crafting of the rings 2

"good" Mairon muttered.

"Vermithor bring me the inscription tools."

"Now is the most important part."

"This will allow me to inscribe the text of immortality."

"Alright but I am keeping a eye on you."

Mairon only gave him a innocent smile.

So began his work again.

Inscribing the rings with the black tongue, and ancient Valyrian.

The Valyrian inscribtion was about longevity immortality and strength.

While the black tongue spoke of servitude and slavery to the one true ring.

After he was done the black speech disappeared, only to be revealed in fire.

While the Valyrian inscribtion stayed visible.

But the Valyrian gods only know of the Valyrian tongue, and don't understand black tongue.

So time passes and another day of work was finished.

Vermithor tried learning Mairons inscriptions, but he lacked key components to learn it.

Including basic understanding about how they function, and what power drives them.

14 rings lay silently on a altar in the middle of the Vulcano.

"With this my part of the pact has been forefilled."

"Indeed it has" Vermithor said.

As soon as he said this the hold of the abyssal contract left Mairon.

Vermithor nods to Mairon, before collecting the rings and opening a gateway to their elemental plain.

Mairon takes one last look at the inside of the Vulcano before leaving towards his new home.

He needed time to think so he took the long route around.

The first step in his plans had worked out and he now had time to handle and grow his new family.

....

In the elemental plane created by the Valyrian gods.

14 nature spirits looked at the newly forged rings with greed.

What they had been working for, for so long is finally in hands reach.

"The time is finally ripe my brethren, what we have sought for so long is near."

"Now we only need to check if he didn't put a curse, or other bindings on these rings."

"Do not worry brother I have been with him trough the whole process, and he didn't have a chance to put witchcraft on it."

Good let us check to be certain, and after revel in our newfound immortality.

"Good"

"Agreed"

"On with it."

And so they scoured the rings with different tools, trying to find anything.

But the only thing they found was some dark power.

It had the same signature as Mairons power, so it didn't raise any suspension.

After all some residue of the crafting individual always remains in their creations.

So they all solemnly put on their individual rings, shaped after their character and liking.

As soon as they put them on unknown power filled them.

Giving them immortality and power.

But all comes with a price.

Just like this.

Their bodies couldn't handle this power, rendering them unconscious.

This would go on until they adjusted to this new change.

So 14 Valyrian gods lay stil on their Thrones, the black speech on the rings slowly and unnoticed changing their way of thinking.

...

In the Dracon estate Vysesa was hobbling trough the halls.

Her mother in front while she tried to keep up, like a duckling following her mother.

Messinia was feeling distressed, the word that she would remarry soon had spread.

And so had it been known to the enemy of house Dracon.

The house of Klararion, one of the mightiest houses around, with more than 15 living dragons under their command.

Now they have sent a letter of challenge to her newly betroth.

She has refused their relentless pursuit, as the son of their head asked her more than 12 times to marry.

Now they saw the act of remarrying as a slight of their honour.

The letter reads as followed.

{ To House Dracon.}

We of the Noble house of Klararion challenge you to the rite of fire.

As we have generously extended a hand multiple times to house Dracon, for a binding in families but have been refused repeatedly.

We will not stand for such a slight, now the family head lady Messinia has decided that remarriage isn't a insult to her late husband.

So we demand a fair fight for her hand in marriage.

We will be waiting in the arena next week during the sun's highest.

Signed

{Havarus Du Klararion}

Her hand trembled when she read this.

How dare these damn rats want anything of her.

Did they think she didn't know what they did.

When she was searching for her daughter's whereabouts, she discovered who the culprit behind it all was.

House Klararion to swallow up house Dracon, they sent a fleet of pirates killing her husband, and kidnapping her child.

The deal with the pirates was to kill both her husband and child.

But the pirates believed that the selling of said child, would get them more money than the price given to them for her death.

Messinia found out about this, after she destroyed the Pirate fleet with her dragon.

She rushed there at once when she heard the news.

But Vysesa was already sold to some slave traders.

So she could only return home to mourn, both her husband and child.

But as Vysesa was still alive, she started a search for months.

That only was called off because Mairon arrived with Vysesa.

And now these insects wanted to worm their way into her family, with this as a excuse.

She would not stand for it.

However when Messinia was in her thoughts, a small voice came from behind.

"Mommy when do I get a sibling?"

"Vysesa wants to be a big sister."

She said with a proud face.

Messinia:"....."

....

As Mairon walked down the Vulcanic slope he started thinking about the power that brought him into this world, and the possibilities that it gave him.

'i guess it's time to start exploring the power father gifted me.'

'it would be a shame not to expand its potential use and power.'

So he decided he would start exploring it once he got home.