and a bigger figure than the lord ever had. Fear began to cloud his mind and his logic as his grip on the handle of his sword tightened. Unsheathing his sword in a quickened breath, he lunged at the monster before him with tears in his resolute eyes. As steel met flesh, his accomplishment turned into horror as the blade only sunk an inch deep before even being pushed out from within. Withdrawing his blade, the scared man had already injured their lord within a few seconds and still swung his blade sideways for his head. As everyone yelled and everyone tried to unsheathe their swords, Jon simply brought his left arm up and grabbed the blade barehanded.

Letting a few drops of blood trickle down his wrist till continuing its descent to the floor, Jon jabbed his right fist forward. Latching his iron vice-like grip around the man's throat before lifting him off the ground, Jon looked into the frightened man's eyes as he squirmed. The sword now dropping to the ground as he vigorously tried to pry Jon's claws from his neck, Jon simply sighed.

"Sleep now and rest your tattered mind friend."

With his words his previously wounded left hand shot out and slammed into the frightened man's face like a viper striking its prey. Once full of defiance and struggle now lay limp in Jon's grasp before he handed him to two others.

"I'm so sorry for my delayed actions as we all are, we were just shocked from the revelation of your abilities and practices my lord. Please punish me for my negligence but spare the others."

Loran kneeled before the amazed Jon who was watching the cut on his hand heal at a visible rate and smiled before looking down at him. Jon's gaze sent a chill down Loran's back, sweat beginning to form as his cold gaze frightened him.

"Fear not friend, for I have been reborn and I do not think it is anyone's fault for thinking of me as someone else. The magic I know and learn along the way will not only help me but all of the people who follow me. So will you, Loran Roote, Follow me on this path we have set out on?"

Setting his eyes upwards to match Jon's gaze, Loran's unsteady thoughts dissipated and all that was left was the determination to reach a better future.

"I will follow you Lord Winter!"