Vaults and Oppressive Aura

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He took a deep breath and stepped through.

There he discovered a room full of skeletons books and runes with metal chains on the walls. There was a deep root of dark magic here due to the sacrifices of bloodmagic.

As he looked around he there weren't just human skeletons but strange humanoid creatures and animals.

As he approached the books, he noticed a large tarp covering something in the corner. Taking the tarp off he saw the corpse of a deep crimson dragon, which, while being dead for over two centuries, still eminated faint magic. It's body was small, almost the size of a large dog, and it's scales were dull but nevertheless it was still dragon, so he sucked it into his bag and continued towards the books.

He looked at the tops of the books, still as if they were bought yesterday, and packed them in his bags as well. Having enough of the invisible pressure he left the room and continued down the hallway entering any room he came across and taking anything of value, which was mainly gold but there was some jewellery, until finally he arrived at the stairs which he remembered to be the main Vaults of house Darharis.

Walking down the stairs he noticed the immaculate condition of them and the lack of dust or even bugs.

Once he reached the bottom of the stairs he saw a grand, golden gilded door. As he approached the door he remembered a memory of the original Rhaegis and how his father was telling him the key to opening the Vaults was his blood and intent. He pulled out a dagger and made a shallow cut against his palm, smudged his blood against the door and thought about it opening. With a loud creak the door swang open.

Inside he saw rows of paintings, jewellery, books, tapestries and the Armour of the Ancestor of House Darharis sitting in the middle on top of a pedestal. To the side he saw a small room filled with gold. Opposite that he saw a room filled with rare fabrics and clothes. He then chose to put on a black and purple robe with a gold trim that went down to his knees. He then took all of the gold, jewellery, paintings, tapestries and books. After grabbing all of that he than grabbed some of the darker fabrics and some crimson and black clothes. He then put on the armoury spending a minute fiddling with it to get it to fit.

He then stepped out of the Vaults and walked up the stairs. Suddenly, a rumbling occurred and the building shook, but as fast as it started it soon stopped. He quickly steadied himself. He began running down the hallway looking through his mind for an exit, eager to leave as soon as possible.

As he turnt a corner he saw a room that he was drawn to. The armoury, specifically where the dragonriders kept their gear. As he ran through the door he saw rows of flights suits made of the finest materials and helmets on shelves. At the edge of the room there were dragonbone bows and arrows and a Valyrian steel halberd 'Bane' mounted on the wall in a symbolic display.

He quickly grabbed two flight suits, a few bows and a few quivers of arrows. He then reached up to grab the halberd off the wall, put it in his bag and continued on down the hallway.

He then reached the dragon caverns, where the riders of house Darharis would house their dragons and where the young would claim dragons of their own. As he walked down he activated the runes that allowed light to be created and saw the skeletons of various dragons of astronomical sizes. He then walked along the outside of the caverns until he reached the hatchery where the dragon keepers would note down research on dragons and care for hatchling and eggs alike. He surveyed the hatchery noting the dead dragon keepers and tiny dragon skeletons, bare of any scales as it was newly born, and the eggs, most of which fossilised, but there were still four with a faint flame of life left inside. As he walked towards the eggs he grabbed a satchel and gloves from a dragon keeper, carefully putting the eggs inside. Carefully slinging it over his shoulder and midsection.

He then walked towards the shelves of notes immediately taking them all. As he stepped out of the hatchery, he felt an immensely powerfull aura pressing down on him.

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Ooooh! I wonder what that could be?🤔🙂

I am going to miss next week due to Holiday. Thxs