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Silvertree Chronicles Bk. 10

Silvertree Chronicles Book Ten, From the Ashes, (Enhanced Edition)

Synopsis: Mercian Silvertree's unexpected and untimely death at 466 years of age was heartbreaking. The destruction of the two most powerful Moon Blades requiring their Moon Stones to be replaced was destabilizing to the Moral of the Army still in conflict.

***Inspired by multiple fantasy environments. Not endorsed by any of them. © EmotionalStorm August 2020. This story cannot be transferred to any other site besides Literotica.com without the prior authorizations in writing from the author and EmotionalStorm must be credited for this work.

Author's Note: For those who have not read my bio, please note I write as a form of therapy for a Traumatic Brain Injury. I know the English majors will probably encounter issues that annoy them. If these are your focus, instead of the story itself, then this is not the story for you. I am not and will never be a professional writer.

I do it to tell the story, for those who wish to read them. I originally submitted this story back in October of 2018. I have worked to try and improve my writing style while struggling with this issue. I have added some editing software and written a few other stories. Now I am revising and editing this earlier work to try and bring it up to a higher standard from what I have managed to learn over the last few years.

Prologue

Mia 21 9676

At the request of Corellon Larethian, Queen Goldeagle, and Mercian's Widows they had delayed the reading of the will until the sword was ready. The armor still underwent repairs during this time. The Night before the will was read, a young Vessan Silvertree was visited by the Lady of Dreams at the falls. To be here was a shock to her. She took a knee, "Lady of Dreams, I do not know why I am here. I am not a candidate for the sword."

The Lady looked at her, "Please stand. You are the next wielder of the sword but you will not be a champion."

Vessan looked at her and shook her head, "I am shit with a sword, it has been stripped of any power or benefit even remotely usable by my classes, we are at war, and there are 3 others who are way better suited. I forgot! I like women and am infertile as well! There is no reason for me to be the wielder of that blade. Add in the fact that I would not be champion means a short life!"

The lady sighed, "You are not wrong your life would be significantly shorter than planned."

She looked at the Lady of Dreams, "How long would I live if I took up the blade versus what was planned for me?"

The lady looked at her as she walked back and forth, "You would live less than a decade. You would have lived another 520+ years by our plan for you. Give or take because of the wars and the uncertainty with Dragon champions."

Vessan groaned, "You want me to throw away 5 centuries of my life? For a weapon, I do not want? Why would I do that?"

The Lady of Dreams looked at her, "Your younger brother was to be the new wielder during this time if something happened to Mercian."

Vessan looked at her, "He cannot. He is only 72. It has to be an adult according to the will. He said he was following Charlus's will setup for the blade and wanted all future blade wielders to do the same!"

The Lady nodded, "Yes, we know what he wanted and we know he is not ready to be in the middle of this fight yet. The future may have another child wielder, but we will not know for years if things will work out as we have them planned. He has much to do before that blade is in his hands.

We want him to start a family before doing so. We need him enchanting, which was part of his plan in this life. Unfortunately, the loss of two Moon Blades. The two most powerful Moon Blades, during this time, make it difficult to keep them off the field now that they are repaired. The other wielder is in a similar situation. Having a similar argument."

Vessan looked at the Lady of Dreams and screamed, "MY LOVER?!"

The Lady of Dreams nodded, "Yes. Though she does not have as long of a life expectancy as you do. She was expected to live another 230 years, with the same concerns for this war. She is wanting to know what is your answer."

Vessan looked at her, "Then I have a choice?! What happens if I turn it down? If she does?"

The Lady sighed, "The loss of morale would cause the war to go on for 20 or more years with a loss of a quarter of a million more elven lives; not counting the lives of our allies. Cutting the current elven population by over 20-50%! It would be the bloodiest war since the First Dragon Age Wars.

You would both need to do this. One blade would not work well enough. We looked at all of the permutations. You and she would cause the least amount of damage to the elven population if you did this selfless act."

Vessan shook her head, "Then I want both blades returned to full power. All of the abilities that got lost. Not just one!"

The Lady of Dreams shook her head, "You do not realize the power each blade requires to hold each ability. It is only a fraction for one but you; neither of you even together, have the required energy needed to do one blade to full power. Not those blades as powerful as they were."

Vessan looked at her, "How many abilities would we lock in using every ounce of energy?"

The Lady of Dreams sighed, "Six or seven depending on which abilities were added. But then there would be nothing to pass on. That would make you fully spirit bound to the sword and a voting member. Something we removed from the blades and we would not put that back."

Vessan groaned out, "How many would you allow for the 750 years of our lives we are giving up to make this sacrifice? This is not for us but for our families and those that follow."

The lady looked at her, "Counting your own addition into this, we could look at five on each blade. That would leave enough to pass on. None of this would occur until you had passed. It would only be for the 2 of you in this matter.

No future wielders and no other blades unless a catastrophe of this or a similar nature were riding on the outcome. You would have to survive 6 years and one of the abilities you would have to experience or be able to do it in order to add the ability.

No discussing it, putting this in the journal, and the future blade wielder will never know if you fail to reach at least 6 years. The blade will not know about this from searching your mind until after you have passed and succeeded.

You also must work diligently to get the next wielder ready; married with children on the way if not already born. These are conditions both of you will end up working."

Vessan sighed, "You cannot guide him to love but there is nothing that would keep you from telling us where my brother's wife or wives are likely to find it correct?"

She nodded, "True. In the case of Mercian, I used his stallion to guide him. Brenna wanted me to tell you, 'you are one talented negotiator. She will agree if you do because of what is at stake. She stated you could have talked me out of my clothes,' but I already chastised her about that.

She still wanted you to know because you cannot talk about this while you are alive or what each of you is leaving your swords. Though there are a few overlaps but surprisingly not many."

Vessan smiled, "There is only one I enjoy talking out of her clothes and I have done that and more already. I plan to again when we wake up."

The Lady of Dreams laughed, "I passed it to her and she agreed on all of what you have said. Which abilities did you want to do?"

Vessan looked at a list, "This one Eldar did, Mind Control Immunity, for Brannar and works for everyone.

This one, Dragon Vision, Jazzia did for everyone. That one, disease immunity, Charlus did so nobody else ever had to do it again, he went through hell for that one. The divine non-detection; Serius had a hell of a life on the run. Good for anyone. I also want danger sense but do not know how to get that."

The lady nodded, "Ask Moon Ray at the activation ceremony to send a danger warning telepathic to you. The Moon Ray Blade learned it from your family blade.

The wielder at the time wanted it for the future as well. All excellent choices and the last will be what you pass to the sword if you fail in your tasking. I have hope that you will succeed."

Vessan nodded reluctantly, "I agree then."

She smiled, "Moon Bow is doing the same one as her ability. I only mention it because you both chose that one and will get it the same manner. Time for you to wake up and claim the blade."

That evening two Moon Blades were reclaimed after being repaired Varus'Nor was active again though much weaker from the experience. Vessan updated her will and stored the armor away for her brother and next champion to avoid a fight. She asked Mercian's wives to remain to oversee the Blade wielder's home as she was out fighting.

Auga 30th 9677

Lerian Silvertree officially became an adult. His sister came home knowing that her Lover Brenna had already succeeded in this step. The introduction, but the task was many years out from completion for him because of his age. Vessan wanted to take the Dragon by the tail and get him headed down the right trail. She arrived home and went to the Blade Wielders wing. She went and knocked on his door.

Lerian opened the door, "I thought you were fighting?"

She smiled, "Not today unless you pick a fight, little brother."

He smiled, "Not today. I am an adult today and I get to set my own course. I am trying to decide which group to join."

She looked at him, "I have a favor to ask of you. Consider it a thank you for taking up this sword so it is not waiting for you today."

He sighed, "Alright, I know you could have turned it down. In a way, I am relieved it will pass me by."

She laughed, "Don't get ahead of yourself. You're not out of the woods until you are no longer one of the four youngest adults."

He sighed, "Then you better live a nice long life. What is the favor?"

She smiled, "I plan on a full life. Take up enchanting and stay out of this conflict. Unless I die on you. Then feel free to get revenge."

He looked at her, "I know I did not become a full up battle mage instead I picked up some enchanting skills. I took options in my magus abilities to allow the dual-wielding and blade somatic casting instead of the heavier armors that almost all Magus Masters pursue.

I did it because of the stories of Charlus, Mercian, and other family members, like Eldar's mother Elara and Charlemagne. I wanted to be more diverse. I am different, but why stay out of this fight?"

She looked at him, "You like girls. Gods know you have stared at mine enough. You have every curve of hers as memorized as I do and I have seen her without her clothes on. I will never have children.

We owe it to our parents that one of us continues this branch. I know she died with your twin sister giving birth to you and it is hard for you to think about that. Also, you know father died in the same battle as the champion.

We have lost over 4,000 Silvertree members in this latest war so far! I am doing what I can to stop the deaths, yet you need to do your part and start creating life. Do what I cannot do."

Lerian laughed, "Piss standing up?"

She smiled, "When you stop hitting your own feet you can say that smart ass. Let us get out of here for a while."

He nodded, "I will get a horse from the stable outside. They restrict elven warhorses to royalty and those fighting in the war. Usually the same thing, in your case, but I have a red roan I have been riding lately."

She smiled, "You name him?"

He shook his head, "Not a house horse. Too many riders take them out They are just not the same. The nicest horse we have but not an Elven War Horse."

He reached over and grabbed his tack. She was ready to take him to the far northern city of Gennaus; on the border of what they called snow-elf lands. They were nearing extinction and had an exception from this fight; to try and save their population. Provided they were fertile which had been a problem with the male population.

Almost a 6 to 1 ratio of fertile females to males. This was where the Lady of Dreams sent her and where she had been spending her downtime with her lover. Her Lover's brother's future mate worked there as well but she was not the one they were going to see today.

They had struck up a friendly conversation with each of the women every time they had returned for at least a couple of meals every month for the last 3 years. Visiting on days when one or the other was not working.

His Story

Lerian walked out of his room with his tack in hand. He was mugged by Kazzara; his great-grandmother and a talented enchanter, even draconic mythic enchanting which she wanted to teach him about. Melody was his biological 5 times removed grandmother and those 2 were still married to each other.

She kissed his cheek, "Happy birthday, and congratulations on becoming an adult today." Melody went and kissed his other cheek.

Melody did the honors and hung an amulet around Lerian's neck, "A present."

He looked at the common holy symbol that has been a coming of age gift for almost 400 years. She smiled as he stuck it inside his shirt.

Kazzara smiled, "The best one I have created to date."

She said that every time. She felt like she constantly improved every time. It had only been a few years since their husband, his great 5 times removed grandfather Mercian and the last champion died in battle.

Only the second Draconic necklace she had created since she became the Head Master Enchanter of the House.

---

Each necklace was requested to be built by Corellon himself and sent to her via Dreams by the Lady of Dreams. She was aware of this direct influence only because of a third hidden spellbook on draconic magic she had access too.

Spells she could not use without divine direction. She was one of 4 in the House who could work at this level. She had become one of the 4 heads or Master Enchanters for the House over the last 80 years of her life as she finally mastered Draconic Mythic magic.

The other 3 were nearing their end-of-life. As they broke the 700-year mark they had stopped enchanting, most of their work was consignment work for the Dragons. Work that Kazzara would be picking up she assumed at some point.

Each of the Elder Master Enchanters had wealth and each watched over a different branch or branches of the family. Only Kazzara worked on the Branch the sword had followed.

---

The other necklace has been completed a few months after Lerian's sister Vesan had claimed the blade. Kazzara was extremely top-heavy and everyone knew it but did not bring it up. She had a rough childhood.

The champion apparently liked them bigger as both his wives were far bigger than the average female elven population. Even Vessan picked up some of that trait. Lerian preferred the normal elven build; more lithe than buxom.

He walked out to a warm welcome. He had been given several presents from the family in honor of becoming an adult. A new cloak, rings, and even a new sword called 'Ice Reaver.' The piece of gear he would like to have had was the Champion's armor. His sister had it tucked away for the next champion now that it was repaired.

It took 30 minutes before his sister got him out of the house and saddled his horse for him. He got outside and Brenna was with her naturally. She kissed his cheek. He immediately became uncomfortable because his sister's words were true. She had a more typical elven build. A beautiful woman with silver hair and violet eyes.

She smiled and giggled as he tried unsuccessfully to adjust himself without being noticed. Lerian turned red as they rode to the north gate. They went out of the city and Brenna cast a teleportation circle. It was a good 10 degrees cooler here. Lerian looked out at the frozen mountains and glaciers in the distance.

Lerian smiled, "Snow-elf lands. I always wanted to visit this part of the Kingdom. Especially after reading about Eldar having a snow-elf wife."

Vessan corrected Lerian, "A pair of sisters."

He nodded, "Yes, I am thinking two wives when the time finds itself but not sisters."

Vessan smiled, "Snow-elf on your list?"

He chuckled, "Never met one, they are really rare. I heard they have too many females looking for mates so that is an option as they are looking for fertile and virile men."

They rode down into a small border town and stopped at one of the local inns. He smiled at the sign, 'Broken Glacier Inn & Pub' With a slogan below it. 'Hot enough to melt ice. Cool enough to keep the drinks cold.'

He shook his head. They walked inside and grabbed a table and there was a bard singing in the corner a song he had heard before. His Grandmother Melody wrote it about the Pegasus Riders.

The songs and tales of the Pegasus riders made her a living legend in the Elven Kingdom. The singer was talented but it was hard to see her from their table. Lerian looked at Vessan, "We could have sat closer to the bard to listen."

Vessan smiled, "We come up here a lot and this is our favorite table. We can hear just fine. You just want to ogle her."

Lerian smiled, "Hard to say as I have not seen her yet."

Vessan smiled, "You will. Many bards work here. They sing a few songs and then serve tables and collect tales."

Lerian looked at Vessan, "You are the one with the tales."

Vessan smiled and pointed with her head as the bard finished and got up.

She seemed to glide instead of walk and she headed straight toward them. He was happy she could not see the effect she had on him. Typical elven build with exotic looks; silver hair that curled around her face, pale skin with a tint of blue, and steel-grey eyes that pierced him like the northern wind. She smiled as she got to the table. She looked over, "The usual Brenna?"

She nodded and looked at Vessan, "What about you Vessan, the same?"

She smiled and nodded. Lerian looked at the two of them, "You two come up here a lot?"

The waitress bard laughed, "At least once a month for the last few years. They tell me how things are going with the war and this gives them a place far from it. Now, who might you be?"

Vessan looked at her and answered, "My younger brother Lerian, came of age today. Did not want to bring him here until he could act on his impulses."

The bard smiled, "You enjoy the song?"

Lerian nodded, "I have heard it many times but you have a voice this is as sharp as a razor. I tend to find it more entertaining to see the performer. With the way Pegasus's flew and glided through the air; if you could have glided around the room like you do walking while singing it...I think it would have added to the performance. I tried to get them to move closer but they said this was their favorite table."

She smiled, "I am Cresena Ice Walker. I like the idea. I will have to ask the owner if I could do that. Especially when it is not as crowded, like now. I find it a fantastic song of fiction."

Lerian smiled, "Not fiction. It is based on real events from the history of the Pegasus Riders."

She looked at Lerian, "You have seen their history?"

He smiled, "I am surprised my sister did not tell you. We hold the library for the Pegasus riders. Jazzia Silvertree built the arc that kept their history from being destroyed and Jarronus Silvertree retrieved it over a thousand years later.

Based on a hidden note in her journal that should have been destroyed but was kept. That led to hidden compartments in different secure shelters she had built and had made permanent. Maps, navigation charts, direction, and the location of their last relic Trasnar's Prism."

She smiled, "Your sister never told me she was of House Silvertree! What else has she been hiding?"
Lerian smiled, "I will take your special with a mead. If you wish to pull up a chair, we can discuss what both of these 2 have been holding out on you."

She nodded, "I will be right back with that."

---

Cresena smiled inside, and thought, "Vessan said she would bring by a great potential marriage candidate to see her soon. She had not said it was her brother. He is very cute and charming.

If he was as good in bed as his sister hinted then she might have found a match. Vessan never gave a family name, but talked about family male prowess, that he could be the one she needed.

Some advice had come to her from Vessan's Grandmothers to 'be careful what you wish for' from the family's male population. They could deliver and then some. She needed a true stud to help her people's dwindling population.

She also wanted one open to having another woman or more in the mix because she found the idea of Vessan's and Brenna's relationship compelling. As they were both beautiful women and she was attracted to beautiful women."

She had heard stories of Silvertree champions and multiple wives. She hoped that was part of his goals. Her mind started swimming with the possibilities. She really wanted to masturbate right now with the images in her mind, but she had work to do.

---

Cresena had returned with food for them and brought something for herself. She sat and ate with them.

Cresena looked at him, "They talk about the war but not about each other."

Lerian smiled, "Brenna Moon Bow, Moon Blade Wielder. My sister House Silvertree's Moon Blade wielder and Duchess. They are lovers. It was odd for both of them to be selected. The swords have a history of looking for fertility and that you are willing to procreate. Our house has a high fertility rate but, in her case, it was different.

We all wonder if it was because both weapons got sundered and had to be repaired. They went through the ritual to reactivate the blades together but were a couple before that. They were the 2 most powerful Moon Blades and they lost a lot of power from being sundered."

Vessan broke in, "We come here to kind of get away from that and just relax. We don't feel defined by the blades. They are an obligation and a promise to help the elven people."

Cresena looked at them sternly, "Still you 2 have been holding out on me for years. I am going to pump all the good information from your brother."

Lerian smiled at her, "Pump away, what do you want to know?"

He silently added, "Or want to do?"

She smiled, "You know about all the blade wielders?"

He nodded, "To a degree. Each one creates a journal and the heir moves the historically relevant pieces into the Blade Wielder's Journal. House Silvertree anyway."

Brenna looked over, "All blade holders picked up that legacy. Eldar started back when he left the Academy and before he had the blade. His son left instructions for the next heir to do this. The others picked up on what he was doing and why. His section on sex was very educational."

Cresena looked at them, "It has a section on sex?"

Lerian nodded, "While the journal is the responsibility of the wielder others in the house get to read it. Did the two of you get married?"

Vessan turned red and nodded, "Yes, but now that secret appears to be out."

Lerian smiled, "Good for you. The journal is shared with wives and children and some sections are highly encrypted. Some say the facts in those sections should never be repeated for the sanctity of keeping the Kingdom together. Secrets of the Elven Kingdom items. When Brenna alluded to reading it, that gave me the clue the two got married."

Brenna smiled, "I gave too much away. He is smart. He is a Magus Battlemage/Enchanter Gestalt. Gifted at creating magical items and killer with a blade or spell." Lerian nodded, "I have skills, but not all types of enchanting. I do not do armor, weapons, or staves.

My sister has asked me to hold off on entering the war. She asked that this morning. She wants me to get married and have a family started in order to continue the family branch we are on.

Only the 2 of us and I am the only fertile 1 of the 2. I am also attracted only to women. My turn to ask questions Cresena. Why are you here? At this tavern and not further north?"

She smiled, "Not enough males up north who are fertile. Our race needs fresh blood. With so many of us in need of mates, I was an obvious choice to volunteer to come out of the north and find a fertile mate. There are a few of us who work here if they are bards. A few others work in other businesses in this town and some further south, all looking to find the right males to help our people."

Lerian smiled, "Your thoughts on the plural marriages?"

She sighed, "I can see its appeal for the ladies. Especially as men do not have a lot of staying power."

Lerian chuckled, "Not true in the Silvertree line. The Gods had to intercede with the last champion to re-channel his sexual tension into something other than rage and destruction. Charlus had one wife. The Lady of Dreams wanted him to have more.

He was at odds with her for over a decade and he built a special training room. He would go through and destroy over a thousand training dummies. TWICE! To beat his aggression into check. He did not pass on. He works for the Gods as a Revered Champion.

He was an avid reader and memorized everything that occurred around him. Books, conversations, and so much more. Eldar had 6 wives at a time. The last one, Mercian, had two but could go non-stop if his ladies could take it.

More journal stuff beyond that. Our great-grandmothers are very open about his capability in the bedroom. One of those is Melody Silvertree, our biological grandmother 5 times removed."

Cresena groaned, "I would love to meet her."

Lerian smiled, "That I could arrange. You work here every day?"

She shook her head, "No I am scheduled off tomorrow and the next day."

Lerian smiled, "You could travel back with us to House Silvertree. Meet her. See our library. Also, tell me more about you."

She smiled, "I would enjoy that. I have a few hours before my shift is done."

He nodded, "I will wait to take you. I know this location now."

She smiled, "I will be gliding around as you put it. More work to do."

He nodded, "Another mead please."

She smiled, "Of course. Ladies, anything more here?" They shook their heads and Vessan paid for everything and left extra, "In case your appetite goes into overdrive."

Lerian looked at her, "You have been scouting mates for me; where is or are the others?"

She smiled, "Land this one first. I will take you both to the next one. Then there is one more if you feel like you want a third playmate. This one was at the top of my list for you and your fascination with the people."

Lerian smiled, "Thanks for the gift."

Vessan smiled and silently praying he did not fuck it up. Lerian made the same prayer. He watched her the entire time as she moved to different tables. She talked the owner into letting her walkabout while doing that song and he agreed to give it a try. She sang it again and seemed to be freer as she moved around the room like a Pegasus flying across the sky.

Lerian wanted her badly. Customers had come in and taken up more tables as she had sung. All eyes followed her and they all drank. They wanted her, men and women. She finished to a round of applause and it had appeared that she came out of a trance and returned to being an elf again. She looked at Lerian and smiled. She walked over and kissed his cheek, "Thank you. I felt so free like I was dancing across the skies."

She went over and talked to the owner who smiled and nodded at her. A couple of male patrons at the next table looked at Lerian. One asked, "Why was she thanking you?"

Lerian smiled, "I came of age today and my sister brought me here from the Capital. I listened to her performance. I told her she had a lovely voice and a graceful walk. If she could move about the room while singing the song it would add to her performance. She just tried it and loved it. She felt free to be the Pegasus."

He hmphed at Lerian, "You are just hoping to get her in your bed."

He sighed, "Someday, if I am lucky, but it would not be for just a night in that case."

His friend chuckled, "Comes of age and falls for the first cunt that he sees."

His buddy laughed. Lerian looked over, "You don't bring your wives here to enjoy the atmosphere and see the beautiful lady you have been drooling after?"

They glared at him and went back to their drinks. Lerian commented, "My sister knows me fairly well. She has been keeping an eye open for women who would be a good match for me. She admitted as much. I loved her voice, her grace, her smile, and her enthusiasm. I am hoping to add to that list."

Lerian turned to see her as she stood there and smiled, "As do I." She then kissed him and his heart felt like it was going to explode. She pulled back and smiled. Lerian looked at her, "Add your eyes, kiss, and what you do to my heart."

She chuckled, "I am ready to go."

Lerian nodded and they walked out together to his horse. He helped her up behind him. He went out and chose a spot away from the inn.

He cast a teleportation circle before the 2 patrons could get to them. Lerian smiled, "Day one."

She looked at him quizzically. He smiled, "You throw that spell on the same spot for a year and it becomes permanent. Then we would have a permanent shortcut back to the tavern you enjoy performing at."

She smiled, "The location is not as important as an appreciative audience."

Lerian smiled, "I have yet to find anything I do not appreciate about you."

She hugged him tighter as they rode into the House Silvertree Estate. He put the horse in the pasture and brushed him down. She looked around, "This place is large but there are so few buildings."

He grabbed his gear and nodded to the guard who had them open the door. They stepped inside as the guard took the horse away. She looked around, "No doors."

The guard nodded, "Secure."

Lerian stuck out his hand and opened the portal and she just stared. He walked her inside. "Wall down." They walked through, "Wall up." She looked at it, "Force Walls?"

He shook his head, "No, sheets of clear diamond an inch thick. 3 of them on that 1. I do not have access to the other security controls yet. I just came of age. Those controls turn on the spike and blade trap in the entranceway.

He pointed, "Another one of them is there. It is the library and armory. Access is restricted. That is where the books on the Pegasus Riders are located."

She nodded. He opened the one next to it. "Blade Wielders home. Where I live, my sister when she is here. The room at the end is our destination."

They walked down and knocked on the door as they heard Melody wail out a climax. Lerian yelled inside, "I have a guest I would like you two to meet. She is a huge admirer of your work Melody. She is a bard herself."

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Melody and Kazzara hurried into the shower to get cleaned up. Melody smiled, "Sounds like he brought the bard home that Vessan mentioned to us. Cresena was the name. We will see if she is a good match for him. She will cause a stir around here, being a snow elf."

Kazzara smiled, "We sent back a warning to her about male Silvertree prowess. I hope she takes it seriously and not get caught off guard as we did. Gods know we loved him and miss him but the night we did 14 hours of sex had us off our feet for 2 days, even with the house cleric."

Melody smiled, "He is not a champion so that should not be as big an issue. He is also not a dragon-blooded sorcerer either. So, his skin should not be as desensitized to the acts."

They finished up and kissed each other as they got dressed in a hurry.

---

Lerian walked her over and showed Cresena the stables, "For the Elven Warhorses, not the house horses."

She nodded. He walked back out to 2 wet and flustered ladies. Kazzara looked at Cresena, "A snow-elf. You are the first of your kind I have ever seen."

Cresena nodded. Lerian walked them over to the table. He pointed, "Your idol Melody Silvertree. Her wife Kazzara and a very gifted enchanter. I wanted you 2 to watch her performance of Flight of the Pegasus. She was doing it like you do sitting in a chair on a small stage or occasionally standing. I asked her about trying something different."

Melody smiled, "Please, I would love to hear and see your rendition."

She walked out into the room and started and he leaned over and whispered to Melody, "When she did this, I thought you wrote that song just for her to perform."

They sat there and watched her glide around the room as though she were flying. 10 minutes later and she finished.

Melody had a big smile on her face, "Beautifully done and you are so graceful in your walk. I agree it looked like you were flying around the room. Perfect performance of that song. He is right. He told me it was like I wrote the song just for you to perform. I can see where and why he said that; because it is true."

Melody beamed with pride at Cresena, Lerian, and herself. She had written it and performed it thousands of times, but never like what Cresena just did. She was extremely talented and beautiful. She hoped Vessan had found her brother a true match with this one.

She knew she was hunting mates for her brother when not engaged in the war. She knew of Vessan's request to keep him out of combat. Vessan wanted Lerian to work for the family and enchant. Kazzara wanted to expand Lerian's training even further into the draconic mythic magic she could do. Most of it anyway.

Cresena beamed with an inner light at that compliment. Lerian smiled, "Sit and we will eat."

She sat down and Lerian looked at the table, "Silvertree Deer Roast for four thinly sliced, standard sides, wine, mead, water, and fruit."

She watched the food appear in front of them. She shook her head, "I have heard of the base spell for this and seen it once before but this is grand."

Lerian smiled at the ladies, "Can we walk through your room so I can show her wondrous?"

The ladies nodded. Melody smiled and got up, "I am putting a few things away first."

Lerian looked at Cresena, "No staff. Self-cleaning. You have seen the food. Security wall up."

Lerian looked at Kazzara, "Show her the security."

She looked over, "Seal Portal. Activate entryway security." She sat there and watched the spikes and blades go. She moved closer. She looked at Lerian, "Who designed this?"

Lerian looked at her, "Charlus. The base design goes back to the time of Dame Charlemagne and Jazzia who added the first security in a shelter.

Jarronus and Charlus added this to the defense systems but they are more complex. Many layers. Charlus put 6 clear diamond walls into this one instead of 3."

Cresena nodded, "I would have liked to have met him."

Lerian nodded, "Our Revered Champion."

Lerian walked her back as Melody signaled to him it was clear. They shut off the security and opened the portal. The look on her face was priceless as she stared at the falls. He smiled, "The last one of these Charlus designed. He realized the Blade wielder and patron would be separated.

He built the Blade Wielder separate quarters for their family. Technically my sister but she is rarely here and she asked Melody and Kazzara to stay here. They are still married. He stipulated he wanted it as a marriage of equals. That is what I want to do. My sister told me she had been looking out for future wives for me.

You are the first one she wanted me to meet. She was right. You are completely irresistible. I loved you the moment I saw you."

She smiled. "I feel a very strong connection with you but I am not sure if it is love or not."

Lerian took her into his arms and kissed her for a good 20 minutes. Lerian slid a hand over her breast after 10 and she ran a hand over his crotch. Lerian backed off and Cresena sighed, "I want to know this would work. You will get a second wife, correct?"

Lerian smiled, "Maybe even a third if you want one. Marry me?"

She was hesitant and Lerian looked at her and walked back to the bedroom.

He locked down the room and smiled, "Nobody can hear or get in this area at the moment."

She smiled, "Now what?"

He took off his armor and his shirt and she looked at his chest. "Is that normal?"

He looked at her after looking at his attached holy symbol, "It has done this in the past, from family history. It is not normal. I will have to ask about it, with my sister and Kazzara."

Lerian walked to the edge of the water, finished stripping, and dove to the bottom. Lerian came up and looked at her, "About 50 feet deep in this part." She nodded. He got up on the ledge and took the spiral to the top 60 feet up.

He stood on a small patch of land there and he looked down. She stared at him as he did a twisting triple with a jack-knife maneuver and hit the water palms first. He swam back to the top as she dove into the water naked. She came over to him. "I want to see something if you are willing?"

Lerian smiled and she took them to the shallow end. She grabbed him by his cock and circled around behind him. Her tits pressed into his back. She jacked it faster and harder. She held Lerian to her as he fired off streams of seed 15 feet away.

She kept going. "I want to know what I am getting if I do this."

They stood there as she jacked him off 10 times in a row before it went soft for all of five minutes before rising again. She whispered in disbelief. "You could handle three women easily."

He turned and kissed her for a good 10 minutes. He pulled back, "Hold that thought."

He walked her over to the edge and sat her down on it. "My turn." He spread her legs wide and kissed up her inner thigh. Ten minutes over and around her hairless crotch and up the next leg. He went back down. Lerian teased her cunt for another ten minutes and then locked his lips over her pubic bone. He sent his tongue into her swollen target.

She screamed out a climax and he kept that going for 5 minutes counting them to himself. He rolled her legs back and attacked her ass. She wailed out another one that was a poor rival to the first but still impressive. He went back to her clit. He ran his tongue from the bottom up to the top. He whispered to her, "Don't hold back on me."

He went back to an aggressive attack on her cunt. Finally, she wailed out loud enough to break glass if it were present. She ejaculated 5 or 6 waves. He swallowed what he could but he kept a mouth full.

He pulled her into the water with him and kissed her long and hard and fed her the ejaculation. She worked to suck his eyes back into his skull and out his throat; it felt that strong. Lerian broke the kiss.

He looked at her, "Now you know about 20% of what I can do for you and to you."

She dropped down and sucked his cock like a fucking pro. She seemed to know exactly what she was doing, not that he had a point of comparison.

She slid her middle finger into his nether-hole and sucked hard, He warned her, "I am going to blow."

She grabbed a breath of air and jammed his cock into her throat as Lerian shot stream after stream down her throat. She backed off as he went soft. Then it started rising again before it left her mouth and she repeated it again. Until he filled her stomach again. He went soft again. She stood and kissed him with the taste of him in her mouth. Lerian did not care as his cock ran up between her legs and she backed off, "Alright four is possible. Maybe more."

Lerian smiled, "Right now all I want is you. Will you marry me?"

She looked at Lerian, "Working at that inn I have had men ask me that question and I tested them as I did you. They did not meet my expectations. That is why I am talented that way."
Lerian smiled, "I know you are a virgin which is why I did not slide even a finger into you. I do not care how you got that good. You had your reason for the sake of your people. You wanted a male who would not disappoint but still let you explore what my sister and her wife have. You want it all. I want to give you all of it. Just make mine the only cock going forward."

She looked at Lerian, "After we marry, we go and see these other candidates your sister has lined up. She told me the last time she was there; she was going to bring me an elf that could take me to new heights of pleasure. Gods you did that already.

Yes, I will marry you, but I will not have sex with you until we are married. I want that thing fully charged to see what it would be like to take you all by myself. My cock search is over."

He kissed her long and hard before they walked out of the falls and got dressed. She looked at Lerian, "What do we tell your grandmothers?"

Lerian smiled, "Thank you."

She chuckled, "Seriously?"

Lerian kissed her again as he unsealed the room.

Kazzara came walking in. She started to talk, "We did not say..." She watched Lerian kissing her. She asked, "Did you get her pregnant?"

Lerian looked at her, "We have not gone there yet, but we did play around in the water and on the bank of the pool. All oral, or in her case on me, a lot of manual stimulation. She wanted to know if I was the right guy to help save the Snow-elf people. She said yes, she will marry me. We will wait until the wedding but I have a question for you."

She looked at him as he spoke. "My amulet adhered to my chest."

Her eyes went wide. She pulled up his armor and shirt to look at it. "It is sinking into your chest. I wonder if the other two I am working on will do it as well. Remember the story of Charlus. I was asked by the Gods to make 4 very special amulets."

He nodded, "They may separate the champion from the sword. I have heard nothing. It could be years before they contact me. She walked out and went to another room. One of his cousins' room. She stayed there as well and was from Kazzara's line. Kazzara came back. "Hers did the same thing. She was afraid to say anything. Now she knows it means she is a candidate and not necessarily the selected champion."

He looked at Kazzara, "My sister here?"

She nodded, "In her room with her wife. She told us when she got back because you put it together. We welcomed her even though they are both keeping their names for the swords they carry."

Lerian nodded and walked past her and banged on the door. She finally answered, "What!"

She stood there naked as was Brenna, but in bed. Lerian looked at her, "My amulet sunk into my chest. What do you know about the next champion?"

She lost most of the color in her face. She let out an even breath, "I know a champion is coming. Has this occurred to any others?"

He nodded, "Onnia's amulet did as well."

Vessan nodded, "The Gods are putting those that this occurred too on notice that they are being considered for being the next champion. I plan to live a full life. You look a little flustered."

Lerian smiled, "She said yes. After we had an oral discussion about waiting until we wed."

She smiled, "Yes, I can pick them!"

She hugged Lerian and he chuckled, "You realize you are doing this to me naked?"

She backed up and kissed him on the lips. She smiled, "Keep watch on her, she tastes good enough to eat."

Cresena tint went to a darker blue. Lerian smiled, "Is that your color when you are blushing?"

She nodded, "Yes."

Lerian smiled, "I will fight for you if I need to."

She smiled and shook her head, "I have the one Silvertree I want. The one I have agreed to marry."

Lerian looked at Vessan, "How can you tell how good she tastes with Brenna all over your lips. By the way, you taste fine but I will keep the one I got."

Vessan smiled, "It was hers and mine. I could tell by what was added."

Lerian shook his head, and backed away from her, "You win, you are the more perverse; for now."

She laughed, "When are you wanting to see the other two?"

Lerian smiled, "Sometime after the wedding when she has kids on the way. If it were my call, I would have married her on the spot. I would like to do it tomorrow here at the falls. We have a few clerics in the house. I was thinking Dianna with the Lady of Dreams. We just need rings and to get her a dress."

Vessan rolled her eyes, "There are thousands of wedding dresses in the storage area."

Cresena shook her head, "My village to the north; it is two days on foot. To do this right for my people there is a ritual involved."

Lerian looked at her, "I cannot teleport us closer?"

She nodded, "You remember the mountains. If you got us to the base near the large 'V' shaped valley it would only be a few hours to get there. The elders provide rings after they bless the wedding. They will ask tough questions. About sending male children north when they are 15."

Lerian nodded, "I will ask tough questions if they are equipped to deal with gestalt children. Almost all of them having arcane talents and most two forms of arcane talent."

She nodded, "Respectful but make your heart known as they will be able to tell. We would be getting married by a cleric of Aerdrie Faenya."

Lerian nodded, "Anything else I need to know?"

She nodded, "We will not be alone initially when you take my virginity. There will be a handful of female elders who will witness you attempting to impregnate me through the first ejaculation. No oral or anal while they are in the room. They will check my virginity first.

No blankets. They have to stay until you withdraw and they see the seed pouring from me. It is their custom."

Lerian nodded, "They have to stay until I withdraw, got it."

She smiled devilishly, "You are not going to withdraw, are you?"

Lerian smiled, "Maybe after the third or fourth time. Show them just how full of seed you are after that."

She smiled, "Others will go looking for Silvertree males to join them in bed if you do that. They may ask you to take on a second snow-elf wife."

Lerian smiled, "Only if that is what you want."

She shook her head, "No, you will need Moon-elf heirs as well to keep your family branch going and a third is not a done deal yet."

Lerian nodded and walked her to the shelter that was designed for storage of things precious; like a couple thousand wedding dresses. She looked at every single one.

Finally, she went back to one in the middle and pulled it, "This one."

Lerian looked at the tag and about fell over. She looked at Lerian, "Something wrong?"

Lerian shook his head. "I am very likely to become the next champion."

She looked at Lerian, "From a wedding dress?"

Lerian sighed, "You know of Charlus?"

She nodded, "Yes. Many songs and stories about him including the tale of the Stealth Butcher, freer of slaves."

Lerian smiled, "Do you know who he was named after?"

She shook her head, "No."

Lerian looked at the tag, "Worn only once. For the Wedding of Charlemagne Silver. Also known as Charlie. The first wife of Eldar Silvertree. The first champion of the modern age, since the end of the dragon wars. The first one! She was a duelist with rapiers, while Charlus was a duelist with elven long swords."

She looked at the dress, "Should I choose another?"

Lerian shook his head, "Like you, it is beautiful and will look good on you. I wanted you to know of that distinct possibility. My elder cousin is not a likely candidate as she does not like to be involved in combat of any form.

She is a mage focused completely upon creating magic items and an alchemist. Then there are two who are not adults for another 3 years. The one who will have a family started and can wield a sword well would be me. IF they move the sword to the champion then only 1 of the other 2 coming up will be very skilled with a sword as he is a Blade Singer and telepath. The Gods like champions to have families and war is still raging.

The blade eventually goes down that line; however, my sister has no heirs and is incapable. She can also pull a switch in her will and call me out by name; if something happens to her. I could see her doing that and she would not confirm it if she did. I told my Grandmother about my amulet and out of thousands of dresses you are led to that one.

She was a great lady, duelist like Charlus but without magical abilities. Champions also have a knack for calling out highly improbable situations and then seeing them come true. Kings and Queens have learned; each starting over at times.

When a champion makes an observation, act upon it! Don't to your own peril. Right now, there is one on the field, the champion to Vandria Gilmadrith. Grand Master Silversong, a Blade Singer. The longer he is on the field the more death comes as the war continues to rage."

She looked at Lerian, "They know everything?"

Lerian shook his head, "Charlus was the closest to that! No, they tend to focus on aspects of the challenges before them. Conspiracies, improbable attack methods, getting royals to search for those trying to overthrow them. It has happened many times from all of the allies and our champion has been there to deal with the tough problem and a few to sacrifice themselves to take out a greater evil."

Lerian waved her on and she picked out shoes and gloves that went well with the dress. She picked up a couple of other outfits that worked well for some of her performances. They walked out and he looked at the patron, "Need access to the library and armory."

He looked at Lerian, "Oh? What are you needing?"

Lerian pointed to Cresena, "Bride and bard."

He nodded, "When will we see this wedding?"

Lerian smiled, "You won't. Not this one. It is a two-day walk from the border town into the snow-elf territory."

He nodded, "Good luck with that."

Lerian smiled, "Will try and teleport us in closer."

He took them and led them in. Lerian pointed out the massive bookcase, "All of the history of the Pegasus riders."

She gawked at the library, "This library is a trove of information."

Lerian nodded, "Melody and Kazzara are your best contacts for getting into the library but books remain in the library. That shelf up there with the 122 books is everything we have on the snow-elves."

She shook her head, "Most of our history is passed through bards to different tribes."

Lerian smiled as they moved thru and got her rings and everything. He even found a pair of boots of warmth. Lerian showed her the tag, "These should keep me warm. I may wear these the entire time we are up there. Even in bed."

She looked at the clunky boots and chuckled but nodded, "No shrinkage. I am alright with that, though you do pack more below the belt than other elven males I have seen."

His patron chuckled at her comment. He got her a medium bag of holding and a smaller one. He looked at her, "Your backpack, your storage for coins, and the like." She nodded. They walked out and then out of the house and packed the bags. "Cannot open them in there. Stored in the ether and no plane access."

She nodded her understanding. She looked at Lerian, "Most of this is for after the wedding except the wedding dress."

Lerian nodded, "The cloak and house pin are done at the wedding as well. At least here."

She nodded, "They will try and talk me into keeping my tribal name."

Lerian nodded, "I would let them know that I would not work to incur the wrath of the Gods. House Silvertree in the house where champions for Corellon Larethian and some of our most noted heroes originated. I would never work to restrict Corellon Larethian choice. They may put the blade into the hands of mixed elf or snow elf because they are a viable option to the Gods."

He took her to his room, "Just sleep and cuddling."

She smiled and nodded. They went to sleep and he awoke early and got undressed and went into the shower. She joined him a few minutes later and they spent time kissing and washing each other. He stepped out before it got too heated, "You made a request to have me at full strength tonight."

She nodded and sighed, "I did and I meant it. I won't be able to tell you when to stop. It is not permitted; especially on a wedding night. Ravage me. It is expected."

He smiled, "Stay in through six then."

She smiled, "I told you I want to see what it is like to take you all by myself."

He studied and got dressed.

They walked out to a crowd of a thousand or so family as word spread that he was marrying a snow-elf and they wanted to see one. The young were enamored.

Lerian smiled, "When we get back, we would like to have a get together here. She is a bard and loves Melody's work. She played one piece for her last night and she was shocked how her performance lined up to the tale she played. Like the song was made for her. We will see you upon our return."

They made it through the crowd and his sister was outside with her wife Brenna. She smiled, "We have to get out of the city and back to the fight. I figured you could use the free teleport."

He nodded. They got to the north gate, "We will see you in a few days probably. I wanted to thank you. The Lady of Dreams did well in finding this one for you. It will be interesting to see what the other two are like."

Vessan looked at Lerian, "The Gods contacted you?"

Lerian shook his head, "Thank you for confirming."

Brenna laughed at Vessan as they rode out first and took off. Lerian visualized the location from what he saw. He cast the spell and they were located at the entrance of the mountain valley. Cresena looked at Lerian, "Nice job!"

They walked for a few hours and he asked, "When are the hunters going to approach us?"

She smiled, "You hear them?"

Lerian shook his head, "No. Just the books on the snow elves. They talked about running into hunting parties before any settlement. They are a militia who also find food."

She smiled, "There is some truth to that. An apt description actually." They walked for another hour before they spotted the patrol ahead of them. They looked at Lerian as one spoke, "Why are you here outsider?"

Lerian looked at him, "To see your elders and marry Cresena Ice Walker this very night."

He looked at her and she nodded to him. They escorted them in. They went in through a cavern opening but it opened into a snow-covered valley with homes all about and elven trees hardy enough to handle the perpetual cold. Blue and white were prominent.

While his cloak was blue it was the wrong shade and it has the Silvertree symbol. They were taken to a great hall with her 13 elders. The Chieftain, and 6 men with 6 women. The Chieftain looked at Lerian, "Moon-elf?"

Lerian smiled, "Mostly, Chieftain."

He looked at Lerian, "Why do you say mostly?"

Lerian looked at him, "I am a distant descendant of Eldar Silvertree, the first champion of the modern age. Half-moon-elf, half wood-elf. Also, the Knight Paladin, another Champion, married an elf-blooded female. Human and moon-elf. Then there is Jazzia who married a half-moon-elf and half silver dragon and added more dragon blood into our family line.

There are other minor ones, with elf-blooded parentage in the wives that were married including another half-dragon of the bronze line. Thousands of years ago there were at least a couple of half-dragons; both half-gold dragon, half-silver, and half-bronze dragon parents in the Silvertree line from one or both parents.

My grandmother 5 times removed whose mother was half-human and she was married to Mercian, the most recent champion to Corellon Larethian who died on the field 3 years ago. I have a family rich in arcane blood. I know the Gods will look to appoint another champion sooner rather than later, Chieftain."

He looked at Lerian, "Why a snow-elf."

Lerian smiled, "Eldar was married to 6 women at a time. Because of his sexual prowess and aggression that would build up if not addressed. Two of his last wives were related to Sharlo Stormcloud, his twin sisters who were several centuries younger. Eldar was destined by the Gods to marry sisters.

He died a few days after the wedding but not before giving twins to all 6 new wives. The Silvertree library has 122 books on your people which I find fascinating. There are a lot of parallels with a small group of humans called the Pegasus riders.

My grandmother, 5 times removed, Melody Silvertree has been active in creating songs and poetry from the books of the Pegasus riders. My bride to be is a fan of her work. Her performance of one of Melody's songs had her agreeing with me. It was like the song was written for her to perform. Eldar founded the town called Quatarsia to the far south.

When he died, he had married, elf-blooded, moon-elf, human, wood-elf, gold-elf, and snow-elf brides. I am also aware of the population issues your people are facing. The number of females to the number of males. Even of more importance, because I love her."

He looked at Lerian, "She has made you aware of what is required after the wedding?"

Lerian smiled, "To ravage her in front of female witnesses until I withdraw, yes Chieftain"

He looked at Lerian, "She needs to retain her tribal name."

Lerian sighed, "That is a point where we disagree. I mentioned all of the champions in my family line. They are almost always associated with our House Moon Blade. I told you another champion will be on the field sooner rather than later. You did not ask me how I knew this.

For a previous champion, Serius who was the father of Charlus, all of the children of the champion were given amulets; the instruction for these creations passed to a talented house enchanter. I received mine when I became of age, yesterday. Now I know this raises a lot of questions and I will try and address them. My sister has been scouting brides for me for 3 years that I know about.

That is how long Cresena and my sister have known each other. I loved her voice without even seeing her, I loved every aspect of her appearance when I first saw her, I loved her curiosity in my house and the work of my Grandmother. Take this one fragment of the canvas. I took her into a storage area at Silvertree estates to find a wedding dress.

Over 2,000 dresses. She chose one that was worn once almost 2,000 years ago. It belonged to Charlemagne Silver, an elf-blooded woman who was the first wife of Eldar Silvertree, the first champion. Then there is the amulet I mentioned I got yesterday."

He pulled off the top of his armor and then his shirt. "Attached itself into my chest, just as the one did in Charlus's chest and his siblings. Two of them became champions on the field at the same time.

I have an older cousin this has happened to. Two additional amulets are in the works by the direction of the Gods when the youngest will be an adult in 3 years. Gods want their champion to be fertile, willing to procreate, and believe in the purpose of the blade, protection of the elven people.

All of them including elf-blooded. The new wielder is judged by the sword to see if they are worthy. Two of those blades, Silvertree and Moon Bow were sundered on the field. That destroyed the moonstone and stripped a lot of power from the two most powerful Moon Blades in existence.

They were repaired on the Eternal Forge and put in the hands of two women, who are married to each other and both are infertile. The Gods have something planned for those blades but I do not know what that is as of yet. If I did the Gods would most likely keep me from being able to discuss the matter. Now I said 1 of 4.

One is an enchanter alchemist that you will never find in combat and then the other two. The other two are not likely because they will not have started a family before being put into combat.

One is a psychic warrior sorcerer and the other is a Blade Singer Telepath training under the Master trainer. He has talked about training others when he is out of training. He may one day become the next Master trainer.
Master trainers have to stay out of combat and train. War still rages along that front and the champion of Vandria Gilmadrith Grand Master Blade Singer Silversong is still on the field which means war will continue for the foreseeable future.

I am a Magus Battle Mage, I do some battle and some enchanting. I am skilled with a sword. Enough so to fight with two of them. While I am 1 of 4 possible Champion, let alone blade wielders, that makes me the most likely candidate.

As such an imperative of the blade by the direction of the Gods is to procreate and create more potential wielders for the blades. It may one day fall into the hands of a moon-snow elf or a snow elf with the name of Silvertree.

Who am I to take those children? I am creating them to be options for the Gods. Who am I to deny the will of the Gods in that direction? To eliminate or reduce the field of candidates? Feel free to have anyone who wishes to examine the amulet if you like, Chieftain."

He looked over at two of the ladies and they came over to see how it was connected. One nodded. The other asked, "What is this symbol at the bottom of the three holy symbols."

Lerian nodded, "Charlus Silvertree is the only champion to live a full measure of life. He enchanted the defensive systems they helped to keep the Storm giant mountain flying over this location as well as 6 others from becoming a threat to the Kingdom. Defensive systems he did not tell any of the allies about them.

Only the enchanters who crafted it and those who manned it during this initial strike knew of its existence. He was a genius strategist and a psionic dragon who examined his mind found that he was a collector.

Retained everything he read, he heard, he smelled, and he felt. Down to the wind blowing across his skin. He did not pass on but works for the Gods as a Revered Champion. This is the symbol they gave him.

He wielded dual blades, a Moon Blade, and a vorpal sword and he never fumbled a weapon in his life. He was an enchanter, strategist, Field Marshal, General, diplomat, Duke, enforcer, on occasion an infiltration specialist who could crack any encrypted communication, and an assassin if the need arose, Chieftain."

The Chieftain sighed, "We would want you to send all male children here to train when they become 15 years of age."

Lerian smiled, "Every child I produce will be a gestalt, meaning they could be a sorcerer and battlemage at the same time. They will start manifesting powers and in the Academy by the age of 12, by the time they are adults, be they clerics or arcane they will be casting tier nine spells as they reach my age. Cast mythic magic within the year or two following that.

In short, I would encourage them to visit, males and females, the land of their birth to pursue snow-elf mates. You will tell me that it is not the same because of the lack of influence from your culture.

You remember earlier I said there were parallels between the Pegasus riders and your people. Also, the Griffon riders. The Pegasus riders wanted to preserve their culture. Their God led them to a remote island in order to avoid the corruption of outside influences.

They did not trust outsiders. Elves, Dragons, arcane magic, psionics, dragons, and other non-humans were at the top of that list. Our champion Jazzia helped their God Helnar create a secure ark to put their most powerful relic.

Along with a complete history of his people. When the dragon lands returned the island of the Pegasus riders sank into a volcano the size of the Elven Capital. Jarronus found instructions on how to find the arc over 1,000 years later. Helnar was inside, dying. As soon as his history was collected and the relic was taken to the paladin to use, 'he would cease to exist.'

He sent a message to Corellon Larethian. That message was 'I was a fool. I failed my people by trying to keep too tight a grip on them.' This was a message from a dying God to one of our Gods. Can we not learn from this advice, Chieftain?"

He looked at Lerian, "How do I know this is true?"

Lerian sighed, "Most of your history does not make it into books. It is passed by bards among tribes. Gritan the Hunter of the Ice Plains. Was he a legend. Based on fact or fiction? When I met Cresena, her comment was the Pegasus riders was a fantastic work of fiction. I told her the song she sang was true.

The collective archive of the Pegasus riders exists in the Silvertree library, thousands of books. Compare that to what has been written about the snow elves. Less than 125 books. Yes, I have read both because I take what was written along with how it was gathered.

In the case of Snow-elves how the oral history lines up with the written history. I take it on faith. If in doubt, have your clerics divine if I have given you a single false answer to your questions. I have faith that you will find out that I have been completely truthful and candid with you, Chieftain."

Lerian put his shirt and armor back on, the chieftain looked over and he had a cleric divine an answer.

He turned white, "Aerdrie Faenya said you can ask her yourself this evening when she comes to perform his marriage."

The Chieftain looked around the room at shocked faces. He then nodded to them, "You may marry her. I believe you have spoken to me truthfully and honestly if she is coming to perform your marriage personally."

Lerian bowed to him. He nodded and the Chieftain commented, "I see the diplomat in you. You tried to respect our traditions. You explained why our requests could not be met in great detail. I respect your strength of character."

Lerian bowed to him again and looked at Cresena who smiled at him. She walked over and whispered to Lerian, "You were brilliant. Do not sell yourself short. If the Gods make you a champion, we will face the challenges of it together."

She pulled back before he could kiss her. She left with a group of ladies.

He walked over to a section of a wall nobody was using. "May I use this spot, Chieftain?"

He nodded. Lerian started casting. When he finished casting the portal opened. He pulled a bottle of lube from his bag. He walked back to the master. He had a few looking around from the entrance after he stored the bottle of lube. He smiled, "You can come in. This one is not permanent when the spell ends if you are in here it will simply push you out."

He had two adventurous ones looking around. One turned to Lerian, "The design is not elven?"

Lerian smiled, "It is a mixture of design and functionality from multiple influences. The main room was a homage to the old Dragon palace with crushed rocks removed. Back here you have a dining area and through there, you have a stable. Good shelter for the horses while traveling. Back through the master bedroom, well, let me just say you would not believe it unless you saw it."

He walked back and one of them was brave enough to look at the grass, the pool, and sixty-foot-high waterfalls. He shook his head. "This is real?"

Lerian smiled, "Created by magic, the water is real." Lerian walked over to the table, "You probably like your caribou."

He looked at the table. "Silvertree deer steak substitute in caribou steaks standard sides, fruit, wine, mead, and water for 6."

He looked over, "I can feed over 200 people in this shelter."

He saw a few more adventurous types walk inside. He waved them to have a seat. The Chieftain looked inside, shook his head, and walked away. Lerian stayed inside and one of the guys asked, "Why do you stay inside here?"

Lerian smiled, "I do not know the layout of your village, what areas are off-limits, and I stick out enough here that women would be concerned about seeing me walking about.

I do not wish to take food from your people as I know hunting is hit and miss. I know this is not your way of doing things. Then there is the weather. The temperature in here is normal for where I live."

He nodded and left him to his own devices. He waited for another hour. He walked out, "Seal portal."

The Chieftain waved Lerian over, "Why cast that here?"

Lerian smiled, "Chieftain, picture asking that question to a 30-year-old who comes back and is casting that and a lot more magic. These children when and if they return will have gifts. Some more than others. Their children will be in the same boat. I set up an environment that was comfortable for me in regards to the temperature.

I do not have your natural cold resistance. These boots make it tolerable but when the time comes to take my wife, I prefer not to have these big ugly things on my feet in order to keep from losing what little body heat I have at the moment. Follow me for a moment and let me show you something."

He followed Lerian inside and he took him to the falls. "Silent Falls is twice as high. This is an homage to that holy site. Several champions have been married in these secure shelters in order to save lives.

One champion spent from the age of 72-75 years of age on the run. Living in these and moving from one location to another. The last Silvertree from Eldar's line, had a drow champion attack him at the Silvertree estate. That drow champion exploded when killed and my ancestor barely escaped with his life.

The enemy used rings with necromancy to steal the bodies of our elven people and store the spirits until the rings get purified or destroyed. Rings with improved invisibility. What I am trying to say is our enemy uses these tools. Even if it is not your way you will have to come to accept that it is needed or your people will perish.

The estate was rebuilt with 7 buildings there were small to medium buildings. Then these shelters were built inside of them by Jarronus and those who followed. Permanent versions of these with Draconic magic embedded in them in order to raise the families in a secure environment.

At that point, he was the last heir. He set the foundation to grow to over 35,000 heirs in the following centuries and root out corruption in the family.

When a champion is hunted, they go after your family, friends, rulers, or what you are not protecting. The idea with Quatarsia was to bring in new blood, expand the population, and new skills from the humans which got incorporated.

You will see mage specialists, sorcerers, arcane archers, Zen archers, blade singers, paladins, clerics, martial arts which are fighters without weapons, and psionics. Combined with the bards, a few non-specialist mages across the entire gambit of skills, rangers, rogues, and fighters.

That is why I said you would not know how to deal with a 15-year-old who is spontaneously casting fireballs; sometimes in their sleep. They have to be trained to control those powers because they would be deadly and counterproductive to growing your population.

There is a human adage, 'You adapt or you die.' The griffon riders, Pegasus riders, and the deep-sea elves before them all destroyed. Isolation killed them. Failure to adapt. This does not hurt anyone.

It protects and feeds them when your population is too large and the herds are too small. Chieftain, you have a lot of thinking to do. About the approach, you're taking. You want their blood and genetics to grow the number of people; but not the talent they have with it.

Let me put this into a hunter's perspective. If all you ever hunt is the herds of caribou. No fish, or any other meat but that; you soon find you have no more left to hunt. You have a variety in your diet to live in harmony with your environment. The problem; this is not the same environment it was 2,000 or 10,000 years ago.

With the changes in the world, you have to have variety in your skills. Yes, the old ways are important. They do not protect you from an enemy who knows you would rather throw a rock than a fireball. A lot to think about in what you're asking for versus what that truly brings."

He nodded his understanding and they walked out of the shelter. It was another 4 hours until he was gathered to go to their holy site to get married. It took another hour to get there. In a grove of heavy fir trees that looked like they had some elven tree genetics. They walked upon a stone outcropping that overlooked a large glacial lake.

Very beautiful and cold as the temperatures dropped. Cresena walked up with a group of ladies, he assumed they were the observation committee. He nodded to them but they did not respond. He reached out and took her hand.

He looked at her, "Normally when a goddess is coming to do a wedding kneeling is appropriate."

She nodded and the 2 of them kneeled and they heard the flutter of wings when she stopped in front of them as though her legs were misty clouds. She hovered in front of them. She looked down, "Please stand."

They did as she asked. Aerdrie Faenya looked back at the Chieftain, "He has tried to put it into the context of your approach to life. He is not wrong. The dying off of the Snow elves is larger than getting the genetic material. It will be required. Adapting your society to deal with those coming in will be another challenge as they will be like him and missing that natural cold resistance is just a start.

Petition the King to add another Arcane Academy if you come to accept this fact. Not a large tower. The very shelters he showed you can be made to look like anything from your society. He has shown you how complex you can make it.

He knows the methods to make the environments adjustable for non-snow-elves to live comfortably inside. Boots of warmth are items you will NEED for this plan of the tribes to work. Not until those children take snow elf mates and the children produced would have that resistance in them alone.

What these new children you are asking to be returned who are only half-snow elf would lack the tolerance for this environment. You will have to move further south to make the environment more hospitable to those you are seeking aid from.

Else except more magical talent and gear to make your plan work. He knows others who can make this happen. The King will be receptive when this conflict is over. You just have to embrace adapting your society to the changes that are coming."

Aerdrie Faenya looked at Cresena, "Cresena, do you take Lerian into your heart and your bed until death do you part?"

Cresena smiled, "I do."

Aerdrie Faenya turned to Lerian, "Lerian, do you take Cresena into your heart and your bed until death do you part?"

Lerian smiled, "I do."

She looked over, "The rings please." A woman next to her extended a shaky hand toward Aerdrie Faenya and placed two rings into her palm. Aerdrie Faenya looked at them, "These rings are representative of the circle of life. There is a lot of death going on in the kingdom. Do your part and create more life. Three out of every four of her children will be male. It will be normal for any other wife or wives you add.

If they want another snow-elf with a Silvertree then some Silvertree males were enamored by her beauty. He has one and he will be producing a lot of children with her. Others can learn where to seek them out, but they will keep their family name unless you send males in to get wives, and then you face the other challenges you have continued to ignore. Like them surviving in this environment."

Lerian looked at Cresena and she smiled. Aerdrie Faenya continued, "I know what you want to ask me. The questions circling about your future are still swirling. I cannot answer those. The question of why I have not simply fixed the infertile is because it does not solve the problem.

That problem being their population is too small. They need to send more of their ladies south to find husbands. Some husbands to find wives is trickier without them finding accommodations for those wives; that would require magical assistance they do not wish to embrace.

We do not direct which ones will return and which ones will not. That advice about holding too tightly had Corellon Larethian questioning some of his decisions. If a God, especially him, can consider those words...then a chieftain and elders should be doing the same. Else in a thousand years, you will have the same populace as the Deep Sea elves. They are extinct in this world. Live well."

Aerdrie Faenya did one thrust of her wings and she was in the air and gone faster than any spell he had seen. He kissed his bride and she pulled back. She smiled, "Not our custom in public until we have bonded."

Lerian nodded. "Any other requirements?"

She shook her head. He looked around, "The ladies that will be observing please gather around me."

They did so and he teleported them back into the council hall. He stuck a hand out and the portal opened. They walked inside and the ladies followed. He looked back, "Seal portal." He walked over to the tabled, "Silvertree Sea-bass, salad, fruit, mead, wine, and water. For 8."

They watched all the food appear. He looked at the ladies, "You might not be allowed to speak to me but this will take time and energy. I recommend eating."

They all ate in silence. He walked into the room and stripped out of his clothes ready to go. He looked at Cresena, "They check already?"

She nodded, "Yes, that part is done."

He walked over and helped to strip her completely naked. He picked her up and placed her on the bed and kissed her and ran his hand over her tits. He backed off and pushed her legs toward her, "Hold them." She held them and folded them behind her head.

He smiled, "Very flexible." She nodded. Lerian measured off and popped through her virginity. He kept it slow until he was all the way in. He pulled her back toward the edge of the bed and took slow strokes. He spent the next 30 minutes holding back as he picked up speed. He slammed forward and filled up her cunt. He started right back up again and went straight to full speed. 30 minutes later put the second into her.

He then repeated that through 7 of his climaxes. It leaked from around his cock and down the crack of her ass. He slid her back to the middle of the bed, "See it spill out onto the bed after I withdraw, correct?"

She nodded. He grabbed her calves and undid her legs as he slid out quickly and she groaned another climax as his seed shot out toward him and down the side of the bed. He backed up and let the ladies get in and check on her.

They whispered to her and then they left. They got to the portal, "unseal portal."

It opened. He watched them leave. He sighed, "Seal portal."

He looked at her, "Let me on the secret."

She laughed, "One told me that is what she calls getting good and fucked. She also said I have two boys growing in me."

He nodded. "The other?"

She smiled, "My mother. She told me I fucking knew how to pick them. She was glad she ate. They are normally out in under 20 minutes. Not 4 and a half hours."

He nodded, "Did the cleric heal up your sore cunt?"

She shook her head. He walked over and grabbed the lubricant. He carried her into the chamber pot so she could push the rest of it out. She looked at him, "I thought I was going to explode."

He smiled, "I felt the pressure pushing back. Did any of the others say anything?"

She smiled, "My great-grandmother. She told me I might want a second wife with this one. She has NEVER recommended that to anyone! My mother looked shocked at the suggestion. I think she feels you were going right back to my cunt."

Lerian smiled, "The thought crossed my mind." He took her into a shower and bent her over as he lubed up both hands. He rubbed her clit and as he worked the first few fingers into her. He got behind her and lined up his other hand on her cunt.

Lerian worked the finger in and slid both hands into her at the same time and she moaned out and sprayed the floor. He made fists in both and took turns on which one he thrust with. She shook and came again and again. Slamming down like a vice in both orifices. He leaned over. "You like me ravaging you like this."
She nodded, "Fuck yes."

He straightened out the one and removed it from her cunt. He flipped her over on his shoulder.

He still had the one hand in her ass. "Clean my cock while I clean you up." Lerian turned on the shower. He filled up her cunt and pulled his hand from her ass and filled and let the water fill up her ass. He carried her over to the chamber pot and flipped her over. She groaned out as she emptied from both. She inhaled his cock and cleaned it up. He took her back into the running shower and rinsed her off. He put a few drops on his cock.

"Rub it in because it is going into your nether hole until I go soft. Then you can suck me off twice. After that, we will call it a ravaged wedding night."

She nodded, "Yes husband."

He smiled, "This subservient approach does not last all the time, does it?"

She shook her head, "Wedding night tradition. Any and every way he wants you."

He smiled, "Your cunt throbbing?"

She nodded, "Yes husband but it will do more if that is what you wish."

Lerian flipped her around and bent her over and got her hands against the wall and fucked her ass fast and hard for 3 hours. Lerian started to go soft at one point. She spasmed, he went rigid and they started right back at it again. He took her back to the chamber pot and she sucked in his cock and slid a finger into his ass as she worked to get everything out of him. She sucked him through two climaxes. He held her head over his stomach while she sat on the pot.

He smiled, "You will be late for work."

She laughed, "Well I am pretty sure I cannot walk straight."

His cock was hard again and Lerian slid it back into her cunt and she moaned and grimaced some. He kissed her and rolled them onto the bed. He stopped, "This is how you are sleeping today. Keeping my cock sheathed from any other wandering cunts."

She laughed at Lerian. He kissed her forehead, "I hope I gave you what you wanted."

She nodded. "Two boys and an incredible first time."

They fell asleep like that. Lerian awoke several hours later. She sat on the edge of the bed. Lerian looked at her, "Something wrong?"

She looked over, "I cannot walk at the moment."

He nodded, "There is another part of this isn't there?"

She nodded, "I have to walk naked unassisted with no healing back to my mother's house with you carrying my wedding dress. It is to show you are the dominant one in the relationship. Barbaric I know, but some things do not change."

He nodded. He washed up and got dressed. He asked, "What happens if you do not make it?"

She smiled, "One way or another you make it."

Lerian helped her to her feet and kissed her. She smiled, "Definitely one probably two more. You came fifteen times. I lost count of mine. I will have to make something up."

Lerian smiled, "You have to tell your mother?"

She nodded, "After that, she can assist me with a cleric."

He whispered in her ear, "I counted 63."

She looked up and smiled, "Thank you for keeping count and keeping me honest."

He put the lube in a pouch and got some fruit for her to eat while she worked to make it to the front of the shelter. She was right. It took her 3 hours to get to her mother's home in this small village. It should have been a 10-minute walk maximum.

Several women stared open-mouthed as she knocked on her mother's door. She looked at her mother as she answered, "My husband came 15 times while I came 63 times."

Her mother nodded. She took her hands and brought her inside. Lerian followed the mother looked at him, "Fucking impressive young man!"

Lerian shook his head, "Eldar, before he died, could go 40 or more. The gods have worked to taper that back."

She looked at Lerian, "You are serious?!"

Lerian nodded, "He had 6 wives at a time twice as I said. They got married at Silent Falls."

She shook her head, "How in the 9 hells?"

Lerian smiled, "The necklace his first two wives gave him that was magical was a major health amulet. It bound with his holy symbol, increased, and gave him regeneration. He could cut his hand, wipe away the blood, and the wound would be healed."

She shook her head, "Died of old age?"

Lerian shook his head, "No, in combat against another champion. The first time two champions faced off, at least in the modern age. They each hit each other's holy symbols and fractured them. The resulting explosion cleared a mile of trees into splinters. Jarronus had a drow attack at Silvertree estates. He was the last Silvertree at that point.

He heard the symbol cracking. He cut off the hand the champion was holding him with and went out the window and back against the wall. Destroyed all the buildings on the estate. That was when the secure shelters started becoming home to Silvertree wives and children.

They grew to 45,000 and this war they are below 20,000. Not all were killed, some did not wish to face the wrath of the sword for corruption and formed new houses. There are over 60,000 moon elf houses and over two-thirds of them originated from House Silvertree."

She looked at Lerian and shook her head, "She found the right male it seems."

Lerian smiled, "What I said was true. My sister had been scouting her for 3 years for me. She knew I would love her the second I saw her; I was enamored with her the second I heard her sing. Do you send a lot of snow elf females off like that?"

She shook her head, "Not enough. We give them instructions to evaluate any potential mate. When she told me of your evaluation, I thought she was being over the top. Not after your sex. Yes, that included oral sex instruction. She had to be able to keep her virtue in tack. Many never return to complete the ritual. I will be right back."

Lerian looked at her, "If you had not?"

She sighed, "I would never see my mother or family again. For many, they are fine with that. I wanted to help my people. What you told the chieftain made so much sense and you were very eloquent. They have no way to check males on their virginities short of divination. Another point of contention with the ritual and outsiders."

Lerian looked at her, "A request. Going forward, please be completely honest with me. You tossed several surprises at me about your customs. From your walk afterward to needing to be totally ravaged so badly."

She nodded, "No more surprises. The ritual is completed. My mother had to go through it as did every mother for generations. None ever felt really ravaged, not like what we did together.

It is barbaric but also a point of pride to say 'I could take everything he could throw at me and still complete the walk home.' She is taking so long as she informs the female elders and getting the healer prepared for what she is facing."

20 minutes later and the cleric checked her over, "Still 2 children in there."

Lerian nodded, "You caught everyone I gave her cunt. 6 in her nether-hole and 2 orally. She slept with her cunt sheathing my cock. That does not count my hands."

Her mother looked at Lerian, "You got a hand in her? Which hole?"

Lerian looked at her, "Both, at the same time." Lerian thought she might have had a heart attack but the old cleric laughed. "Think you just gave your mother-in-law an orgasm. Lord knows the 6 of us went home and tried to raise the dead in our homes to get some relief.

We live vicariously through her and the others. We all thought she was one fucking lucky woman."

Lerian shook his head, "I did not know snow-elf females are happiest with rough sex on the wedding night."

She nodded, "She broke the record on climaxes she had and you gave her before we left the shelter. It is nothing the men know about here; they would feel insulted. Most think ravaging a woman is three minutes of anal."

Lerian smiled, "3 hours of that but I did use lube for both our sakes."

She smiled, "You use goat's fat?"

Lerian pulled out the tube. She put a drop on her finger. "Really slick stuff."

Lerian nodded, "Three to five drops are all you need. Too much and you just keep fucking as it does not wear off quickly. I flipped her up on my shoulder and cleaned out both holes under the shower after the hands. Then had her rub a few drops onto my cock before taking her nether hole in earnest. Took her 3 hours to walk from the bed to her mother's home."

She nodded, "That explains all of the ladies getting their neighbors to watch her walk. Normally it is a 5-10-minute journey. You upheld the spirit of our traditions and the Chieftain was made aware of your performance. Gives him hope for the males that return. He is still wrestling with the arcane talent. The goddess laid it out for him."

Lerian looked at Cresena, "What do we do about your job?"

She shrugged, "I have a few items to collect but I do not need to work there. It was just close to home. Now I have you who can get me home in an instant. Most of those women have never traveled by teleport."

He sat there and studied up his spells while they worked on her.

The cleric looked at him, "Do not expect her to be subservient like that every night."

Lerian shook his head, "Every third night as she has to have a couple days rest afterward."

Her mother laughed at Lerian. Lerian sighed, "Did my sister know what was expected of us?"

She nodded, "Yes, your grandmothers knew as well. Your sister told them and she sent word to be careful what I asked for when dealing with your family."

Lerian nodded, "They all conspired on this. Good to know."

Lerian walked over and pulled out the armor and cloak, "You did not bring this to the wedding."

She nodded, "Mother said not at the wedding. Different culture. I know."

Lerian looked at her, "I am expecting a fight at your inn."

She looked at Lerian, "Why?"

Lerian smiled, "The 2 men near me when I was talking with you. They were headed toward us outside when I teleported us away. They are not going to be happy that you are leaving."

She nodded, "They failed the evaluation miserably. The thin elf, shot off is 10 seconds and their other had a short fat cock. Once and done for both of them. You are right they will not be happy."

Lerian smiled, "Ready when you are."

She stood as she still ached. The cleric shook her head, "I recommend 2 days of bed rest."

Lerian chuckled, "I was the one working and she is the one who needs bed rest."

The ladies laughed at him as they got her dressed. He kissed her mother on the cheek. "It was good to meet you and get a better understanding of your people. I think I will have to write a book on the experience."

She chuckled, "I am not sure if it would help or hurt our cause."

Lerian stepped out front with her walking gingerly but walking. Lerian teleported them to the front of the inn and took her inside. The owner came to give her a hard time until he noticed the hand she held up. He sighed, backed off, and nodded. He looked at Lerian, "It is going to break a lot of hearts to know she is married."

Lerian nodded, "Not mine."

He chuckled and headed back to the bar. She was just headed down the stairs as the idiots showed up. A male patron that Lerian had noticed walking out earlier led them in with the two others behind them. All armed.

Lerian looked at the owner, "What passes for the law here?"

He chuckled, "The two in the back."

Lerian pulled a crystal, "We could use your assistance at the inn before I have to blow the place into pieces."

He heard her groan. "On our way."

They stood between them and the door. Lerian looked at the innkeeper, "I will take two meads. One is for my wife."

The 5 of them looked at her. The rude one from the other day looked at her, "You fucking slut!"

Lerian slid his sword from its scabbard. He held it at his side, "You are only saying that because she married me and she spurned you as being inadequate."

He looked at Lerian, "You shut the fuck up."

Lerian smiled, "Are you itching to fight?"

He yelled, "Fuck yes!"

Lerian slid his sword back into the scabbard, "Gentleman, behind you is Dame Moon Bow and Duchess Silvertree, my sister. They are looking for men eager to fight in the war. Sister, five volunteering to join you at the war front."

Vessan laughed, "I think you just took the fight right out of them."

Lerian shrugged, "When a giant is working on smashing them into the dirt, I am sure they will find the strength to fight again. That one in particular who just called my bride a fucking slut. She was a virgin on her wedding night.

As verified by her elders. If he is saying he fucked her he must have an ethereal cock. In which case he must have some unique spells your unit at the front could use."

Lerian pointed to the innkeeper, "Check their papers. You will see my sister has the right to conscript anyone who is eager to fight. They attack her and you will be in a bar of splinters. She is a Battle Sorceress Battlemage gestalt. An arcane arsenal and the lady beside her, her wife, is talented with that Moon Blade she is carrying. Just like the Moon Blade, my sister is carrying."

Lerian walked over to Cresena. Lerian looked at his sister, "Consider this payback for the stuff you left out of our discussion dear sister. I get the lover and you get the fighters."

He teleported the two of them out. Cresena looked at Lerian, "You left your sister there!"

Lerian nodded, "She decides to unload on the 5 of them we are not in the line of fire."

She shook her head, "You do not fight?"

Lerian sighed, "When I must. The solution I had was far more elegant."

She shook her head as his crystal went off. Vessan laughed, "Three of them bolted through the kitchen and out of the inn. The smart-mouthed one and his friend who had been staking out the inn waiting for her to return are at base camp.

They are getting gear issued to them; they join the line within the hour. The innkeeper never laughed so hard. He told me they were waiting for your return. He wanted to thank you for getting rid of the 2 who acted as the law around there. How did it go?"

Lerian looked at Cresena, "I am beginning to think I stopped too soon. She seemed to think you needed my help with that lot. I told her I just cleared a path for you to blast them to the 9 hells if you had to. Besides you would not want me risking your 2 future nephews for a bar fight."

He heard his sister shout, "YES!"

Lerian looked at the crystal, "What did you expect when I am getting married by a goddess?"

He heard her gasp, "The Lady of Dreams performed your marriage?!"

Lerian sighed, "No, Aerdrie Faenya did. She answered questions for me."

Vessan shouted, "You are fucking joking with me."

Lerian smiled, "No, I said she answered them. I did not say her answers were complete or totally truthful at least in regards to MY future. Other questions she was more forthcoming with answers. You can always talk with the Lady of Dreams to get guidance before continuing this conversation."

Lerian let the crystal go dark. Cresena looked at Lerian, "She told you your future is swirling."

Lerian nodded, "Not totally truthful. She said she could not talk with me about it. That was truthful. The swirling was not totally truthful. She told me about your people's fertility issues and why she had not fixed them directly. Very candid and forthcoming. My sister is trying to figure out how much I suspect versus how much I know.

Her first thought was the Lady of Dreams. Getting married by her would have been a dead giveaway that my suspicions were in fact confirmed. Just like her not telling me what would be required and leaving some information out. I am paying her back for not being forthright with me."

Lerian pulled the crystal, "I am knocking."

They heard, "Door is open."

He teleported them inside. He took her back to the Blade Wielder's home. He called out, "Grandmothers, my room, please."

Lerian took her in and helped her out of her armor and clothes, and into bed. Melody looked at Lerian, "What did you do to her?"

Lerian looked at her, "Exactly what she asked me to do in keeping with her people's traditions. As you were already aware of it with your fellow conspirator my Sister and the Lady of Dreams."

She looked to be about ready to deny it and just turned to Cresena. Lerian looked at her, "The cleric healed her up but recommended a couple of days of bed rest. The gods are involved far too much for me to be wrong.

The wedding was overseen by Aerdrie Faenya and the dress she chose happened to belong to Charlemagne Silver, Eldar's first wife. We already discussed the binding of the amulet. What does mine do?"

She sighed, "I should have known something was up with the amulets when I was told I could not tell you, any of you, about what they do. They are each different. I can tell you it helps with your intelligence and dexterity.

The mythic components I cannot discuss. They let me tell you about those because of your desire to augment your gear further. Like every house member."

Lerian sighed, "I do not have those kinds of funds to upgrade gear."

Melody nodded, "You have more than you know. Your sister added funds to your account for enchanting."

Lerian looked at her, "Did she do that for my cousin?"

She looked over, "Not that I know of. She has enchanters for parents who had funds accumulated for her. Your sister only has you."

Lerian looked at Cresena, "I am going to the bank. I will be right back."

Lerian walked out with his tack in hand and saddled up a horse; the red roan was taken out by someone else. He rode to the bank and stabled the horse while He went inside. He looked at the lady, "My account balance please."

Lerian handed her the information and she wrote it down.

Lerian looked at what she wrote while he sighed. Vessan added 100 million to the couple of hundred thousand he had from his parents. Commendations from the field she had gotten might account for some of it, but he had a feeling it came from the champion's estate she inherited. Especially given the amount. Lerian walked out and got on the horse. Lerian pulled the crystal to Vessan, "In battle?"

He heard her groan. "No, we have late shift was getting some rest. More troops to press into service?"

Lerian smiled, "One. Me."

She groaned, "I thought we had an agreement that you would stay out of this fight and work on enchanting."

Lerian smiled, "You must be getting commendations left and right in the field."

She sighed, "A couple not many of significance why?"

Lerian smiled, "I was just told about the money you put into my account for enchanting. The only way you could put that much into my account is if you pulled it from what you got for taking up the blade."

She sighed, "Alright so I put some of that into your account so you could enchant."

Lerian smiled as he got her cornered now, "I will do that starting with trying to craft a copy of the champion's armor."

She gasped, "Don't!"

Before she could catch herself. Lerian looked at the crystal, "You should know better than to try and talk to me when you are tired."

She tried to recover, "I will loan the armor to you so you can craft other things until the next champion is revealed."

Lerian shook his head, "Cresena is on bed rest for a couple of days. You forgot I do not craft armor or weapons. I could commission the work but it does not help my enchanting skills. Unless I am paired with another enchanter on the project who has those skills.

I will be back at the house in a few minutes. I had a long night last night. Cresena had a long and hard night as you knew she would. Given the conspiracy surrounding her, you, your wife, my grandmothers, and the Gods. I know something is going on. Get some rest."

He let the crystal go silent knowing she would not rest well after that conversation. Lerian got home, stabled the horse, and took his tack inside. His grandmother Melody was waiting for him, "Your sister contacted me about pulling the armor out of storage and loaning it to you."
He nodded, "I tricked her in her sleeping state. Told her with the funds she stuck into my account from the Champions inheritance, I could work to create a copy of that armor."

Melody looked at him, "You don't craft arms and armor."

Lerian nodded, "She screamed 'don't' at me. I confirmed she did not get that from field commendations. It came from the champion's inheritance. She was half asleep and did not recall that I did not craft armor. You can add another telling sign that I am destined to be the next champion to the ever-growing list."

She held her hand over her mouth as Lerian walked past and stored his gear. He went to his room, stripped down, and curled up with his sleeping wife.

---

For the first time in his life, he found himself at the falls. The Lady of Dreams was sitting with her feet in the water and waved him over. She watched as he sat next to her.

She looked at Lerian, "We put a lot of pressure on your sister. There are things we did that you have put together quite cleverly. Yes, you will be the next champion. She is being informed to keep up her pretenses.

I ask that you stop pursuing this for now. This will not happen until this conflict is coming to a close. Aerdrie Faenya knew you did not believe her on the swirling comment but she did not lie to you. When you will become champion is not set yet."

Lerian nodded, "It will be in the next fifteen years unless you start killing off the young in our family to keep these four in the bottom four. That and a war that long would be devastating to our people. It would have to be sometime after the youngest is set to get an amulet as an adult in 3 years. After that sooner is better for the elven people.

You cannot predict a given date because of the dragon's history of fucking with your predictions. You do not want to tip your hand in this matter with the enemies of Corellon Larethian. My wife and grandmothers need to know. The reason is, a sudden change in behavior is just as telling.

The only ones I talked with about it, that I will likely see again in the near future, is my grandmothers and my wife. Future wives will know it is a possibility until it happens so they make an informed decision. I have added 12 mythic spells to my book for learning about mythic enchantment.

If, as I suspect, some of those are in the amulet I wear, you do not wish for me to be wasting resources. If that is the case then pull those spells from my spellbook. I figured the one for never fumbling had to be one. It has been on the last couple of champions If I had to guess, being an enchanter. Given that 'Ice Reaver' is a vorpal blade it would make sense.

Too risky for it not to be and the blade was not given to me until after I got my amulet. The previous champion had that sword commissioned for me. Tell me I am wrong."

She smiled, "You are not wrong. He knew you would pursue that kind of blade. His death was a possibility in every war but he had input on your coming of age amulet. There is something else in there but it is not in any book you have access to. A long time ago when the books were recreated from memory another select set of spells was put into a third book.

Those spells are draconic but they are restricted away from metallic and neutral dragons. Neutrals rarely have magical skills at all and never mythic spells because they are always psionic primarily. That is why they are included in my statement.

They have been locked away from them for now and forever, as long as the elven people and the Dragons live in this world. It has been passed on from the house head enchanters for generations to the next one. Kazzara being the only active 1 now. That is why they requested House Silvertree for doing some of their enchantment.

A means for Bahamut to thank us for the chaos he and the metallic dragons have given our champions. They recovered the necromancy pieces to their books in exchange because Bahumut's enemies have them. It also helped to keep the dragons from completely pulling away from the Alliance again. He was still pissed at their approach during the Eclipse War.

Only the head enchanter, that is a FULL enchanter, can cast those spells into an item. You, of course, can discuss nothing about this third book with anyone. At least for now. Those spells can only be put into an item at the request of the gods. Beyond that, you need not know. Not even psionic extraction will reveal this conversation.

Your grandmothers and wife are being informed as you made a valid argument and we need to stop the speculation. No more speculation over the family blade as well. It will end up in your hands at some point and as champion, you will be required to take it at that point. You have a second wife to find. I am not directing you but you did make a promise to your wife."

Lerian nodded, "My job is to create magical items and children. To stay inconspicuous and never refer to me as anything beyond a candidate until named. I do not have to find her, you already have my sister playing the horse in this deal.

It gives me something else to give her a hard time about, which I am enjoying by the way. You tell my grandmother to put the armor back in storage as I am not a champion yet. She can give it to me when we both know it is time."

She smiled, "Glad to see you being more cooperative in this area than the last several champions."

Lerian smiled, "I got what I wanted, which was answers. From what I have read that was what a lot of champions wanted, was answers. That is what made some of them uncooperative. I have the picture in my head and I do not have to wonder about that 'great mystery.'

If you want me to find this second wife sooner then have my horse, I mean my sister, return in the morning." The Lady of Dreams chuckled at that reference.

"Also, if you could take the aches away from my bride. I did not like being kept in the dark on that whole aspect of things. I feel bad enough she suffered through that for a tradition. Yet, I honored her request."

She smiled, "Easy requests. I like that about you. You are not asking for the moon."

Lerian smiled, "The last two champions lived longer and raised their children. I am hopeful for the same. Not demanding; just hopeful."

She nodded, "Start your day future champion." Lerian was gone but she did not stay alone for long.

The Lady of Dreams was joined by Charlus. He sat next to her, "I know enough that keeping me alive helped to repair your reputation with the Champions. I have the other Gods talking with me about some of the things they did to try and help to repair that rift.

Including letting Aerdrie Faenya perform his marriage as an apology for the way you abused her authority over me. Especially after Mercian asked you to clarify it for the journal. You took longer to repair the rift with her than the rift that you had with me."

She nodded, "I owed her and the others. The others came around more easily after we worked to save you, and you lived a full life after that. She guided Mercian's wives to him, not I. She is also guiding Lerian, but she let me put a couple of candidates into the queue for him, including the one they will be seeing next. They were both good choices for Mercian, but the fertility was and is still a mixed bag with your heirs.

You were an outstanding choice as a champion, that your father picked as he had the vision to see what you could become. One of his gifts in life had him select you to carry on his work. He knew it had to get back to basics, like the skills of Elara Strong Oak, Eldar's memory, and the Knight Paladins cryptographic skills.

Then added in enchanting of the draconic magic we now had access too. Things Jazzia started. The fact Elara lived for 22 years as a captured drow slave was not something she wanted Eldar to know in life.

Eldar learned she was a hidden hero in her day, like Brannar but for Erevan Ilesere who is one of your greatest admirers for some of the things you pulled off. Then the Knight Paladin found out about her life from his great uncle.

She had to address it with Eldar at that point, but he still did not like being lied to about it. He forgave his mother of course, long ago. As did Heliar as she was dead when Eldar got married.

She had no control over the events and she did not want her son running off to get revenge. Though she laughed her ass off when the Knight Paladin destroyed so many drow with the Dragon Queen's help. As did Heliar and Eldar.

Open and honest is something each of the Gods has not embraced with each other, the way Eldar did with his wives. The way many Silvertree husbands and wives have done since then.

Yet, we are still working on it as we have seen the value. That is why you know so much about what is going on now, but there is more for you to do in the future that you are unaware of yet. It will be interesting to see how that plays out, our Revered Champion."

Charlus smiled at her and disappeared.

---

Lerian awoke to an amazing blow job from his wife. As he tightened up, he grabbed her head and she sucked him into her throat as he exploded. He looked down at a smiling wife. She mouthed, "I know, thank you."

He smiled and rolled her over and slid into her and fucked her good and hard for 40 minutes until she wailed a climax that had his cousin banging on the wall next door. Lerian chuckled and got her to her feet and into the shower.

They kissed, groped, and cleaned until his sister cleared her throat.

Vessan looked over and shook her head, "Your 'horse' is here to lead you to your next bride candidate."

She rolled her eyes as she left. Cresena giggled, "What was the horse comment about?"

Lerian looked at her, "The last champion, Mercian, was led to his brides by his horse. The Lady of Dreams as part of an agreement with Charlus could not force her will concerning brides on the Silvertree family for a few millennia.

She took a different tack and worked through an intermediary to help guide Mercian toward the best candidates. She has my sister doing that. She led me to you. Now we get to see what today holds in store for us."

They dried off and got dressed. His grandmothers stood there with a set of crystals. She handed them to Lerian, "For your room. By the request of the others living near you."

Lerian set them on the dresser while his cousin glared at him and went back to her room. Vessan chuckled. Lerian looked at her, "I am smarter and you are still more perverse."

Lerian walked over to get his tack and Cresena whispered into his sisters' ear. She gave Vessan a recap of her wedding night experience with Lerian from what he could hear.

Vessan looked at Lerian, "No, you got perverse too. Both hands at the same time. You are ahead there."

Lerian smiled, "She came so fucking hard from that. Brenna, you should try that out on her."

Brenna smiled, "Who says I haven't?"

Vessan turned red, "Alright I still have perverse. I did it to her first."

The ladies laughed at her as he walked out with his tack. He looked at Melody, "Need another set of tack."

She nodded and they went and got the gear and he left the clunky boots behind. She looked at Lerian, "What were those for?"

Lerian smiled, "To keep from freezing my sack off up north. It is fucking cold up there, they will become popular when other Silvertree family goes looking for a snow-elf wife."

She laughed at him and nodded. They walked out to get two house horses saddled up and Lerian noticed the red roan was gone again. He looked at the guard, "Where is the red roan?"

He looked at Lerian, "Broke a leg while out with one of your uncles. They put it down."

He sighed and nodded. Vessan looked at him, "Bring the tack. I will take you two to get a couple of Elven War Horses."

He grabbed the tack and looked at her, "I thought they restricted who got them?"

She nodded, "They do but I can get them easily enough. There are plenty of them, they just do not want all of them in combat. Being back here getting you a stallion and then a mare for each wife is not a problem. They have increased their time in service from 5 years to 6-7. The horses will let you know when it is time to switch out. Especially if one gets injured bad enough."

He nodded, "I will want to add a pasture section off of the stable. For them to get exercise when we cannot get them to the riding section. Also, to raise foals and to be able to feed themselves if need be."

She nodded, "Good idea. An enchanting project." Vessan smiled at that.

They teleported to the north gate and stepped out and they teleported them to the western edge of Quatarsia. She held up a hand. "Sent for them."

Two approached about ten minutes later. One was a stallion all black except the mane and feathering around the hoofs being white. The other a blue roan mare. Looked to be carrying. Lerian looked at her, "The mare is expecting."

She looked over and nodded, "Unusual for one carrying to be brought out but maybe as you are not taking her into combat that was a reason. The stallion is fairly new. They brought in a few mares from the humans to help add more depth to the eleven warhorses. That one looks to be third, maybe a fourth-generation since they added 20 mares. Beautiful horses though."

He nodded. Lerian looked at him and thought, "Zintra'Drakon, Regal Knight."

He heard back, "Nice name. The mare is carrying another mare; not mine. You come back for another wife, another mare with a mare foal will be chosen. This will give me several mares to work with until I return here.

I only have two with foals and they remain here. This is a safety precaution because of how long this war has been going. We were told you would have us in safety most of the time and away from the war."

Lerian put the gear on, "That is the plan Zintra."

Vessan looked at him, "You named him Regal?"

Lerian sighed, "Zintra'Drakon if you must know."

She nodded, "Alright, I can see that."

They got mounted up after his sister went through the rules on the horse with Cresena who named her horse Blesna'Fres or Blue ice. They gathered and she teleported them to a small town in the north-west. An almost exclusive moon-elf community called Frensian. They rode to another inn and Vessan led them inside to a table. Lerian smiled, "Another bard?"

She shook her head, "No, only one bard."

A waiter walked over, "Early for you two, you brought some company this time."

His eyes checked out Cresena, Lerian's wife. Vessan was annoyed by that and glared at him, "My brother and his WIFE."

The guy caught her words and tone. He nodded. She looked at him, "When does Millia show up?"

He shrugged, "She is not predictable on being here at a specific time. Sometime between now and closing. It depends on how her work is going."

Vessan sighed, "Narrow that timeframe down and get us four ales."

He walked off muttering. Lerian looked at his sister, "What kind of work?"

She looked at him, "She works for the church down the street."

Lerian sighed, "A cleric?"

She shook her head, "No, a paladin. I went through initial combat training with her, she graduated out yesterday. She is one of the fertile ones. She is expected to find a husband in the next 3 months or else. She is also attracted to women but their rules on marriage and her being fertile means she is supposed to pick up 4 new squires to train.

The local church will not allow her to do that until she is married and pregnant. Then she can train them anywhere; like our training grounds. Which she is fascinated to see. She has an elven warhorse already and it is with foal. She will be off of that one in 8 months. Then she will get another.

Your plan for the pasture bodes well for her and her students, which she will be led to after the other issues are resolved. She was slated to get married when she graduated. But the husband she had lined up died almost a year ago. The war. That is why the clerics have her out here doing guard duty and keeping her from training others to see if she can land a husband."

Lerian looked at her, "I thought they had a year to do that?"

She looked at Lerian, "Male order yes. The female fertile paladins are to be married within 3 months They were ordered to have one lined up for when they graduate. She stopped looking until a month ago. That was when I saw her again with Brenna and she was happy for us. Brenna's cousin, though they could be sisters.

No, she is not in-line for her sisters' sword, cousin as she is with a different house, House Morning Glow. Yes, she is moon-elf but her father was half-moon and half gold elf. Very magical family and she is considered an anomaly. The view is it had to do with her father's mixed heritage. We know better than that."

Lerian nodded, "Given all of the arcane casters we have had and a paladin gestalt in both orders since then."

She nodded, "Came up as your second on the list for you after he died. He left a widow with two children behind. He was 80 years older than her and a captain in an army unit. She is, of course, your age but a day younger. Her order graduating out at 75. She wants a husband who has a wife she would find attractive. Also, a man who can make her wail every way feasible. You qualify. Both of you. Especially what we heard from our cousin this morning."

Lerian chuckled at her as a beautiful moon-elf female walked in and spotted them. She hugged her cousin who met her halfway across the room and whispered into her ear. She smiled in their direction. The two of them could have been twins but Millia was a good two inches taller and more tones if he had to guess wearing all of that armor.

They walked over and Millia sat down between her cousin and Cresena. She made introductions. Millia looked at Lerian, "Why are you looking for another wife?"

Lerian smiled, "I am a descendant of many champions who had multiple mates. All the way back to Eldar. Simply put I made a promise to my wife to add a second and possibly a third wife to our marriage. After her wedding night ritual that was required, she knows I could handle 3 and possibly 4 wives or more. If we wished to stay up all night long every night."

She spat out her drink. She looked at Cresena, "He is that good?"

Cresena leaned in and he assumed, gave her a recap of their wedding night considering how red her face got. She finished her drink quickly. Then she walked to the bar and drank another real quick before walking back with a third.

Lerian asked Cresena, "How much did you tell her?"

She smiled and whispered, "From who did our wedding to right before we left my mother's house to go back. All of it, including the fact that you are a candidate."

Millia looked at Lerian, "She said you have the skill and did everything she asked of you. That you went with it even though you were concerned over her request. That you ensured she kept her honor with her tribe."

Lerian nodded, "The 10-minute walk taking 3 hours was extremely concerning for me. Knowing I was not allowed to help her."

Vessan looked at Lerian, "She never told us about a walk."

Lerian nodded, "The morning after, naked from the bedding site to her mother's house and then having to give her a report of our activity; not acts just climaxes. Hers and mine."

Vessan looked at Cresena, "What were the numbers?"

Cresena smiled, "15 and 63. He could have kept going too."

Vessan shook her head, "Those female elders and family members having to witness the first one."

Lerian shook his head, "No. They had to stay until I withdrew. I did not do that for 4 and a half hours."

Vessan choked on her drink. Lerian looked at her, "I did have them all eat beforehand. I warned them they would need their strength as it was going to take time. They had to see the seed spill onto the bed after I withdrew. The wording of their ritual. I slid her into the middle of the bed. I moved back and she shot it back at me and down the side of the bed.
She is carrying twin boys and her grandmother told her she needed a second wife with this one." The ladies chuckled. "Something she never recommended to any woman in her tribe. That was the first 7."

Vessan asked, "Why?"

Lerian looked at her, "You have Aerdrie Faenya perform your wedding they should see something unusual."

Millia looked at Lerian, "You stayed hard through 7?"

Lerian shook his head, "No...through 10. Though her spasming and constricting brought it back really quick for 11 and 12 before I got it out of her nether-hole."

She sputtered into her drink as he had stretched out his answer. Vessan interjected, "Eldar could go 30-40. The Gods tried to tone it down but have had mixed results. Mercian was desensitized by the solution. His skin with the scales he could go an hour before climaxing once.

Kazzara said he was perpetually erect. The Gods did succeed in keeping it from becoming enraged. While capable of going like that he is not required to do that to keep his aggression in check. Most Silvertree males who are into women have 2-3 wives. I will warn you both now, nothing more than a finger in a Silvertree nether hole.

Yes, she got her hand in me once and broke several bones in that hand as well as both of her wrists from my flailing, it was a mega-climax. Kazzara said she tried two fingers once and he broke them. At least in Mercian's branch of the family where this change occurred. That includes toys as a warning from the gods. Males and females the muscled density within the nether hole muscles could seriously hurt you.

We had an uncle who was into males; amputated a male lovers' manhood the first time. Getting it out was a challenge until he had a bowel movement. The family cleric did the regeneration for the man but he did not stay after that. A great aunt who was into women did not adhere to the toy rule.

She had to get knocked unconscious to relax enough for them to pull the fragments out. She finally had one custom made in metal. It was, obviously, very inflexible. She gave it to that uncle after his amputation issue. He lived a very lonely life after that and died in the war. Fighting alongside Mercian."

Cresena looked at Lerian, "Did you know all of this?"

Lerian shook his head, "I never read Mercian's journal; only the new blade wielder. The adults kept a lot of information away until you become an adult. Which obviously had not occurred until recently. Normally your parents provide that information."

Cresena looked at him, "Your sister told me about never exceeding a finger but not why. Until now. How did she get her hand out?"

Vessan rolled her eyes, "I drank a potion which made me ethereal. It was a great thing as my bowels literally exploded on the ethereal plane."

The ladies laughed while Lerian shook his head.

Lerian looked at her, "You lost your shit in the ethereal plane. Good to know."

The ladies laughed at his teasing of Vessan.

---

They stayed, talked, and laughed for several hours. They learned of Millia's lost love; a battle cleric to the Lady of Dreams. The wife left behind who married again a few months ago. Her rough childhood and the loss of her mother and father, both casualties of this war as well.

Millia was intrigued and attracted to them but she wanted to take it slow. At least as slow as time permitted. When Millia had time, she came to the Capital and spent time visiting House Silvertree, looked over the training facilities, and the room Charlus built to work through his aggression.

They spent time sparing using training swords. Millia discovered the hole in their training; fighting dual weapon users were not covered in the Paladin only training environment. Let alone one who moved around as he moved.

They spent evening meals with her at the inn where they drank, ate, and talked. Almost 2 months went by before Millia finally realized she loved being with them. As per her order, her marriage was tied to Lerian.

Millia had her requirement to find another fertile male if she was still fertile. If she became infertile, she could remain in the marriage if Lerian had passed. This test would be done after she delivered any current babies.

---

Lerian was at Silent Falls again. He took a knee as he saw the lady approach. She smiled, "Please rise. I know your dream and what you wish to ask of me. You will find an identical ring on your wife's ring finger to use for the ceremony. I am happy to see you saving one of my paladins.

Just between us. Ginnar's tale was a sad one and I should have done more to try and save her or guide her better. That was what led me to forgive her as I had to forgive myself in not guiding her better in regards to that lover of hers working to undermine the will of the gods.

She died less than 5 years later working as an adventurer; she wanted away from Charlus as he scared the hell out of her. She spent time retraining before she was sent back to have a noble life.

She returned to become one of my Paladins herself. My 'price' on her spirit if you will to 'atone' for her portion of that mess. She died early in this conflict but had a much better and longer life overall. She was infertile and never married. She did not remember Ginnar until after she passed and then she understood duty and reverence to the Gods. Those two are together now.

Ginnar is with us now having passed when Charlus died, we did not bar that entry from his book, but it was a hard lesson for each of us. She helped to save many lives during her atonement. The talk on Ginnar and her lover was for your ears only and not a journal.

Your wish that Millia becomes infertile before you are gone. She will only have so many children. Millia should already be infertile well before then. If she has not, Millia will become infertile so she may remain with your other wife in the marriage.

I know their dreams and they want to ravage each other. She already believes you will be champion based on the skills and observations she has made of you. Millia will be very happy about you becoming champion. She will have one child that is very important to me.

When she seeks her students, she will find 3 and hold a spot open for her own daughter. Millia will become my master trainer as there is much you can do to aid her in the training of her squires. On your wedding night do not forget your first wife. Keep her involved but let her watch when she wants too. Wake and start your day. Your wedding will be in a few days."

Lerian smiled, "Thank you for taking the time to address these concerns for me, Dear Lady. Also for letting me know what happened to Ginnar. She did succeed in shifting the focus."

The Lady of Dreams motioned, "You should return to your planning."

---

They had one of Lerian's cousins to the Lady of Dreams church perform the wedding as her vows were complex. Millia made two requests. She wanted to be ravished by them to know what that was like. The second was to limit the marriage to the 3 of them until they had a good grasp of what worked for them.

They agreed to both requests and with only a few weeks remaining in her timeline to maintain her paladin status they married at House Silvertree estates by the Blade Wielders waterfall.

---

They ate after the ceremony and retired to their room and sealed the door, including sound. He looked at Millia, "This will be different than when Cresena and I did this."

Millia smiled, "How so?"

Lerian smiled, "Because she will be involved and she has toys to add to the mix."

Millia smiled, "Good."

Lerian looked at Cresena, "Give her instructions on doing oral on a male." He stood there while Millia was on her knees with a cock in her hand. Then her lips and mouth for the first time in her life. With the instruction given and while he watched Cresena rubbing all over her back and played with Millia's tits, it did not take long for Lerian to be ready to unload.

Lerian warned her, "What you cannot take give to Cresena or wear it."

She sped up her jacking motion and he unloaded. Into her mouth and then across her tits as Cresena was out of position. He smiled and pointed at the bed, "On the bed. Clean her up lover."

Cresena went to cleaning up her chest when he grabbed Cresena's hips and fucked her fast and hard while she worked at cleaning. He smiled as he got close, "You are about to get your cunt sucked out by a paladin."

Cresena clamped down on him and came hard as the idea turned her on. He rubbed her clit and blasted his seed into her already pregnant womb. He dropped to his knees and attacked Millia's cunt and she wailed out a loud climax and he was all over her clit and ass.

She was quickly silenced when Cresena dropped a thigh on either side and Millia's head and Millia attacked her cunt like a starved wolf. Lerian stood up and grabbed her calves and measured off to find she had no hymen. She was tight and he remembered her saying something about a horse-riding accident. He worked his way down slowly.

He got to the bottom. He took it slow and built up speed on her. He kept going for 45 minutes before launching his first massive load into her cunt. He started up again as Cresena moved off and caught her breath.

Lerian looked at her, "Ok lover, she has one in her and I am starting the second. I will keep going until she says to stop or I hit 7."

Cresena nodded, "7, no backing out now. Millia moaned out as he fucked her faster. She was filled on the fifth one.

Lerian looked at Cresena. "She does not have the capacity to hold any more at the moment. Get down here. I will pull out and you can clean her out some. Then I will give her 2 more into her overstuffed pussy." Cresena came around, Lerian got on top of Millia and folded her over and kissed her long and hard. He lifted his hips up and Cresena got lip-locked on her cunt to empty it out. She sucked it off like his cock.

Millia wailed out and shuttered from the attack. Cresena grabbed his cock and shoved him back into Millia's cunt. He then fucked her fast and hard through 2 more climaxes over the next hour. He pulled out and Cresena was all over her cunt again. Lerian slid up and cradled Millia's head as he slid his cock into her mouth. She sucked on the head and jacked his cock while she snaked a finger into his nether hole.

She backed off when she climaxed and then returned to it. He warned her, "Swallow it all if you can. She held her breath and sucked down wave after wave but it came out from around her lips. He pulled back and put the last of it on her face. He looked at Cresena, "She needs to be cleaned up and her nether hole has to be prepared. When you do the one you know where to put the other one."

He grabbed a tube of lube and tossed it onto the bed.

"I will go and get us some food to snack upon."

He slid on his pants and unsealed the door. He went to the table, "Cheese and fruit tray. Two bottles of wine, a pitcher of mead with glasses and plates for three. It took him two trips getting it to get everything to the room and made it in time to watch Cresena slide both hands into Millia as he sealed the room again. She wailed out long and hard and sprayed the bed and passed out. He lubed up his cock after dropping his pants and stepping out of them.

Lerian sat in the chair, "Give her a moment to recover. Rest your nether hole on here and take it for a ride while I eat." She smiled and came over. She slowly worked his lubed cock into her nether hole. She hit bottom and rocked back and forth for a good 40 minutes. Millia woke and smiled, "She has an unattended pussy for you."

Lerian picked Cresena up and put her cunt over Millia's waiting mouth. Cresena wailed out from the attention.

He then spent 10 minutes pounding the fuck out of her nether-hole. He launched his seed deep into her bowls. She wailed out another climax and tried to squeeze his cock off in her nether hole. He pulled back as Cresena passed out. Lerian moved her off to the side and went to the other end of the bed and bent Millia over it. He lubed up his hands. Lerian worked them both into her and she moaned out and sprayed the side of the bed.

Lerian gave her a few thrusts with his hands. He straightened out his hand and then slid them out as he slid his cock into her ass to the hilt. He whispered to her, "You take that lube now and get both your hands into her. That should wake her up."

Lerian kissed her shoulder as she pulled Cresena into position. "We giving you everything you wanted?"

She nodded. Lerian smiled, "Or was it more you need a good pounding?"

She looked over, "Fucking take me you stud."

He pounded her ass for 2 and a half hours. He was still hard. He looked at Cresena who played with herself and watched the show. He smiled, "Put your strap-on on and we will get you to work."

He stayed in her ass and picked her up and sat down. Cresena came over with her toy and slid into Millia's cunt. Lerian laid her back and held her legs wide. "Fuck her good and hard while kissing her the whole time."

She got into position and he snaked one hand in-between them. He got a nipple from each of them and rubbed them together and pinched them together. He started thrusting from the bottom once Cresena set the pace. He finally unloaded into her bowels again and started to go soft but it did not last. The scene was just too erotic. He rolled them to the side and pulled out of her nether-hole.

He added a few drops of lube and slid back into Cresena's nether hole. He stood on his knees and pounded into both of them. This went on for another half an hour until he slammed forward and shot a massive load of seed into her bowels. She groaned out and shuttered. Lerian pulled her off of Millia and took her to the shower room. Lerian placed her ass over the chamber pot.

He pulled out and let her groan out another climax as she pushed it all out. He moved back into the room. He sat Millia on the portable chamber pot and fed her his cock to clean up. He whispered to her, "Was in both of your nether holes."

She moaned out. He backed away and rubbed her clit fast and hard and she came again while holding onto his shoulders. He stopped long enough to get her some food and wine. She was still on the chamber pot.

She looked at Lerian, "That was incredible."

Lerian smiled, "Not done yet. Tonight, it is mostly about bringing you in and breaking in those tight paladin holes."

She chuckled, "They do not feel so tight at the moment."

Lerian smiled. "We will slow it down for a moment. We have more to go around before getting some sleep. Then we will see if you can walk into the shower without any healing in the morning."

She smiled, "I will take that challenge. It is not out of the room or across a village but a few steps in her shoes."

Lerian walked over and took her dishes. Cresena finished eating. Lerian looked at her, "Lube that up. I am going to lay in the middle of the bed and she is going to ride my cock and your strap-on at the same time. I am going to put one more load into that cunt of hers tonight and you will stay in her nether hole until I do. Then she can spend this night with my cock sheathed in her.

Cresena smiled, "I nearly forgot you did that with me on my wedding night. It was a good way to end the night."

Lerian smiled, "I fucked you nice and slow while you slept on me and gave you another load."

She smiled, "I know you did. I expect you to repeat it for our new lover."

Lerian smiled, "You like sucking on paladin cunt."

Cresena laughed, "Yes."

Lerian looked at Millia, "Being with a woman as good as you hoped for?"

She smiled, "Better with the two of you. I love the taste of her. Even what I licked off you from our nether-holes."

Lerian walked over and picked her up and rolled into bed after Cresena moved the chamber pot out of the way. He slid into her and she curled up on his chest, Cresena slid into her nether hole. She was tired and hugged him tightly.

Lerian chuckled, "Change of plans I see. Try and sleep this way. I will give you the slow fuck you want. Cresena using that toy and your hands wherever you want."

That was what they did. Lerian gave her a slow fuck which came faster than he expected from watching Cresena make love to her at the same time. 45 minutes into it and he unloaded into her again and she moaned out a sleepy climax. Cresena stayed on top while they slept. He awoke several hours later with the 2 of them in the same position but both stared at him.

Lerian smiled, "Good morning."

Millia smiled, "You know you fucked me slowly twice more in your sleep."

Lerian chuckled as Cresena smiled, "He has done that to me many nights. We tried it with him buried in my nether-hole for the evening. One night; I knew it would never happen again. My ass was so sore and full it took everything I had not to shit on the bed, I got onto the portable at the edge of the bed. Two nights from now it's your turn for that."

Millia nodded, "I love you both. I hope I am infertile before you pass on Lerian. That way I can stay with my other lover and not have to remarry. By the way, I have two boys and a girl in me."

Lerian smiled, "Cannot divine classes I know."

She smiled. "The girl is special, she will be a psionic paladin, infertile. Most likely one of the others will train her because I will only be fifteen years into sixty years of training."

Lerian kissed her, "Not what the lady told me. She said you would hold that position for that daughter."

She looked at Lerian and smiled, "Really?"

He nodded, "Yes. As you become her Master Trainer because of the things I have been working to teach you."

Cresena pulled out of her nether hole. Cresena came down and kissed Lerian. Then the ladies kissed each other. He reached over and undid the straps on her toy. He lifted Millia off of his cock and got Cresena onto it. She rode him fast and hard for an hour until he exploded into her.

He smiled, "That is how I have normally started my day. You 2 will have to figure out a new routine. I love you both. I have ravaged you both after marrying you both. I have fertilized children into you both. Now it is time for Millia to walk into the shower."

Cresena smiled, "You know I did not add those nocturnal climaxes to the count. I had 7 more and you had 3. That was 18 and 70. Last night was fun though; helping to be one of the ones to ravage her."

They watched Millia slide onto the chamber pot and relieve herself. She eyed the floor. "My legs do not want to move."

Lerian smiled and walked over. He put her feet on the floor and helped her stand and kissed her. She was very wobbly. She smiled at Lerian, "I loaded all healing spells where I could. Except for the divination.

Which is always loaded being I am a servant of the Lady of Dreams. I knew the two of you loved me that first day. That was why I went to the bar and drank a whole glass before coming back. Someone who could love a paladin so easily."

Lerian smiled, "Descendent of the Mother Paladins and the first Knight Paladin Champion. My family has a healthy respect for them."

They walked to the shower room and started without Millia just getting cleaned up. She made it in 30 minutes. He smiled, "You had 2 of us ravaging you."

Millia smiled, "Give it time and we can decide if another is a wise idea. In no hurry."

Lerian flipped her over and helped to clean her out and put her on the chamber pot.

Lerian smiled, "Heal yourself up and see if my accomplice needs any healing."

Cresena smiled, "It is all you. Throw everything you got on it because you are not leaving this room today. I got one night of bed rest with divine assistance to keep it from being 2."

Lerian smiled, "You need more. I will get my cousin our house cleric. You will not be the first to receive healing after a wedding night."

She laughed and then healed herself up. She still moved slowly but it was a hundred times faster than before.
Cresena and Lerian got dressed in clothes. He pointed at the bed, "I know if you go out you have to be wearing full plate. You crawl back into bed and we will bring you food and a full up healer."

She nodded, "No arguments, my husband."

He smiled, "Given the restriction on your part of this marriage, I like you saying, my husband. When and if you all become infertile switch it to my lovers. It has to be all of you. Agreed ladies?"

They both nodded. He looked at Cresena, "You work on food and I will go track down my cousin in the main house."

She slid under the cleaned blankets as they left. Lerian went for the portal while Cresena went for food. He found his cousin Tril'Rena, "I have a wife in need of your healing hands."

She smiled, "She is a paladin."

He nodded, "She prepared all healing and used it all on herself. She asked us to ravish her in a manner consistent with Cresena's wedding night. No healing conducted until her morning until after she walked into the shower first. She took it all night long. Cresena's is getting food and I am getting you."

She shook her head, "You did not need me for Cresena."

He smiled, "Her tribal healer did it, but she still was on bed rest all of the next day."

She got up and smiled, "Silvertree males finding all these women who want to fuck all night long."

He smiled, "Wedding night. Don't tell me you had a one and done night?"

She sighed, "No, I managed to get 3 out of him but the wife I picked up that night was another matter. She kept me going most of the night. I was happy they let me keep my family name. They enjoyed living here until he passed and she remarried almost a century ago."

He followed behind, "You have not had sex for a hundred years?"

She smiled, "I never said that. After my fourth child, I became infertile. I am seeing a male. We have not married yet because he wants me to take his family name and we are looking for a fertile female to join us."

Lerian nodded, "Talk with my sister. She was scouting out mates for me and I have a feeling it will be a while before we add a third. If we add a third. She had someone for us to meet that we have not pursued at all."

She smiled, "I will see what she says."

They entered the room to see her sitting up and eating with her breasts on prominent display. Both of them had breasts that were slightly bigger than his hands. He enjoyed playing with their erect nipples, which seemed to always be erect like his cock. Lerian stood in the doorway and let her cast her healing into the Paladin.

She looked at her, "The Grand Cleric wishes to see you, just you, tomorrow. Probably in regards to your squires. I informed them of your marriage last night. She was pleased to hear of your marriage and to one of my cousins no less."

She smiled, "Much better now. I enjoyed last night but that is not something to do every night."

Cresena laughed, "He joked once that he knew it would not be every night because I would need 2 days to recover before doing it again."

The ladies laughed. Lerian interjected, "Something for special occasions like our anniversary or one of our birthdays. Else I leave it up to her to say if she wants a repeat, as Cresena did 7 days ago when you said yes to our proposal. She was so worked up she asked me to ravish her again.

I obliged her request as she spent the entire time talking about what she wanted to do with you in our bed. That talk sped things up, as she was very graphic about it all. Everything she requested for the wedding night was done and then some."

Lerian's cousin turned red, "Sounds like I will be seeing the two of you a lot."

Lerian smiled, "2 and now 3 more on the way."

She looked over and sighed, "I know you are one of the candidates. 3 now that your cousin married into another family. With how many children you are having with them I think it will be you."

Lerian smiled, "We will see when the time comes. We have 2 others that have not reached an age to marry. We do not know when the decision will be announced."

She nodded and left the room. He closed the door. He walked over to Millia sitting on the bed. He ate and she mouthed the words without speaking. 'I know.'

She then spoke, "I am proud to be your wife. That you pursued me even though my heart was still broken. It is still sore but you 2 put it back together for me."

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They came to an agreement on a third wife. Playing into the charade. If he became champion, then he would add a third wife then. The next 3 years went by quickly as he spent his days crafting.

He created hundreds of wands, modified one of his rings to act as a ring of returning for his off-hand weapon, and worked a couple of major projects with Kazzara in secret for the Gods. He learned the mythic meta magic expand and added that to his other ring to work five times a day.

He took that ring close to relic status. He finally broke down and worked with his grandmother on Ice reaver. Adding in sundering to the weapon; a draconic enchantment version of sundering.

To try and add that to the Family blade someday. That new blade was close to its maximum enchantment without being a relic. She warned Lerian, "Someday it might gain intelligence and become a relic. The family blade would get jealous of that fact when and if that occurred."

The 3 candidates quickly became 2 when the youngest; a psionic warrior sorcerer entered the war against the advice of family. He joined a strike team headed behind enemy lines to try and get at their leadership. One member of the team returned to report the failure before dying. His will identified his reason for going; he was asexual and knew he was not a candidate for the blade.

War raged for another 3 years beyond that; the other candidate getting married to 2 ladies and had 3 children with 2 more on the way. Lerian and his wives had 10 children with another 4 on the way.

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Juna 2nd 9685

The Lady of Dreams sent the message to all 3 blade wielders. Verinus Silversong, Champion of Vandria Gilmadrith was at the falls. He bowed to her, "I know my time to die has come, and I know my sister is days away from being able to take up the family blade.

I have a request. I feel like being a champion of Vandria Gilmadrith was a handicap in this fighting. Our house does not have gestalts like the other champion. I am making a last request. That my sister marries the next Silvertree Blade wielder.

If he is a champion, all the more reason. If any Moon Blade wielder is to be a champion for the Gods then they should be gestalts as well. I fought long and hard for 12 straight years. We formed a plan and we know it will end in the death of 3 blade wielders."

The Lady of Dreams sighed, "Another may claim the blade before then, he is of the right mind, but not with the right skills for what is to come, but he is a gestalt. I will work to make this happen for you, to see the blade gets to her hand, and for her to marry the coming champion."

He smiled at her, "Thank you." He was gone.

She waited as Corellon Larethian, Aerdrie Faenya, and Charlus showed up. Charlus merely shook his head at her. She knew she put herself into a hole.

Aerdrie Faenya spoke first, "You have overstepped, yet again."

The Lady of Dreams nodded, "I know, and I know it will likely cost me, but it was a dying request that he more than earned."

Corellon Larethian looked at her, "She is one of my clerics and an excellent match for his sword and for Lerian, but you have created a binding oath without consulting the rest of us, her, or Lerian. We will see how Lerian wishes to handle this."

Aerdrie Faenya sighed, "I want this match to occur, but I also want matches lined up for him and other Moon Blade Wielders to get gestalts into their houses. Including the new one that will form, Storm Blade. She would also be an excellent candidate. Some of the others can be done with his children."

Corellon sighed, "Many parts are moving right now, and many traps Lerian could fall into if he is not careful. You made that more challenging, yet again, dear wife. Hopefully, the champion is not too enraged by your actions.

Charlus, if the requested punishment comes into play then you will work that aspect as you levied that requirement on her for her actions. But you are forbidden to speak of that fact with anyone other than those present.

The Champion made a fair point about the gestalts and we do need to adapt them into secondary champions when the time arrives. We will need them in all Moon Blade wielders in the future that is coming."

One by one they disappeared.

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Juna 3rd 9685

Lerian awoke with a stark, sharp burning in his chest. He nearly knocked Cresena out of bed as she had slept on top of him that night. Millia woke and grabbed Cresena's arm as he rolled off the bed clutching at his chest and growled out in pain. They rushed to his side as he sat on the floor and leaned against the wall.

Lerian held his head and then looked at them, "Vessan is dead, the blade is coming home. Along with the Moon Bow blade, and Silversong blade. The champion to Vandria Gilmadrith, Verinus Silversong's death at the hands of another champion. An orog barbarian type."

Cresena asked, "Not a nightmare?"

Lerian shook his head, "The Gods showed me their last few minutes of the battle. They were facing off and had another dragon champion further behind the lines. The losses were too much, they tried to push through our lines. Our people pushed back.

Vessan teleported the champion into the middle of the other horde so that the two champions could face off with the Orog Champion. They took on all comers and a Dragon Champion came to enter the fray. She used magic. She left her blade with the horse. Moonbow wielded hers. The horde turned toward the defense of their champion.

Moonbow was the first to fall and then the other two champions. The explosion killed Vessan and one of the dragon champions of the enemy was kept from fleeing by Vessan's actions. It blew a 2 mile-wide hole into the horde with 3 champions falling. It was 3 elven lives for thousands of the enemy forces.

Hundreds of thousands saved by their sacrifice. It was an honorable death. They wanted me to know for the journal. She had fought on those lines for almost 10 years. They routed the horde back. The war will be over in weeks if not days. I am the champion now."

He showered really quick. All the while the ladies tried unsuccessfully to calm him down. He dressed and studied while they got dressed quickly. Millia stopping to pray. She stood as he got his weapons belt on. There was a knock on the door and Cresena answered it.

Kazzara stood there crying, "You are wanted at the palace. You and the current four eligible youngest are to attend the reading of your sister's will. She fell on the field. I do not have details."

Lerian nodded, "I know. I saw it. Three Moon Blades are coming back. The other champion is dead, as is Brenna. They died fighting side-by-side. She kept another champion from fleeing the blast. She ensured 2 enemy champions fell in the destruction."

She looked at Lerian, "How did she keep him from fleeing?"

He smiled, "Dimensional anchor to keep him from teleporting away and a wall of force to keep the dragon champion from flying away. She placed it above him about fifteen feet. He flew right into it and fell on top of the dead orog champion. They exploded together. 3 champions fell in that fight. She knew the cost. She also knew that it would save thousands. They showed me so I could add her achievement to the journal."

He walked out and saddled up his horse. He looked at his wives, "I will return soon. Look after the children and your charges."

They both hugged him which he returned eagerly. He mounted up and met the elders and the other 3 candidates. Two who were older but because of the deaths and marriages they were still a part of the youngest four. They rode out together. Nobody was in a hurry.

Zintra'Drakon thought to Lerian, "My time to return to the herd is today as well. I will ensure you get a fine stallion to carry you forward in your recovery from this grief."

He thought back, "Thank you, my friend. The other mares in the field will be getting a Regal Knight back. The one who carried and watched over the champion of Corellon Larethian as he becomes known today."

He heard back, "I know. I have heard enough over the years to know you have a significant destiny to pursue."

They rode the rest of the way in silence. The Silvertree family was the last of the 3 to be seen from the blade wielders. The Silversong blade came out in the hands of Ginnarald Silversong. The families first and only gestalt, a Blade Singer Bard. They nodded to them as they passed and they returned it. The Moon Bow Moon Blade wielder came out and stopped and looked at them.

Thinus Moon Bow sighed, "They knew they would die soon when they picked up the blade. You will know more once your blade wielder is revealed."

Lerian nodded to the Knight Paladin who married just a few days before. He knew because she was a snow-elf from the same tribe as his wife, who worked at the same inn even. They attended the wedding. Lerian spoke to ensure that his wife got the Moon Bow name. The fact that champions had come to Moon Blade wielders in many houses.

That they could not deny the Gods' candidates from becoming a champion. They listened and the marriage was blessed. They had no gestalts. He did get an exception for those with any arcane talent to go to the Academy, they were still unprepared in working to deal with significant arcane talent returning.

Those with warrior skills suited to the tribe would be brought to the tribe. Now he held the family blade. Lerian stood and hugged the man. Lerian whispered to him, "We all lost something today but they saved many. More than we will ever know. They fulfilled a greater destiny."

He whispered back, "Something tells me that blade is going into your hands. I will wait in the throne room as the King has asked us to do."

They departed while the Silvertree family walked into the room. The King was beside himself. He looked at them, "I keep these times informal. Please take a seat. I never expected to have 3 blade wielders die at once. Two of whom took up the blade only 9 years ago."

He cracked the seal on the will and notice Learian remained standing. He chuckled, "The Moon Bow blade wielders will start the same way. I should not be surprised as they were married."

He rolled it out and read it. "When this is read, I am obviously dead. I knew when I took up the blade, I was shortening my life significantly. The gods will reward this sacrifice. The four youngest are assembled. However, there is only one to wield the blade.

My brother and Champion to Corellon Larethian, Lerian Silvertree. My entire estate goes to him."

The King paused and looked at Lerian, "You are the Champion to Corellon Larethian?"

Lerian nodded, "As of this morning when I came close to tossing one of my wives out of my bed as my Holy Symbol activated. I knew it would happen eventually. I put the pieces together years ago but they waited for this event. They waited until this day to put me on the field."

Lerian grabbed the sheath and drew the blade. He felt it going into his mind but did not fight it and within seconds it was over. He watched as the blade's runes lit up. What should have been four became eight. This was not lost on those in attendance. The sword responded, "I find you more than worthy Lerian Silvertree, Champion of Corellon Larethian. I am Varus'Nor.

I have the following abilities locked in. Intelligence and telepathic that have no rune. Moon Fire, summon to either hand, and the god ability Built into the blade with each having a rune. Immunity to mind control. Dragon vision, Divine non-detection, and disease immunity. Danger telepathic warning was added by your sister. Your sister was selfless. She did not want me and she was not a match in her marriage and infertility.

But the gods insisted. Now I know why. She gave up five hundred years of her life to save a quarter of a million elves and restore 5 of my abilities for future generations of Blade Wielders. The same deal was struck for the Moon Bow blade but I do not know its abilities.

The gods have just finished informing me. She and her lover passed on but they each left a lot of themselves behind to recover power for the blades, power to protect the future wielders. Truly a selfless act."

The King looked at Lerian, "The Moon Bow Blade did the same thing!"

Lerian looked at the King and with a disembodied voice told him, "The fact that additional runes were added does not leave this room. They were added as part of a bargain that you cannot discuss. They gave up hundreds of years of their own lives to save a quarter of a million elven lives. They sacrificed much of their spirits to active lost abilities.

The Gods could not force them to take up the blade as non-champions and they asked for this concession. The ability to restore several of the abilities lost from being sundered. A lot of their spirit lives on in each of these 2 weapons.

Not enough to interfere with the blades ability to judge future wielders. Neither of them was a valid candidate for the blade. Because of their relationship and fertility, they knew they would never rear children.

The loss of the last champion came well before the other blade wielders were of age to assume the blade. Based upon the wills of the blade wielders changing to reflect that they had to be adults to take up the blade.

There may be exceptions in the future but they will be rare as we have seen the folly of them not being listened to by the rulers of the day when they are not adults. You can tell the court that the sacrifice of the 3 wielders killed thousands of the enemy, including 2 enemy champions, and that saved thousands of elves from dying on the field.

The 3 of them are heroes to the elven people. The champion needs to take the other 2 wielders back to the field. Boost the morale of the troops. This war will end in weeks if not days when this occurs. This is my direction. The direction of Corellon Larethian."

Lerian regained control of himself and looked at the King, "We have work to do, Your Majesty. I was left with questions to ask the head of your army about. I will know more once I speak with him."

The King nodded, "Head for the throne room. I need a moment to collect my thoughts."

Lerian bowed to him and they left the room. The other candidate hugged him. His younger cousin was last, "I was hoping it would be you instead of me. To the others, we knew of four candidates. One married out and one died in the field. That left him and I. I am training Blade Singers for the future.

Him being named to the blade was expected. Named Champion at the same time was a possibility, but never guaranteed. The mystery around Vessan and her wife will remain that. A mystery except to the families."

Lerian gave him a hug, "I knew for a long time. I was not allowed to say."

He smiled, "Gave you time to prepare. That is why you have been spending time enchanting."

Lerian nodded, "Yes."

Lerian thought, "Varus'Nor, I added draconic sundering to my other blade. That way you may carry that ability into the future. Set that as my option for you for now."

He heard back, "You build a weapon like the one that destroyed me to give me the power to destroy them next time. I thank you for the gift. I feel the power of that blade. Given your fighting style, I will endure the power of that blade for now."

Lerian smiled and thought back to him, "I was warned if it gained sentience you might get jealous of the weapon. Please remember it is my off-hand weapon. While it destroys weapons, you will be destroying our enemy and protecting me. You lost a lot when you got sundered. This weapon helps to offset that loss while you regain power."
They walked into the throne room and the King came in 10 minutes later. He called out, "New blade wielders please step forward and take a knee."

The three of them walked forward. They got in line based upon who activated first. The King walked down the line. "I Knight you Champion of the elven people, Sir Silversong." He repeated it for Moon Bow.

He got in front of Lerian, "Duke Silvertree, I Knight you as Knight Champion of Corellon Larethian and the elven people. I also conscript you in as a general for the military. I conscript the other two blade wielders as commanders working for Duke Silvertree."

He looked around, "Much was revealed about the loss of these three wielders. There remain questions that still need to be answered. As such these 3 will head to the front following this meeting. To show the troops that the blades are in the hands of Knights again. That a Champion had been put back onto the field.

The loss of the 3 previous wielders killed thousands of the enemy, including 2 enemy champions. While saving thousands, if not hundreds of thousands, of our people from death with a protracted, and prolonged war. As such I am declaring them heroes of the Eleven people.

I am awarding them all medals for heroism. Given to their estates. I am also awarding the Silverleaf Medal of a lifetime of service to Verinus Silversong, Champion of Vandria Gilmadrith.

Being a Champion of Vandria Gilmadrith leads to a short life. He fought and repelled many attacks in the 12 years he spent on the field as one of my generals. Please rise Knights so the court may welcome you."

They all stood to a round of applause. The court seemed happy to hear the Gods put another champion on the field to end this war. The King sat down. "Continue with your works Knights."

They bowed to the King and walked back to their families. The other 2 came over and looked at him. Moon Bow shook his head, "You probably know more than I will ever know."

Lerian looked at him, "It was an honorable way to go and my sister and your sister died the way they wanted. Side-by-side in a battle that made a major difference. Watching the back of the champion on the field. They helped to make sure that enemy champions did not escape the area. They took out 2 enemy champions including one dragon champion. We got work to do."

A page walked over and gave them their paperwork including their orders. Lerian's simply said, "Follow the Gods' direction and keep me informed."

Lerian chuckled and showed it to the other two. They had orders to, "Watch the champions back and follow his direction."

They walked out together and mounted up and rode out to the main gate.

Moonbow took them to the South end of Quatarsia. Lerian held up a hand, "Hold a minute. Find my new mount, my friend."

He heard back, "He is eager and on his way."

They watched as a fast and nimble horse came running up the road toward them and came to a stop. A shadow steed but very dark. He had a pair of white crescent moons in the center of his forehead. Lerian looked at him, "Drakon'Sira, Knight of Dreams."

Lerian heard back, "I like the name, in honor of the Lady."

Lerian smiled, "Yes in honor of the Lady."

He moved his saddle and bridle onto his new mount and his old stallion ran to the herd. Lerian looked at him, "He is headed off to stud."

Lerian heard back, "He has several months before that happens. I fucked them all as the head of the heard."

Lerian laughed. "I got the new head of the herd."

Moonbow nodded, "My mare knows it. She said as soon as I am out of the saddle, he is going to fuck them all while we are off talking or whatever."

Lerian mounted up, "We need to find the general in charge. Best speed."

They rode fast and hard across the land bridge to the south and to the fort on the other side. Two guards upfront held up hands, "You need to go through your chain of command."

Lerian smiled, "I already have and these 2, they work for me."

Lerian handed him his papers and he looked up and then at his stallion. He nodded, "This way General Silvertree."

The other guard snapped to attention as they rode inside. He looked at the men in the courtyard. "Where is the commanding general?"

He pointed to a second-floor corner. They dismounted and Drakon'Sia went to mounting the mares as promised. Lerian looked at the man, "That is the new head of the herd. If he wants to fuck every mare in here, he will do so."

The man looked at Lerian, "Who are you?"

Lerian moved his cloak back and the other two did as well. He saw the three Moon Blades, "Understood."

They walked upstairs. There was a guard in front of the door. "He is in a staff meeting."

Lerian nodded and handed him his papers, "I am a part of the staff."

He looked at Lerian and opened the door. General Strong Oak was irate, "I cannot believe we lost 3 Moon Blade wielders in one unauthorized strike!"

Lerian looked at General Strong Oak, "Authorized by the Gods, General."

Lerian tossed his papers on the desk as he looked over the three new wielders. He read his paper, "Champion of Corellon Larethian?!"

Lerian nodded, "Take it on faith when I say they died from orders from a higher power than you, cousin. They have all been recognized as heroes of the elven people and the fallen champion received the Silverleaf medal as well. Did you read the last page concerning my orders?"

He flipped to the last page and then handed his papers back. "What did you need to know."

Lerian walked around the room, "You have been the general through how many conflicts?"

He looked at Lerian, "Every 60 years or so for the last 400 years."

Lerian nodded, "Anything unusual with this engagement that you have not seen in past battles?"

He looked at Lerian, "One thing. They have shown more reverence to their dead pulling them and in some cases ours off the field."

Lerian looked at him, "This entire conflict?"

He nodded, "The last 7 years of it anyway."

Lerian nodded, "Was this noted?"

He sighed, "I put it in a report 7 years ago and have referenced the fact that they have continued to do so."

Lerian sighed, "Where is the dragon general and field marshal?"

He looked at Lerian, "He is with one of the champions. The other dragon champion was the Copper Dragon. He fought, died, and exploded further behind enemy lines fighting another Dragon champion. The one to Bahamut, a Silver Dragon, returned to the Dragon Capital to tend to her injuries and report in. She has been in and out in this conflict with a second dragon champion on the field."

Lerian looked at him, "I need someone to teleport us to the dragon capital and for you to contact them. Let them know we are coming and to cooperate as much as they are allowed to with a General of the Elven army. That is also the champion of Corellon Larethian."

He nodded, "I will get one of my wizards down to you."

Lerian walked out and Silversong asked, "The bodies are important?"

Lerian nodded, "That should have stuck out as signs for necromancy. An undead army being built."

He sighed and shook his head as they gathered and got on their horses after Drakon'Sia returned from the stable area. Lerian looked at him, "Get them all."

Lerian heard, "Some are with foal already but I got the few who were not. Mostly stallions here."

Lerian smiled and mounted up. The wizard came down and teleported them to the Dragon Capital entrance. Lerian looked at him, "We can get back, just needed the new location. He nodded and teleported away."

Lerian rode up to the guard, "I need to see your champion, your General the Field Marshal, and your Overwatch system."

He looked at Lerian, "I do not know if they will give you access to Overwatch."

Lerian looked at him, "Note the last name. My family put it back online for you. I know enough about it that would make them cringe. I need them to do some targeted searches with your General and champion present. May we move on and you can pass my request forward; time is lives."

He nodded and handed Lerian his papers back. They opened the gate.

Lerian called out, "Best speed!"

They rode to the palace and they had an escort waiting. They were taken into the council chambers. Lerian sighed as they waited. They flew in a few minutes later throwing rocks everywhere. The one in the center was a Silver Dragon today. He called out, "Why do you want access to our Overwatch?"

Lerian looked at him, "You wish for me to discuss your Overwatch capabilities to everyone here, Your Majesty?"

He looked at Lerian, "Just answer my question."

Lerian nodded, "Your system has the ability to pull up centuries of magical signals and auras. You can analyze trends that the elven system does not have by design. In this case, I need to know what has been done regarding the field reports from the front?

The entry in regards to the enemy pulling bodies from the field? If there is an increase in necromancy activity? If so, where? They could be building an undead army. Has Null entered the field, your Majesty?"

He looked at Lerian, "How do you know of our capabilities?"

Lerian smiled, "General Silvertree, Knight Champion of Corellon Larethian, your Majesty. Also a Duke. Did they not tell you who was coming?"

He sighed, "They told us Duke Silvertree."

Lerian nodded, "I inherited the title with the blade. Assumed just hours ago and am following my orders."

Lerian stuck out his hand with the tube and they reached across and took it. He switched to an elven male form in full plate. He looked through and read his orders and nodded. He handed Lerian his tube back. He looked at Lerian, "Your Gods tell you of this capability?"

Lerian shook his head, "No, but I am an enchanter with access to draconic mythic spells. I have spent the last 9 years enchanting and I can read what your system can do. There are also references in the blade wielders journal about expanded capabilities the elves do not need.

The dragons should have Overwatch of those abilities. I want to know if you have been looking over this anomaly in this engagement. Considering they normally leave the dead to burn or rot. Unless it is some general, they wish to venerate, Your Majesty."

He nodded, "Our general and intelligence officer would have the answer to that question. Guards! Take them to the command center in Overwatch."

Lerian bowed to him as did the others. They followed the guard into an area that was heavily guarded. It took an hour to get through all of the security to get into the Overwatch room. They had an 'elf' that looked like a general. He looked at Lerian, "I am the field marshal in this campaign."

Lerian nodded, "I am the new champion of Corellon Larethian who was sent with questions from my God that your system or people can answer. Regardless this was the place to come. General Strong Oak at the fort has reported for the last 7 years that the enemy has been collecting dead off the field.

Where are those bodies going and have you been tracking the enemies' path into the area? Where have the bodies been going back too? Are they building an undead army to throw against us? As Null has yet to enter the field, I am willing to bet a million gold pieces we have a Draco-lich out there."

He looked at Lerian, "What would make you say that?"

Lerian sighed, "Null became interested in us for blocking his people's progress on Draco-liches. Yet he has not sent a champion for the last 8 conflicts. What have his people been up to during that time? The reference in the blade wielders journal called out the tools were gone. Because there was no place on this earth to keep them safe.

Charlus destroyed a relic and set it back to the hells for a thousand years. Gods can track their relics. If he discovered the location of the relics they used before? HIS relics, then it is highly probable they have been making a Draco-lich or 12.

A sure sign of this is if we are picking up an increase in necromancy activity behind the enemy lines. Could we just perform the scan and pull up the data along the hordes' travel paths? If any site shows necromancy or massive numbers of teleports out of the area to move bodies, if so to where?"

He walked over and talked to someone who worked 3 different consoles and the General looked over the data.

He walked back to them, "We see signs of necromancy about a hundred miles from the front. There has been a plethora of teleportation activity to 6 different areas of the world. They have areas nearby that are shielded from scrying. I have set watchpoints on those 6 areas."

Lerian nodded, "They needed dwarven and elven body parts. I am guessing here but the one a hundred miles out is for their dead. While the circles are our dead, they pulled off the field. Some of whom may have been alive enough to work this ritual with.

Add in you had a gold dragon who escaped that was rogue. His work on Draco-lich experiments here leads me to believe he did not leave empty-handed. The captured intelligence on the process of doing this change. Do you still have it or did he leave with it?"

He looked at Lerian, "That is a question from the council."

Lerian nodded, "Contact them please and ask the question. Are you planning a strike on this facility where they are generating undead? Also, the likely location for Null's champion and the drow champion who have yet to show in this conflict."

He walked off into a back office. An hour later and he came back, "I have been told it is too early to tell about this facility and anything to do with the creation of Draco-liches is dragon business."

Lerian nodded, "Activate your crystal to the Elven King, please. We need to follow my orders and keep him informed about my activities."

He sighed and King Goldeagle answered, "I am secure."

Lerian smiled, "Your Majesty, Duke Silvertree. I am with the Field Marshal. I asked my questions regarding unusual activity in this conflict. The enemy has been pulling bodes off the field for the last 7 years. That information was forwarded in the reports but appears to not have been followed up upon.

They were pulling more than their own off the field. They pulled some of our dead off of the field, or near dead we do not know. What we do know. There is an increase in necromancy activity a hundred miles behind the enemy lines. No plan to strike at this time.

We also know that there has been heavy teleportation activity between that location and 6 other locations. I asked about the rogue gold dragon who was involved in Draco-lich activities. If he took their confiscated intelligence on the process by which they created Draco-liches with him when they left.

Those 6 locations that go out have areas that are shielded from scrying. I have been told all business in regards to Draco-liches is dragon business. I disagree with that answer. The one was taken down over the lava field by Jazzia to stop the advance on the dwarves when they had to flee their homeland.

The eclipse war where the Metallic Dragons attempted to flee the area instead of engaging. It was Mercian who took out the 3 dragon champions that appeared on the field. They appeared out of drow lands. No drow champion and no Null champion yet and we have necromancy activity we are not acting upon the information.

Then there was Eldar who dealt with the ancient relics and the tomes went to the dragons from the lich who used the Eternal Forge, which was Knights activity that Eldar coordinated. As those rituals involve the sacrificing of our people and the dwarven people the argument they are making is flawed.

I think it is time to have a conclave to discuss what is and is not 'Dragon business.' We need to strike that site right fucking now, Your Majesty. Remember we were told weeks or days. If we want it to be days, we have to be bold and hit them while they are reeling.

Take out any undead now before they send them to the front lines in waves. Those areas are not shielded for necromancy. We have not extended our Overwatch or defensive structures to accommodate our human allies' new location or our own expansion efforts. We have a lot to discuss, your Majesty."

The King sighed, "Field Marshal, anything he said inaccurate?"

He looked at the crystal, "He does not know if we have been tracking this previously or not, your Majesty. I cannot speak to Knight's history, the council could. The rest is accurate."

Lerian looked at the Field Marshal, "I will ask then, were you tracking this previously and if so when were you going to inform your allies about this threat?"

The Field Marshal just realized Lerian put him into a trap. He sighed, "We had not been looking for that trend."

Lerian looked at him, "Then what I said about our dead or near dead was accurate."

He nodded, "Yes."

Lerian heard the King Goldeagle kind of growl out, "I want a meeting in the war room with the heads of the Alliance military Command Generals. Also, a representative from each government that can make decisions. I encourage all champions we have in this conflict to join this as well. I want them here in 2 hours."

Lerian walked away and mounted up, "See you at this meeting."

He nodded. Lerian called out, "Best Speed."

They took off out of there and Moon Bow rode up next to Lerian, "If I said lost 200 years what would you say?"

Lerian nodded, "500."

He sighed and nodded, "I heard what was told to us all. Our family was present at the palace, they all heard it. While you were in the room."

Lerian nodded, "Good, then there is nothing more to say on that is there."

He nodded and they got to the front gate. Silversong teleported them to the main gate of the Elven Capital. They rode to the Palace at a double-time pace. They arrived just as the King had returned to his throne. There was no line so Lerian approached.

Lerian bowed, "Your Majesty, in order to comply with your orders getting a communication crystal with you would help. Also, one to the elven and alliance Overwatch. It would be helpful. Access to the Alliance Overwatch would be welcomed as well. I do own those systems."

The King nodded, "Here is an orange crystal to me. I will get with the commander in charge of those systems to get you what you need. You know where the war room is located?"

Lerian nodded, "Yes, your Majesty we were heading there next."

He looked over, "You are bringing them along?"

Lerian smiled, "Their orders were to follow my directions and watch my back, your Majesty. As such, I want them watching my back as this may become more confrontational."

The King chuckled and nodded. Lerian bowed and left him to deal with the 2 nobles who came in as they headed to the fourth floor.

Lerian looked at them as he searched for and found the entrance to the room. Made easier by the location of the uplink crystals. General Strong Oak who they had spoken with earlier was already present. He looked at Lerian, "How did you get in here?"

Lerian smiled, "Seal portal." The portal closed.

Lerian looked at him, "This shelter, just like all of your defense system shelters on the south end of the kingdom, were linked to this sword.

While the ones on the northern border were linked to the Moon Ray Moon Blade. They were built and tied to the wielder of the blade. Unseal portal. Open portal. The King looked at Lerian, "Can I have access to my War Room?"

Lerian smiled, "Yes, your Majesty. I was just giving the general here a better understanding of what this blade is capable of doing with the secure shelters here and to the south."

He nodded, "Your sister did as well. Jazzia and those who followed tied the ownership to the holder of the blade. It does serve a practical use."

Lerian nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty. I was unsure if that was still the case after the sundering. I have not seen my sister's journals as of yet."
King Goldeagle nodded, "She checked into that and they are still tied together."

Lerian thought, "Varus'Nor, why does that still work?"

He heard back, "Those spirit fragments still remain, they are just no longer tied to a rune. Those four remained behind but not the others. Now I understand why. She kept Jazzia's gift to the sword. Jazzia's fragment had been bound with hers on that rune. Same for the other recovered abilities. I think that is how they lessened how much she left behind."

The others arrived and Lerian let the Dragon Field Marshal explain what he had already stated. The member of the council of metallic dragons looked over, "We do not have enough information on the situation."

Lerian looked at him, "Could you explain what information is missing to allow a strike to occur? In your eyes anyway."

He looked at Lerian, "We do not know the source of power they are using. The entity behind the creation."

Lerian nodded, "Would a strike not answer those questions? You sent a strike team against necromancers before and captured a storm giant relic and killed off all of the necromancers. How does this differ? We were at war with storm giant flying mountains that tried to take us out during that encounter."

He looked at Lerian, "We are more cautious now."

Lerian smiled, "You are more cautious because the 'source' could be a Draco-lich. You want to keep us in the dark if the rogue gold dragon is involved."

He looked at Lerian, "I did not say that."

Lerian looked at him, "You did not flat out deny it either. Did the rogue gold dragon take material on creating a Draco-lich when he left?"

He looked at Lerian, "That is a dragon business."

Lerian looked at him, "No it is not. Some of the information you held was captured through Knights' activity. As such with the Alliance being the foundation by which the Knights were restored. You have a responsibility to tell us if this information has been stolen.

It involves the sacrificing of dwarves and elves in the experiments and this was kept from us previously. That information and the process resides in those documents. If you lost that data you were supposed to be safeguarding it affects us all; not just dragons."

He looked at Lerian, "I disagree. Dragon business."

Lerian looked at King Goldeagle, "If the Dragon Field Marshal refuses to address the problem then I say we go it alone. Send in elven strike teams and gather what intelligence we can from the site, including anything on Draco-liches and maintain it ourselves away from Dragon oversight as they refuse to cooperate."

The council representative looked at Lerian, "In times of war all military operations are conducted through the sitting Field Marshall!"

Lerian looked across, "Your Majesty, we have a few options here. Do nothing as the dragons have done in this regard, remove the Field Marshal which would be disruptive with the war still going, regardless of his failure to act or inform you of this trend. Else give me a mercenary charter. I will do this outside of military authority with my own strike team instead; reinstitute the Shadow Riders to do what the dragons refuse to do."

The dragon council member looked at Lerian, "You cannot do that!"

Lerian glared at him, "I answer to the Gods, not you! Where is your champion on this issue? She was encouraged to attend. I am betting she would agree that striking this target needs to be done!"

The representative jumped up, "She chose not to come. It was not required!"

Lerian looked over at the King, "Your Majesty, make it required so we can get an answer to that question. If he doubts the word of our God maybe the words of his God should be heard in the matter. If she is even aware of this meeting and what it is about? I somehow doubt they informed her before sending this representative to try and stonewall our investigation into this lack of openness we are getting from them."

The representative stepped out of the room with a crystal and across to the other end. Lerian could hear his conversation clear as day. "This fucking Silvertree is wanting to take a mercenary company against the target if we do not strike! He wants our champion's input. They cannot tell one of us from another. Send someone to act as the champion."

Lerian heard a response, "You think that would work?"

He sighed, "It will buy us time to figure out how best to handle this situation."

Lerian heard a sigh from the other end, "I do not like misleading an ally."

Lerian heard the representative respond. "It is either that or we tell them what we know."

He heard a sigh, "I will decide shortly. The champion is here now. She believes we should just tell them. I will contact you back in 2 minutes."

He came walking back in Lerian, looked over, and shouted, "SEAL PORTAL!"

The King looked at Lerian, "What are you doing?"

Lerian looked at the Dragon representative. "Every now and then a God grants certain gifts. Like the ability to shoot an elk in the dark through the heart at 120 feet or hear the heartbeat of a child in the womb. I heard your entire conversation. I can tell a true champion from a fake one.

He is contacting you back in just a minute. You might as well tell him to send the real champion with the information you do not wish us to know. Trying to delay us will not work. Your contact on the other end said he did not like 'misleading an ally.' I say you don't do it! Else I will ask if you are an enemy of our God and act accordingly!

Your suggestion to try and fool us does not bode well for your participation in this discussion and is one false step that could lead to the recommended removal of your Field Marshal if you continue this course! Unseal portal. You can answer your crystal in here and tell him I heard the entire exchange. Else you can go out there and play at damage control as a diplomat would with your own kind."

He walked out and answered, "The Silvertree who says he is a champion said he heard our entire conversation."

The voice on the other side chuckled, "Then assume he is the champion. It does not matter. I am sending our champion. Stand down."

Lerian looked at King Goldeagle, "He has been ordered to stand down, your Majesty. They are sending their champion."

He came back in, "Our champion is coming to address the issue."

King Goldeagle looked at him, "You were ordered to stand down."

He looked at Lerian and sighed, "Yes."

20 minutes later and 3 more arrived. Lerian looked over, "Do not identify which of you is the champion. I wish to show your 'representative' something. Your draconic non-detection aura which you can raise and lower would allow me to see which of you is the champion. But there is another way."

Lerian walked up and hugged the first one and then the second. The high-pitched squeal kicked off. Lerian backed up, "Hello champion."

She smiled, "I do not see an aura on you." Lerian dropped his non-detection and then turned it back on. "You have a high non-detection on."

Lerian nodded. "Divine non-detection, given after one of the previous champions was hunted for 3 years BEFORE he became an adult by a demonic godlike entity."

The silver champion nodded, "He is a champion."

Lerian looked over at the representative, "Assume if a Silvertree tells you they are a champion that they are. We don't want that kind of attention unless it is true. That is your best course of action. You can always ask to see their holy symbol."

Lerian pulled off the top of his armor and the symbol glowed like moonlight."

He sighed and nodded. Lerian put his armor back on. Lerian looked over, "None of this dragon business shit he has been throwing around. What is going on?"

She looked over, "Our Overwatch system has picked up at least two possibly more large necromancy symbols that could indicate a Draco-lich. They were not anywhere near the battlefield.

They were not considered relevant to the current battle until you came in asking questions. They are concerned if we attack that location, we will have a battle with a Draco-lich on our hands. Worse case. Best case they just know we can see them."

Lerian sighed and looked at the champion, "Overwatch and its capabilities are known to them. Your Rouge gold dragons were informed that we could repair their Overwatch system or build our own before we found out they turned.

It is safe to assume they know you can see them and just do not fucking care. That is why they have scrying being blocked. That location near us is a threat to our current war and needs to be attacked."

She nodded, "I agree with you."

Lerian looked at him, "I never asked for the distant end coordinates to these teleporter sites or areas of non-detection. I did not ask about necromancy signatures there. I asked about the champion for Null and that facility. Both of those are Alliance concerns. You going after Draco-liches is dragon business if you choose to make it dragon business.

They show up here it is Alliance business and expects us to ask WHERE IN THE FUCK it came from at that point as it is now a threat to us. I will say this revelation bodes well for another attack in 30 years. When they have more necromancers trained to raise up undead.

With the bodies they have been pulling back for years they will have a living, an undead, and newly dead set of armies. Ready to step onto the field. When our army routes them back they need to pursue. Give them no room to breathe. We can teleport fresh troops forward to keep the pressure on. This will force a confrontation or buy us more time. Possibly both. Did the gold dragon escape with information on creating Draco-liches?"

She nodded, "All of it including the personal journals of Lord Regal which had information about where the relics went."

Lerian looked over, "Any more objections to this strike? If not, the Field Marshal has plans to do and I have a bed to go and find."

This got a few chuckles. The King looked at Lerian, "Thank you for the demonstration on how a champion can identify one another. We have this covered. Did you wish to be a part of this strike?"

Lerian looked at him, "I would expect it, but that depends on the plan. I would hope we would have Elven War Horses and dragon riders in this assault. That teleport blocker relic would be a nice addition to any plan. Just contact my house when you are ready, Your Majesty."

He nodded as Lerian bowed to them. Lerian walked out with the other two blade wielders following and they smiled at him. They got out in the hall and Moon Bow looked at Lerian, "You had that council member squirming."

Lerian nodded, "What they get for sending a copper to represent them."

He chuckled. Lerian looked at the guys, "Meet me at House Silvertree in the morning. I will let the guards know to expect you."

They nodded. They mounted up and he teleported them to the palace gate. Lerian rode off to House Silvertree as they each went their own way.

Lerian pulled up to the guard, "It is Duke Silvertree now. I have House Moon Bow and Silversong Moon Blade wielders coming in the morning. Please have the guards contact me when they arrive. They are allowed on the grounds, not in the house yet. I got to get things in line with the Patron first."

He nodded and called in for them to open the doors. Lerian rode inside and through the door. He walked over to the library, "Set access to myself, the Patron, Kazzara, Melody, Cresena, and Millia Silvertree."

Lerian had a crowd forming in the main house. He walked over and picked up the box of personal items from his sister, "Long day. The fort at the front, Dragon Kingdom, and then back to the Palace. I will work on shuffling a few rooms. I will get my wives' charges to move into this wing and training out of the training wing.

Make it easier for her to adjust with the children. I have no big plans for forcing any other changes. The patron still has their job to do and I have one with the military now.

I have house Silversong and Moon Bow who will be visiting on occasion, as their Moon Blade wielders are assigned to me. This is Drakon'Sia my new stallion and the head of the herd. If you see him fucking mares it is to be expected."

They chuckled. He looked around, "I have more questions than answers at this point. If you want to write them down and consolidate them, I will try and figure out which ones I have answers for and which ones I need to make something up for."

They chuckled. Lerian walked into the Blade Singer Quarters with his horse. He set the box on the table and took his horse into the back and unsaddled him.

He looked at him as he walked over and opened the pasture, "Keep pasture open. The mares and foals are out this way. The unseen servants will provide food automatically, including apples to the horses in there.

I could not get them to respond to psionic communication but got them scheduled to just do it. All of the mares are carrying at the moment but if you want to spend time with them that is fine."

He went into the pasture and joined the mares. Lerian walked into the dining area.

Lerian had 2 wives and 2 grandmothers waiting on him. He held out his arms and got hugged, He thought, "Set my wives and grandmothers on the list not to harm. As well as any of my children."

He heard back, "Set, my champion. You did well with the dragons."

Lerian looked at them and Melody looked at him, "We swapped rooms around. The other candidate came back and moved into another section as did several others. Making room for your growing family."

Lerian nodded, "I want you to move your charges in over on this side Millia. When you are doing academic stuff, you are fine here. I added both my wives to the library access list. You ladies are still in place as is the patron. I need to go through her personal effects and look through her journal. Are we the only ones here at the moment?"

She nodded, "They wanted to give you the night to set your changes."

Lerian looked at his wives, "500 years of her life. She sacrificed it to restore additional abilities back to the blade. She saved over a quarter of a million elves. She knew the blade would go into my hands. I was called out directly in the will.

I need to adjust my gear around some but I am mostly set correctly. Once I put on the armor of the champion in the morning. I have to go back to the Palace and probably the front tomorrow. We will see what they come up with for an attack plan.

I will eat in the room tonight reading through this. The Gods have restricted that knowledge but they let me tell you about it because of our open and honest relationship."

Lerian picked up the box and took it to the room. He sealed the door and recovered the blade wielders journal and then unsealed it.

He opened the door and Cresena looked at him, "You locked us out."

Lerian smiled, "There is a secret compartment in the room. The blade wielders journal was stored in that location. The blade leads you to it in one of the shelters. It is one of those things that cannot be revealed. Cannot be accessed without the blade."

Cresena nodded. He went back to leaving the door open. He ate and read through Vessan's journal. Some she wrote directly to him. She loved her wife and she loved Lerian. She was happy he went with her choices for wives.

Vessan did set up the third candidate to the former house cleric who married out. She had several major battles and quite a few commendations than she held back on him knowing about until now. She died as a general and when approached about the dreams of a fight by the other champion against an orog champion with her and her wife watching his back; she knew the day had come.

She reminded him she lived a full life, just not a long life. It took him less than 2 hours to add her accomplishments to the journal. He added in what it was shown of her final battle to the journal as well. That took an hour by itself as he went into great detail. He searched through her personal gear and most everything was destroyed by the blast.

She set nothing up for a funeral because she said it was unlikely a body would be recovered. She was right. He stripped down and slid into bed. He was out before the wives came in. He was at the falls and he saw Vessan. He sat down at the water's edge.

She looked at Lerian, "I hope you're not mad at me."

Lerian shook his head, "No, you made a bargain to get something back to the sword for future generations. I respect the decision and bargain you made."

She smiled, "Yes, but there was more to it. I had to get you married, fucking, and having children as well. I am glad I did not get any pushback from you. I also had to stay alive for six years, at least.

Brenna had 9 years at least. It made sense once she realized who the blade wielder was going to be. Your help with the chieftain made her happy. It was a deal-breaker on the tribal name. You cleared that last hurdle for her blade to get abilities back. Your wedding rings will change over by morning. They have always been there, they were just hidden. Thank you for adding in my last battle as well."

Lerian looked at her, "You lied to me about only a couple of commendations. You had 38 not counting the one from your death."

She nodded, "Did not want to seem like I was bragging. I rarely drew the sword. Varus'Nor would constantly ask why did the Gods insist on me?"

Lerian smiled, "He knows. He was given the information. All of the additional runes required an explanation. Having a God speak through you was an odd sensation. Varus'Nor called you very selfless. He was humbled by what you did for him and future wielders in the family."

She nodded, "First I had heard of it. I am betting he did not wish to be detected on the material plane."

A voice behind them called out, "Remain seated, yes, he did not want to be detected. He did not want them knowing he had a champion on the field still. Your symbol alerted you but you did not become champion until you drew the sword and got your non-detection from it.

You did well with the dragons today. We were a bit foolish in that regard, we know the enemy has spies and the information will filter back. Some will doubt it, putting one on at the end of a conflict is unusual. You will go on the assault with the other two Blade Wielders. One of them will not make it back. You are to bring the blade home."

Lerian looked at the Lady of Dreams, "Haven't those families suffered enough? Wielder for a day. What if I did not take them?"

She sighed, "Then there would be an almost certain chance that you would not make it back."

Lerian nodded, "Then, that is what I will do."

She looked at him, "No, you will take them. The Silversong blade did not get into the right hand. He was qualified. The fact is the assault will not be for several days. The new wielder will be of age then. We could not time it right to get it to her directly."

Lerian looked at her, "Did he know?"

She shook her head. "If it will make you take them, I will inform him."

Lerian looked at her, "If they volunteer. I will not lead them there to die within days of getting a blade. They were qualified. Why is this other candidate more qualified?"

She looked at Lerian, "We told him the blade would pick him but he should pass on it. He ignored us."

Lerian sighed, "Why did you tell him it would pick him? Would you be sending this other in with me?"

She sighed, "No. He will die while he has the right heart, he does not have the right skills. There will be another battle in a few weeks that will kill him and you if he does not go. Provided you beat the odds."

Lerian nodded, "Why did you tell him it would pick him? Because it would add another rune to the blade?"

She sighed, "It was a thought. He was not destined to have a long life. He was one of the least talented Blade Singers in his class. He knew he would be hard-pressed to get Grand Master status. Yet he wanted to make a difference. This gave him a chance to do both."
Lerian looked at her, "Bring him here."

She sighed and he was with them. Vessan whispered, "I am at peace. You still have a lot to do."

She disappeared. He took a knee and Lerian looked at him, "Did the Gods tell you that you should pass on the sword?"

He looked at Lerian, "Yes. It found me worthy."

Lerian nodded, "Worthy by your heart and honor, but not in skill. I have been told you will die with me on one of two missions. If you do not go on the first one you and I will both die in the second. That is what I am being told.

Someone in your family is coming of age. They were supposed to wield the blade. That it will occur one way or another, that is what the Lady of Dreams is telling me. If he is not on the second mission my fate is the same? I have to have this other wielder?"

She did not answer him. He left. The Lady of Dreams looked at Lerian, "He will go. He will have his will in order and he wanted to thank you for informing him."

Lerian sighed, "If I take him!"

She looked at Lerian, "You have been so cooperative so far; why now?"

Lerian looked at her, "I get two put under me and your first act is to kill one within days. All to add another rune to the blade."

She sighed, "There is more to it than that. The new wielder is a female who likes women more than men. We wanted her taking up the blade to marry."

Lerian looked at her, "You cannot guarantee she will marry."

The Lady of Dreams looked at Lerian, "I cannot. You could persuade her."

Lerian looked at her, "Who are you wanting her to marry?"

She looked at Lerian, "I am not allowed to say."

Lerian looked at her, "Bring my 'horse' back and she can tell me."

She sighed and Vessan glared at Lerian, "I am not going to live that horse line down even in death?"

Lerian smiled, "Come on, you earned that nickname for the role you chose. I only used that reference a few times, and not in years. I appreciated the role you took on as I have 2 wonderful wives. She won't tell me so you tell me."

She sighed, "She is hoping you will marry her. Let her keep her name and put gestalts into her family to be wielders and future champions. She made a promise to the other champion to work on getting his sister a man to love that would give his family the power of gestalts. That does not happen with the current wielder."

Lerian looked at her, "Unless he married a Silvertree female capable of gestalts, he is a gestalt himself."

Vessan nodded, "True but then the blade would follow down his cousin's line and not hers."

Lerian looked at the Lady of Dreams, "Did you promise him I would marry his sister?"

She turned away and Lerian looked at his sister, "Was that the deal that was struck."

She looked over, "Something to that effect based on her reaction. He spoke to me. He wanted a champion; he wanted you."

Lerian looked over, "What happened to not interfering in Silvertree marriages?"

She did not answer. Lerian looked over, "What has Corellon Larethian said about the hole you are in at the moment? One way or another she is breaking her word to a deceased champion."

He heard Corellon Larethian's voice from the other side. "Remain seated."

She looked over and then she was gone. He looked at Lerian, "The one wielder will die. That much is guaranteed. Your life in the second battle relies upon her being at your side. She should not have promised him that you would marry her.

I will tell you she is a very good match, and you did discuss adding a third when you became champion. Enemy Champions forced the timeline that had her miss it by mere days."

Lerian looked at him, "Is my future heir already set?"

He shook his head, "No."

Lerian looked at him, "So you are asking me to take candidates away from House Silvertree for House Silversong?"

Corellon Larethian looked at Lerian, "That is what is being asked of you. We want to get Gestalts into every Blade Wielder house for when we have more than one champion on the field."

Lerian looked at him, "Then house Silversong ends up with some of the best if not the best candidates for the blade."

He looked at Lerian, "I see what you are thinking, two-blade wielder children would make that line more likely to be strong candidates for either sword. In some ways superior candidates. You descended from Violet, the daughter of a human Champion known as Butterfly. It was one of the things that made you the best choice during this time."

Lerian nodded, "Exactly. I have four snow-elf children that are all male and the tribe is going to want them all eventually to help with their population. Even with their arcane talents. I understand that need because they need the infusion. The fact is they could have their males doing the same thing. Taking a second non-snow-elf wife to widen that pool and they would be born to the tribe. That is not occurring and they have not addressed the environmental issues to the best of my knowledge.

Silversong has candidates but not gestalt candidates, except for the current wielder who will die. Any Silvertree male that is a gestalt could marry her. The Lady of Dreams chose me. That has to have something to do about two blade wielders. The constitution boost from the amulet is also the reason."

He nodded, "It was a dying request from the former champion. Yes, that is part of the reason you would make a better mate for her. Another is she is one of my clerics. Her house has been on a decline for magical blood. This would help to reverse that."

Lerian looked at him, "How many pregnancies would she have?"

He looked at Lerian, "20."

Lerian looked at him, "She needs 40 heirs for her blade?"

He nodded, "Yes, like rebuilding house Silvertree from one."

Lerian groaned, "IF I do this, she has 3 every time. One would be born with my blue eyes and be brought in under House Silvertree. At least half of those are males and at least half of those 20 should be viable candidates for the Silvertree Blade. I know the Lady of Dreams bias on female champions.

Then there is the penalty on the Lady of Dream for making this deal without talking with me. I want it altered. Restart her non-interference after my death to 10,000 years. She still takes 10 years of the 'tickling to death' to know what that is going to feel like. Only 1,000 times worse.

For the rest of my life, my contact should be with Charlus or you directly. I still care for her but am angry she did not consult with me or her from what I am hearing. I have to get my wives to agree to her and while she is having children; except this first battle, she should be one of the clerics working in my house and staying safe."

He looked at Lerian, "She would travel with you during her year dry spell and a month or two longer."

Lerian looked at him, "Unless you are sending me to my death. Losing two blades at once. Let alone one wielder within days. After losing three in one battle."

He nodded, "She would likely pass before but not from childbirth."

Lerian looked at him, "I pull this off with the wives and her I would like to add another rune to my sword for the next wielder."

He looked at Lerian, "I have confidence you can pull this off and I understand wanting to add another lost ability back to the blade. I would agree with what you put forth. Why 10 years?"

Lerian smiled, "Symbolic of the 10 years she stayed silent on Charlus. We heard the story of her comparing 10 years to a weekend."

He laughed at that. Lerian looked at him, "What do you think of sunder on the weapon? I still question the choice."

He nodded, "I have two other Moon Blades that have that ability on it and it is rarely used. It only works if the wielder is trying to sunder. Great for your off-hand weapon but not for a Moon Blade. The choice is yours though."

Lerian nodded, "Then I need to work on building another magical blade. Working with Kazzara on it. I do that and I would look at adding the draconic mythic Greater Dragon bane."

He looked at Lerian, "Narrow it to evil. I know they pissed you off by their hiding of facts but that is why you have been crafting and deploying your contingency. Bahamut is aware of it and believes it is at least a good idea to hold over them. They have not been very receptive to his champion either, probably because this one is a female. That was a change he did in honor of Jazzia."

Lerian looked at him, "I have deployed 72 Sky Diamonds; 40,000 gold pieces each. The other 72 are stored for the future or in case they take action. My sister forwarding more funds into my account as the needs arose to do that, from displays to those Sky Diamonds, the funds helped with all of that of course.

As did the funds from Kazzara's account to divide any attention. Paying for some of it from funds she got from the dragons is ironic and appropriate. All I have to do turn on the uplink and the consoles using my redesign of Charlus's work.

The complete redesign of the dragon's original work, as they failed for millennia to innovate the designs. I put greater dragon's bane on those uplink crystals as you know."

He nodded, "To attempt to protect them from dragon manipulation. It does not stop them from taking them out from a ranged attack."

Lerian nodded, "Also us doing the same to their system. We know where all of theirs are located. We also know what they would have to do to recreate them. Get our house to do it as it contains spells they no longer have access to."

He nodded, "Bahamut would stop his people from messing with what we put in place. This was part of the agreement after their Eclipse War deception for moving their lands in the middle of a battle. Mercian putting those defenses online messed with their plans.

Bahamut and I both chuckled when he did that and forced them into the fight. Neither of us had foreseen him doing that, but it was entertaining to watch. Which ability would you add back?"

He thought, "Fire immunity. Goes well with the greater EVIL dragon bane. I need to build another necklace with the no fumble on it for Millia. I can give her Ice Reaver when the other is ready."

He nodded, "Now there is someone who would use it to its full potential. That would be an excellent weapon for her."

Lerian smiled, "I would still put vorpal on the offhand I built."

He nodded, "I know you would. It would be near relic status as well. Both of those weapons could get intelligence someday."

Lerian nodded, "With as many gestalts as we are putting out there, we only have one Family Blade."

He nodded, "That is true. Time to start your day and talk with your wives."

Lerian awoke with Millia riding him fast and hard. Lerian reached up and pinched her nipples hard just how she liked it. She sped up, even more. He put his chin down and blew air across her clit.

She wailed, locked down and he unloaded into her vice-like cunt. She held her hands over his. He looked for Cresena who sat in a chair with a fake cock shoved in her cunt. She wailed as she rubbed her clit really fast. She sprayed across the floor. He looked over, "Get your morning ride in?"

She smiled, "You fucked me nice and slow 4 times in your sleep. That was her second go at waking you up."

Lerian looked at her, "Put that down to be cleaned and come over here and feast while I shower. Then we need to talk."

Lerian rolled her over and held her legs up while Cresena dove into Millia's cunt. He washed up really good as he had seed all over his lower torso like usual with those 2. He came out and got dresses while those 2 rolled around and kissed each other. He slapped an ass and then the other.

They looked up at him as he put his sword on, "We need to talk about this third wife."

They both smiled. He looked at them, "I was given a candidate last night that I found shocking. She is a cleric for Corellon Larethian from House Silversong."

Cresena asked, "Why is that shocking?"

He sighed, "Because her cousin is one of the two Moon Blade wielders assigned to me and will die on this upcoming mission.

The blade will go to her. He was never supposed to have the blade but he took it up. He knew it would not reject him. He will add a rune to the blade. She will keep her house name."

Cresena glared, "Then all of her children would be born to her house!"

Lerian smiled, "Yes, and no. I asked how many pregnancies she would have. He told me 20. I asked that if I do this, she has 3 with every pregnancy.

One of them will be born with blue eyes and claimed by House Silvertree. They want to spread some of my inborn abilities into her house; like gestalts, and the constitution bonus if they become a champion when their amulet attaches. Then at least half of them would be strong candidates for the blade.

Where my blade is going, I do not know. I have been told I would likely outlive her. That means watching over the children even if they are Silversong by birth. One of them will inherit her blade. The part that I found most shocking is the Lady of Dreams made a promise to the last champion.

She promised that I would marry his sister to get gestalts into his family line and replace a lot of lost arcane talent. I was never asked or consulted. That was a clear violation of her non-interference agreement.

I asked that for my life I work through the Revered Champion Charlus or Corellon Larethian himself. She is going to be pissed at me as I reworked the deal on her punishment for violating the agreement. Instead of being tickled to death for 10,000 years, it will only be for 10 years.

Then the time for her non-interface increase to 10,000 years starts over after I die. Corellon Larethian said she was a very good match. Everything I have read in the journal says he has been right when he says this. I need your thoughts on this."

Millia looked at Lerian, "I find it hard to believe the Lady of Dreams would do that to you."

Lerian looked at her, "Without the Lady of Dreams answering that question I know you would have issues believing that, but I have been open and honest with you always. Put that issue aside. I do not want an argument over what Gods are doing. It is not one I would attempt to win with you being one of her paladins."

Millia started screaming at Lerian, "THE LADY WOULD NOT DO THAT!"

The Lady of Dreams appeared out over the water, "Ladies come to me."

They walked out and she put a sphere up to talk with them seconds later they came back in and Millia looked at Lerian on the verge of tears, "I am sorry for not believing you. She explained her action. She knew the consequences and she is glad you are taking a measured response to the issue. She hoped we would strongly consider her."

Cresena looked at Lerian, "I see her situation in the same light as my own people. You are helping them. I would like to meet with her."

Lerian nodded. Millia looked remorseful and about to breakdown. Lerian got up from his chair and hugged her, "I told you I did not want to challenge your beliefs. I also told you I would be open and honest with you."

She nodded, "I am trying to come to grips with the betrayal aspect."

Lerian looked at her, "She broke an agreement, she did not betray me or us. She could have worked through my sister before this champion died or when this champion died, he could have asked me himself. If she had done it in either of those ways I would not have gone off as bad. She granted a dying man his last wish knowing it would cost her to do so.

That is why I am doing a measured response. I also asked that when I go another rune be active from what was lost on top of what I give to the blade. Varus'Nor wins in this agreement as well. The future blade wielder wins in this agreement. If she likes us and wants us. She is more into women which means the two of you."

They both blushed at that. Millia nodded, "I like your explanation better, it helps me to keep faith in her."

Lerian heard in his head from the Lady of Dreams, "Thank you for saying that. I was on the verge of losing her. I had not fully contemplated the impact on her."

Lerian thought, "I won't let that happen over this."

Lerian looked at Millia, "Faith is a strange thing at times. They took hundreds of years from my sister but she negotiated a win for the sword, for me, and for future generations of Moon Blade wielders.

Sometimes they send us into battle like the last champion, knowing he would die, but when he died war was near its end. The greater good of the elven people and in that regard, I cannot fault her for wanting to see these traits in another house."

She nodded, "I would like to meet her as well."

Lerian kissed her softly, "You did not disappoint me. I expected that reaction but I needed to talk to you. She sent me a mental message. She told me, 'Thank you.' Because she was on the verge of losing you. Varus'Nor, Faith Unlost. Sometimes questioned. But never lost."

She smiled at Lerian as she seemed more energized. Lerian smiled, "Come out when you are dressed. I have one more thing to discuss."

Lerian thought, "I know you heard all of that and I asked for your fire immunity to be restored. I am having another sword crafted. When I do, I will switch sundering to this new sword ability."

Varus'Nor asked, "Why the change?"

Lerian thought, "I spoke with Corellon Larethian about you and that ability. He told me two other weapons have it and it is rarely used because you have to attempt to sunder the weapon and few wielders do that. Those that do can use an off-handed weapon like me. This one will be a killer change. Listen in."

Lerian walked out to the grandmothers eating and he sat down with them and ordered up a morning meal of eggs, toast, and fruit. He looked at Kazzara, "I have another weapon I need to be built."

She looked at Lerian, "Another?!"

Lerian nodded, "In order to add abilities you have to have the ability. Seen it in action or experienced it. What I am wanting is vorpal with the draconic Greater EVIL dragon bane on it." She looked at Lerian, "That is going to be costly."

Lerian nodded. "I know. I want to make another amulet like mine with the no fumbling aspect, a poison immunity, and a medium constitution bonus. Two of them. One for Millia. I want to get Ice Reaver into her hands but I want her pretty little head still on its shoulders."

She nodded, "You working the amulet and I will work the sword."

Lerian nodded, "I will see what I have now. I will transfer money to your account. You let me know if and when you need more."

She nodded, "Alright anything you want special about this sword?"

Lerian thought for a moment, "Like my current one. One-part mithril and two parts adamantium. Built on the Eternal Forge. With a three-quarter length fuller, a serrated edge, Dark red dye added to the metal, Sharp as hell.

Because we are narrowing the bane to Greater evil dragons only, see if we can fit keen on there as well. Anything else, add to attack bonuses to bring it to its maximum potential."

She sighed, "Another relic candidate."

Lerian smiled, "I will have three wives, one family blade and one blade to go down each Silvertree line based upon the mothers currently."

She looked at Lerian, "So, you are going to ask me to add more to Ice Reaver after that."

Lerian smiled, "Yes, keen and maximize the attack bonus."

She sighed and nodded. "Alright."

Lerian heard in his head, "You plan to give me the Draconic magical ability Greater evil dragon bane?"

Lerian smiled and thought back, "Yes, seeing how we can craft draconic magic into the weapons we will add that one once I get it. Sunder stands for now."

Lerian heard back, "Smart man. I like the greater evil dragon bane. That is an even better idea. I have sliced through many. Give them a weapon to truly fear."

Lerian smiled and got up from the table. He looked at his ladies, "When you write your will. The weapons, I will give you, have an amulet with them. The amulet will keep them from fumbling and cutting their own heads off as both weapons are vorpal blades."
They both nodded to him. He went to the pasture, "Drakon'Sia, we got things to do."

He came running out and Lerian saddled him up. He rode out of the living area and then out of the home. He had two Moon Blade wielders waiting.

He pulled out the crystal, "Your Majesty, just checking if there was a task for us today."

He heard back, "Not today the Field Marshal will be back day after tomorrow."

The crystal went dark. He looked at Moon Bow, "You can take the day. I need to talk with Ginnarald Silversong."

He took off and Lerian rode over to Silversong, "You got a wife?"

He shook his head, "No. I got my will set to go to the next blade wielder. I know who it is."

Lerian nodded, "I do as well. I have been asked to make her my third wife."

He looked at Lerian, "How will that work?!"

Lerian smiled, "She keeps her name and we split the children on which house they go to. Your house gets a fresh infusion of arcane blood with gestalt children. Provided she agrees to the arrangement. I wanted to know if you wanted to make the introduction. I do not want to meet her while they are in mourning, yet again and so soon."

Ginnarald nodded, "We should talk with her now."

They rode off to the main church and he led Lerian straight to her. Silversong looked at her, "Nirra, this is Lerian Silvertree the Knight Champion of Corellon Larethian we need a private place to talk."

She nodded, "This way." They walked into a small room and she hit a crystal and silenced it. "This is a mourning room. When one is lost if they wish to come here pray in private and cry their eyes out then this is the room. I used this one yesterday when my brother died."

Lerian looked at Ginnarald and he nodded to Lerian. Lerian sighed, "I am sorry about your brother but this is about your cousin here. Your cousin was told the blade would accept him but he should pass it by. We were informed last night that the mission we will be going on will result in his death. The blade is destined for your hand."

She looked at him, "You both saw this?!"

Lerian looked at her, "We were both told this by the Lady of Dreams."

She sat down, "I have heard of blade wielders walking into battle knowing they would die but never this soon."

Ginnarald nodded, "My mistake will be the swords gain. I have to settle in on what to give it."

Lerian looked at him, "We had a blade wielder who died less than a month into adulthood, if not for 18 months of being petrified. It upset me to hear of this, but it was not my decision.

From my Blade Wielder's Journal teleportation circle is a good one as is Danger Sense. If you do not have danger sense on your blade, I can get mine to alert yours, and then it will know the ability."

Ginnarald looked at Lerian, "I do not have that one. I read in the journal that your blade gave that option to blades in the past. You got that back?"

Lerian nodded, "My sister had Moon Ray send it at the activation ceremony."

Ginnarald nodded, "Send it."

Lerian thought, "You heard him send him a danger alert."

Lerian watched Ginnarald nodded, "Got it, thank you for that."

Lerian nodded, "I am having an off-hand weapon created to add the next ability to this sword. I have one set from my current off-hand weapon. The mission after that I have been told I need you by my side. To allow us to survive it."

She looked at Lerian, "They are asking me to fight alongside the champion?!"

Lerian smiled, "They are going to ask a lot more than that."

She looked at Lerian, "How much more?"

Lerian sighed, "They want to ensure that you marry and have children for your blade to have an heir. Your brother made a request. He asked the Lady of Dreams to ensure that I marry you. You would become my third wife if we can reach an agreement."

She looked at Lerian, "I would have to keep my family name for the sword."

Lerian nodded, "I asked about that and asked that for the 20 pregnancies you are supposed to have instead of having twins you would have triplets. One child in each set will be born with blue eyes like mine.

That child will be brought into my house. You would gain 40 strong candidates who are gestalts. I would get 20 children from your line in with my other children. At least half of which will be strong candidates for the sword.

Depending on when we die, we should hopefully have several generations of children and the heir will be down the line much further."

She nodded, "You can handle three wives?"

Lerian smiled, "My wives will tell you that one lays upon me every night and I will fuck them nice and slow all night long. Somewhere between two and four times a night. Some things have happened in my line that has messed with my family's genetics.

Things they want your future wielders to pick-up. The short of it is I can go straight 10 without losing an erection. Then I am back up in a few minutes. Especially when watching things like beautiful women making love to each other or just ravaging each other."

She turned red and looked at her cousin. "You have come to terms with this?"

He nodded, "I was told not to do it. It would have saved my life but now I am another wielder adding another ability to my Family Blade. My skills were not meant for the battlefield and I knew that.

I am not a great Blade Singer, other than I follow the code. I always finished at the bottom of my age group, part of that is the short sword vs longsword debate. This was a chance to make my family proud. If only to add another ability to the family sword."

She nodded and hugged him. Lerian looked at her, "I would like you to come with me to meet my wives. I will loot to get another sword built for one. That can adjust from a short sword to a long sword and then you could look to add that ability to work whichever the wielder prefers in your family blade."

She looked at Lerian, "I would like that option very much for the future. Long swords are more common in the church. Are your wives moon elves as well?"

Lerian smiled. "One is, the other is a snow-elf. I was required to ravage her on the wedding night per her tribal customs. I had to defend her taking my name and the issue with children coming back who are magical fonts they have no facility to train them at. They had 6 women from the tribe witness her losing her virginity; which they checked. That included her mother and grandmother!

Then they had to stand there until I withdrew and the seed spilled out upon the marriage bed. I fed them; they were not allowed to talk to me. I gave her 7 ejaculations before I withdrew 4 and a half hours later.

Her grandmother told her she would need a second wife. Something she was against. Yet for her, she told her that. The second is a Paladin for the Lady of Dreams. She is training 3 right now. When I am there I give her a hand.

Her students learn to fight against a dual-wielding fighter. She asked to be ravaged on the wedding night. I obliged her. With my first wife participating through it all. This time I would have 2 wives helping on the wedding night."

She was red-faced and glassy-eyed, "When do you want me to meet them?"

Lerian smiled, "Now."

She nodded, "Alright, I will tell them the Champion has a task for me and a mission in the future to plan for."

Lerian nodded, "Both are true statements."

Lerian looked at Ginnarald, "I was shocked and appalled when I learned of your situation. I was not consulted about your cousin's request for his sister. I am trying to make the best of a very odd situation."

Ginnarald nodded, "I thank you for your concern. Also, your plans for this other sword so she can add that ability for the future. That was why she sent me away is because I expected it at some point soon. I hope she takes you up on the option. You ensured both houses gained from it. Also our sword in the future."

Lerian nodded, "Yes I did. As are you with your sacrifice. My sister essentially did the same thing."

He nodded, "I can see that as she had no children."

Lerian nodded, "True, she was married to another woman and infertile. Ask the Lady of Dreams when you see her again in the afterlife what my sister did. Else ask my sister."

He smiled and nodded. He walked out and Lerian waited for the few minutes it took her to get there. Lerian asked, "You have a horse?"

She shook her head. Lerian nodded, "You will. If you agree to this."

She nodded, "I like the idea. I just want to ensure we are compatible." Lerian smiled as he mounted up and pulled her up behind him. "Hold on tight. I need to stop at the bank as well."

Lerian thought, "Best speed."

They took off like a shot and she squeezed him tighter. Lerian reached around and grabbed her hips and pulled her up to him tighter. He ensured she did not fall off. They got to the bank and he took the reins in one and slowed them down. He lowered her down and got down from Drakon'Sia.

They walked into the bank and looked at the lady, "I need this account transferred to mine. Then I need you to write out a new balance."

She did it after looking over the paperwork she wrote down 1,153,782,841 gold pieces.

Lerian looked at her, "I need a million sent to Kazzara Silvertree, Millia Silvertree, and Cresena Silvertree. If they do not have accounts then create them and give me the numbers. She looked, "Only one does not have an account. She does now. Cresena Silvertree."

Lerian nodded, "I expected she would not, being a snow-elf."

She looked at Lerian, "You are married to those three?"

Lerian shook his head, "Not Kazzara, she is a Mythic Master Enchanter and my grandmother. I have something new on consignment for her."

She nodded and gave him the information. Lerian went out and got on Drakon'Sia. Lerian pulled her up in front of him this time. He smiled, "Easier to hold you this way." He wrapped an arm around her waist. He thought, "Best speed home."

He took off like a flash and she watched him head straight to the entrance of Silvertree estates. She asked, "Elven War Horse?"

Lerian nodded, "Yes, we have a small herd here."

She looked at him, "Herd?"

He nodded to the guard. He signaled for them to open the door for him. Lerian waited for them to close the door and opened the portal and rode inside. "Close portal, security wall down."

They went inside and let her down, "Security wall up. This is the main house. The patron lives straight ahead."

Lerian walked over and opened the portal. Lerian walked them inside and she looked around, "How many of these do have?"

He smiled, "Several." He walked back to the table and his grandmothers were sitting there.

Lerian looked at them, "This is the candidate for the third wife the Gods thrust us toward."

Kazzara laughed, "The last champion his horse led them to Melody and then me."

Nirra smiled at that, "The Gods lead champions to brides?"

Lerian nodded, "Eldar picked his first 2 but the others the Gods had some influence on him over those choices."

He walked his horse in back, unsaddled him, and brushed him down, "Maybe again later. We will see what the day brings."

He walked over and opened the portal to the pasture for him. She looked at the horses. She saw a dozen mares carrying. Lerian looked at her, "None of those are his. I just got him."

She nodded, "They are all female?"

Lerian nodded, "I am sure there is a male or two coming in there but with the war, they are rebuilding the herd. This is a secure environment for them to raise them in safety." She nodded and Lerian closed the portal.

Lerian smiled, "The only expansion in this area. I added that one."

Lerian went to the room and it was sealed. He walked over and turned off the teleport blocker and took them to the far end of the Falls.

She looked at it, "Wow, that is amazing."

He heard the ladies fucking around. He smiled, "How old are you?"

She smiled, "Of age as of today. I missed the cut for the blade by a day."

He nodded. He walked her to the opening. They looked in and Cresena was using a strap-on on Millia's nether hole.

Millia whined out, "Where is his cock when I fucking need it."

Lerian smiled, "In my pants standing here with the third bride candidate you both said you wanted to meet."

Cresena looked shocked and sighed, "We left the teleport blocker off."

Lerian nodded, "Again."

She slid the toy out of Millia's gaping ass. They both turned. He walked over, "You wished to talk to her. Are you putting clothes on?"

Cresena took the toy and threw it in the corner and put her pants and shirt on. She came out and they sat at the table out there. Millia came out naked. Lerian looked at her, "One of each it seems. My Paladin wife Millia. My bard wife Cresena. She was the first."

Cresena nodded and smiled, "Also the complicated one with the rituals."

Lerian smiled, "This is Nirra Silversong. I already talked with her about her cousin so she knows the details behind that."

Nirra looked at Cresena, "Who sleeps on top?"

Cresena laughed, "I did last night. He fucked me through 4 of his climaxes while he slept. Then Millia took him through 2 rides with furry before the Gods released him back to us. We alternate."

Lerian interjected. "I was there at the end of the second one."

Millia nodded, "True."

She looked at Cresena, "Why his, what about yours?"

Cresena laughed, "He fucked me 9 times in the cunt and 6 in the nether-hole on our wedding night. I sucked his cock twice. I came 70 times that night. He has some dragon aspects to his cock. It pulsates and expands but he can fuck with it. Half-dragons cannot. They slide in and just vibrate and pulsate until they climax.

Their scales expand out to keep the seed from spilling out, from his journal added by Jazzia. They have to wait for them to go back down so they can withdraw."

She looked at Lerian, "Could I watch you with one of them?"

Lerian smiled, "Sure but you have to get naked yourself. This place is self-cleaning but It will not do it while you wear it or in it. Like the bed or your soaked pants."

She nodded. Millia got up and helped her out of her armor. Lerian went into the room and stripped down. Lerian looked at Cresena, "Bed. Edge of the bed."

She got on the bed. He dropped down and attacked her cunt and ass through 20 orgasms before he stopped 90 minutes later. He looked at her, "Your turn, but wear it for Millia." She smiled and sucked him off for 15 minutes. Lerian nodded to her and she backed off and jacked over her face and tits. 12 heavy ropes. He looked over at Millia, "Millia, clean her up."

She walked over, bent over, and cleaned her up. Lerian grabbed Millia by the waist and slid into her cunt in one stroke.

He sat there and fucked her through 3 of his orgasms. He looked at Cresena, "Come over here."

She walked over. "Clean her up." Lerian flipped her onto her back. He held the legs up. She took them and Lerian withdrew quickly so she could get in there. Lerian grabbed the lube. He lubed up Cresena's nether-hole then slid his hand into her. He made a fist and gave her a few short quick thrusts with it. She sprayed the floor and came loudly.

He pulled out and slid into her and fucked it full of seed with 3 more of his orgasms. He took her to the shower room and put her on the chamber pot.

He pulled out and called out, "Millia lube and your ass get in the shower, please."

She laughed and came in. He lubed up his cock. He put it against her ass, "You guide it in your nether-hole, my lust-filled paladin."

She took it and worked past the ring and then slowly toward the base. He asked her, "Slow or fast?"

She looked back, "Just fuck the shit out of me."

Lerian went straight to full speed and nailed her ass for 2 hours until he came 3 times. Lerian picked her up and took her to the chamber pot. He turned on the shower and cleaned up. He looked over at Nirra, "You can grab a towel here. You are leaving a puddle."

She looked down and grabbed a towel and covered her crotch. Lerian looked at her, "You need a hand with that?"

She looked at him and then the ladies who nodded to her. She nodded.

He grabbed a towel. He rubbed her calves with one hand and held her ass with the other. Lerian worked his way up slowly. She leaked pretty badly. He got the towel to her crotch. He put his thumb straight onto her clit and rubbed her crotch while he twitched his thumb over her clit, she put one hand on the wall and one on his shoulder.

She wailed out a climax and ejaculated all over the floor for 8 waves. He did not let up just yet she started to have her knees buckled. He dropped the towel and stood and held her up. While his cock ran up his hip on the left side.

Lerian looked at her, "I am afraid in this environment that leak is not going away. The question remains. Do you want to marry us?"

She nodded, "Fuck yes. I agree with the term on the children, they are still all our children."

He nodded and picked her up and carried her back out to a chair at the table, "Midday meal, Silvertree beef stew, extra bread, fruit, wine and a pitcher of mead for four."

She watched all the food appear and she looked at him, "No staff?"

Lerian nodded, "Correct. Unseen servants. Eat up. You need fluids for what is to come."

She smiled and started eating. She looked at Lerian, "This is great stew."

Lerian nodded. "Kazzara was big into cooking. She messed with recipes until she got the taste that she wanted. Then it got set as a Silvertree recipe. Which we learned as kids. That way when we order the food, we know the right ingredients with the right order of how to cook it.

Some make variations of her work. I think she did great work. Especially with no oven to cook upon. She would write out a receipt and figure out what was missing or needed to be done differently."

He looked at her, "You have decisions to make. When, where, and do you want to wait for the wedding or join us in bed now?"

She turned red, "When, as soon as possible. Where I do not care. Are you back up to full strength?"

Lerian smiled, "What are you wanting?"

She looked at him, "While you were doing oral on Cresena, Millia talked to me about what you did to her."

Lerian looked at her. "That would require time to recover. I would recommend something different. I have worked over those two pretty well. Let those 2 have fun. While they watch me take you. Once your virginities are done, I turn them loose upon you with toys that they have. Then I will join back in and work to light up your night."

She nodded, "If your wives are alright with that."

Cresena looked at me, "Ravage her latter?"

Lerian shook his head, "No we ravage her now we just spread it out because there are so many of us."

She nodded, "I see what you are saying. We keep passing her around. Taking turns fucking her any which way we want so she feels ravaged by all of us."

Millia smiled, "I like it. Your cock stays out of us because you already gave us ours."

Lerian nodded. "I want you to come over here by the falls and kneel."

She kneeled and Lerian kneeled beside her, "Dear Lady I am fulfilling his dying wish. Will you come and perform the ceremony?"

She appeared over the water. She looked at them and made all dressed in formal attire. She looked at the Lady of Dreams in awe. The Lady looked at them, "Please rise."

She looked at Lerian, "I will endeavor to do better for you and your family in the future."

She held out her hand, "Rings please."

They handed her the wedding rings. She looked at Lerian, "Thank you for working through the issues with her and her brother's dying wish. Thank you for asking me to do the ceremony."

Lerian smiled, "Dear Lady. I do not like being at odds with you. We have set new terms and we are ready to move forward if you are willing to do the honors."

She nodded and smiled, "Cresena, if anything happens to him you will need to find another husband if still fertile and the children are all adults. If not, then the choice is yours.
Your people are counting on your efforts. Hopefully, all of the children will be adults long before that occurs. As the first wife, you have a responsibility to children first and your tribe second. Millia, you are a paladin in my service. When you become infertile you will remain behind and raise the children as his second wife. For your sake and oaths on marriage, you will still be considered married to these ladies.

Until they take on another husband. The day the last child becomes an adult, report for service and say your goodbyes to the other wives if he has passed. You are still married but will be gone for long periods of time working for me.

If he still lives then you will travel with him when you become infertile. Nirra, 6 months from now will come off the road until you give birth. Shortly thereafter you will rejoin your husband in the field. For your year dry spell, you will return to his side.

Then 6 months after getting pregnant again you will repeat this cycle. Once you are infertile you are to travel with him. If he dies then return back and help raise the children until they are adults. If still fertile, work to find another husband for your House's sake.

I am not putting these into your wedding vows because of your complex relationship. Millia will comply as one of my paladins. The other two are merely strong suggestions. Lerian, you know my thoughts on replacing wives if something happens to one."

Lerian nodded, "IF that happens then I will ask Drakon'Sia to take me there when I am done grieving and the remaining wives are ready. I would like the candidate to come from Corellon Larethian. IF you get another dying request for my service talk with me first. The woman involved needs to be there and agree with her father, brother, or whomever.

Corellon Larethian must agree that it would be a good match. I respectfully request in that situation we agree to those ground rules. I am giving you an out to make this request in the future without violating our agreement and putting yourself in a bind."

She nodded, "I will carry that forward to the next blade wielders as well. Now then. Cresena, do you take Lerian, Millia, and Nirra into your heart and bed. To take on the responsibilities of the first wife that the grandmothers have already explained to you. To remain faithful to them. To be caretaker of all of the children he produces regardless of which house the child is listed under?"

She smiled, "I do."

She looked to Millia, "Millia, do you take Lerian, Cresena, and Nirra into your heart and bed. To take on the responsibilities of the second wife that the Grandmothers have already explained to you. To remain faithful to them. To be caretaker of all of the children he produces regardless of which house the child is listed under?"

She smiled, "I do."

She looked at Nirra, "Do you take Lerian, Cresena, and Millia into your heart and bed. To take on the responsibilities of the third wife that the Grandmothers can explain to you. To remain faithful to them. To be caretaker of all of the children he produces regardless of which house the child is listed under?"

She smiled, "I do."

She looked at Lerian, "Do you take these ladies into your heart and bed. To remain faithful to them. To love all of the children you produce regardless of which house the child is listed under?"

Lerian smiled, "I do."

She handed the ring over to Cresena, "You are the bearer of the rings. They will let you know if one of you dies and who. Give your ring to him to put on, then you put his followed by each lady in order."

She looked at Lerian, "Your prowess in bed is reset like you have not had sex today. Ravage her as she desires. I owe you both that much for interfering without asking first."

They got all the rings on, "I pronounce you all married or married again. You may kiss your brides in order."

Lerian kissed them all in order and Nirra tried to devour him right then and there. He backed off and let her get her desires met with passionate kisses from the ladies. The Lady of Dream was gone. He pointed, "Chamber pot in the shower room."

She walked in and was naked as she crossed the threshold. They all walked into the room and the same happened to them. Cresena looked at him, "If you are at full strength and she wants to be ravaged then ravage her. We will take her afterward."

He looked at her as she came out, "That was a good idea."

Lerian walked her into the shower. Lerian flipped her up, turned on the water, and washed her down. Especially her ass. He looked at her as he flipped her back over, "You want me to do you like I did Cresena on her wedding night? She put me back to full capacity."

She looked over and the two of them nodded to her. She smiled, "Yes."

Lerian picked her up and put her on the bed.

Lerian dove into her cunt and ass for a good 30 minutes. Lerian went up and kissed her. "I was not allowed to do oral on her at the wedding but I did it the day before."

She nodded. Lerian pulled her ass down to the edge of the bed. He took her legs and handed them to her. "Cresena could put them behind her head. Millia cannot do it. Regardless. You hold them. She nodded. He walked up, measured off, and popped through and she let out a wail.

She finally relaxed. Lerian worked his way down slowly until he was fully buried in her tight cunt. He started slow and sped up over the next 30 minutes. Until he launched the first load into her. He then sat there for the next 4 hours and put 6 more into her cunt. She looked at him all sweaty, "You did this on her wedding night?"

Lerian nodded, "Ladies, come share in the feast one of you clean off my cock. Millia went for his cock as he pulled it out.

Seed started shooting up and Cresena locked her mouth around it. He moved back. "Millia, lube up your hands. Prepare her nether hole as Cresena did for you."

She smiled and lubed up both hands wiping the excess onto his cock she started on her nether-hole. Cresena backed off. Forty minutes later and Millia slid both hands into her. She wailed out and shook. She backed out. Lerian pointed to Cresena, "Check her work."

She smiled and walked up. She got both of her hands inside. Lerian put some lube on his hands and slid both of his in and rotated them around. She sprayed up in the air as she came hard and locked down on him. He straightened out his hands and slid his cock into her nether-hole to the bottom.

She moaned out. Lerian started slow and spent three hours nailing her ass through 6 climaxes. He picked her and took her to the chamber pot and sat her on it.

She sighed as she released. He slid his cock into her mouth which shocked her but she took it. He called out, "Cresena, you want to give her instructions on oral and the warning on my nether-hole." She came in and gave instructions until she took one wearing half of it. She started again and wore most of the second. Lerian picked her up and took her into the shower. He flipped her over and filled up both holes and put her back on the chamber bot.

He looked at the ladies, "Strap-ons both of you, 30 minutes in each hole from each of you. Be sure to switch to a clean one. He looked at her, "No channeling energy or healing until after you walk into the shower on your own 2 feet. Cresena spent 3 hours to do a ten-minute walk. This one is much shorter."

He let the ladies have their fun with her for one in each hole. for 2 hours while he ate again.

He picked her up and slid her down his cock into and held her to him, "I will likely fuck you slowly in my sleep. I usually do when they are on my cock. You are like this until I wake up and help to get you to your feet. Do you feel totally ravaged?"

She nodded, "Very. Thank you though for going through with it this way. I know the other way would have been less taxing but I wanted a memorable wedding night. Gods you can fuck. I lost count of how many times I climaxed."

Lerian looked at her, "Eighty-three by my count."

The other two ladies curled up on either side and they each put a hand on her ass as he slowly fucked her until he came and then went to sleep. He awoke several hours later still holding her. He was close to cumming. He sped up some and unloaded into her and she shuttered a climax. He kissed her forehead, "How many times did I fuck you?

She looked at him, "6 times. Maybe 7. I know my cunt is about to explode."

Lerian looked over and the ladies cleared the bed. He rolled her onto her back. Lerian waved the ladies in, "Morning-meal is served." He handed each of them a leg and let them clean her up. As cum shot out of her onto her own stomach.

The ladies went in for the attack. They were as gentle as they could be but still sent her climaxing another 4 times. They finally put her legs down. He grabbed her legs and drug her to the edge of the bed and into a sitting position. He looked at her, "Ready to try and stand?"

She looked at him, "I am not sure if I can."

He took her arms and got her to her feet. She had her hands with a death grip on his shoulders. Lerian kissed her passionately. Stepped back and she wobbled but stood.

Took her 40 minutes to make it to the shower. He held her, "Largest healing spell you got. She nodded and cast it. Then several others. She looked up in his eyes, "No one woman could handle you."

He thought, "She pregnant?"

Lerian heard a chuckle from the Lady of Dreams, "Yes three boys. All possible blade wielders. All gestalt. This was a very good match."

He kissed her forehead, "Three boys all potential blade wielders, all gestalts."

She hugged him, "Thank you for asking."

The other two came in and they had one very big group hug. He walked out and dressed while they got her back to bed. He unsealed the room and several house Silversong members were standing or sitting around. Lerian looked over at Master Silversong, "What is this about?"

He sighed, "Some objected to you marrying her."

Lerian nodded, "Well the Lady of Dreams came and married us. Corellon Larethian told me it was a very good match. She has retained her house name."

One young man looked at Lerian, "She will never wield the blade!"

Lerian looked at him, "You planning on taking it up next?"

He looked at Lerian, "What if I am?!"

Lerian looked at him, "Do they know?"

He nodded, "I told them."

Lerian shrugged, "Then it will be a funeral for 2 or more with House Silversong. She is pregnant with three boys, two will be named under House Silversong and the third under Silvertree. An agreement between the Gods, your former champion, and her. All three are gestalts. The Gods wanted a fresh injection of arcane magic into your family line. They will be powerful casters, in the Academy by twelve, and casting tier 9 spells by the time they hit adulthood. Their children will be gestalts."

He leaned back in, "Get dressed we have several Silversong members out here."

Lerian looked out, "Security wall up, portal sealed entry, security on." They watched the bladed, "The main house has that as well. This is one of if not the most secure estate in the Kingdom. The King's secure shelter has this security. We are staying here to hash this out. Who is the eldest or patron of the house?"

A lady off to the back spoke, "I am."

Lerian nodded, "You have been told who I am? That the Gods led me to all 3 of my wives. What is your take on this? I called the Lady of Dreams before having sex with her. That way she could perform the marriage."

She looked at Lerian, "I do not like it."

Lerian nodded, "You know that blade was returned to your house by Eldar Silvertree. He also did the ritual to purify the blades. What do you not like about it?"

She looked at Lerian, "That her family was not consulted."

Lerian nodded, "Your blade wielder knew and was consulted, the request for this came as a dying wish to the Lady of Dreams from your Champion. I did not like the deal being struck without consulting me. It still happened. The difference, she and I are the ones directly involved.

Also, your current blade wielder. We came to terms. She came out in just clothes and leaned against the door. She looked across at them. "Who is the mouthy one in the back?"

She looked over, "The current blade wielders older brother."

Lerian nodded, "I would have guessed younger based on the immaturity."

He yelled over, "Fuck you! I will kill her before she lays a hand on that blade."

Lerian grabbed a set of manacles from the bedroom. He threw them to him, "Put them on or prepare to defend yourself. You just threatened a Duchess. A crime punishable by death if the King deems it necessary."

He looked white, "You just do not want me to take up the blade."

Lerian smiled, "On the contrary I want you to try when the time comes. I want to see the look of horror in your eyes as it sucks the very life out of you as it deems you unworthy. You see the thing you have to remember about these blades is they are not a status symbol. They are a promise to defend the elven people.

The best candidates for the blade are often the ones who do not seek its power. Sir Silversong would you do me a favor. Would you modify your will to allow him to try and claim the sword though you believe him to be unworthy? He can find out for himself?"

He sighed, "I will do that. He can try and defy the Gods and claim the blade. Prove himself the fool."

His brother was pissed, "Fuck you both! I know I am worthy."

Lerian looked over, "Portal open, entry security off, security wall down. You have 15 seconds to leave my home or I will cut you down in my attempt to arrest you."

He summoned both blades into his hands and walked toward him. He drew his sword and backed up. Lerian counted down as he closed the distance. He did not speed up his withdraw.

Lerian thought, "He is a fool. Varus'Nor if I kill him you will do it. This first strike goes for something different than that; Ice Reaver was designed for."

Lerian heard, "I understand I sense no danger."

Lerian rolled forward and went into slow motion as he moved to block his Moon Blade, Lerian brought Ice Reaver down and sundered his blade sending it flying from hands in two pieces. Lerian stood there and sheathed his swords. "Grab your blade and go or Varus'Nor will have your fucking head if you don't. Fuck you."

Drawing out the last two words. Lerian called out, "Patron would you see this piece of trash out of here and off the property. Inform the guard if he tries to enter the grounds again that he should be cut down."

The patron knew he was pissed off. He saw the man scramble and he got the two pieces of his sword. The Patron nodded to Lerian, "Understood. I take it he made some sort of threat?"

Lerian nodded, "Against my new wife Nirra Silversong, future Moon Blade wielder. She is keeping her house name."

He nodded, "This is all over her being an heir?"

Lerian nodded, "That and the current wielder knows he will die on this next mission."

The patron grabbed and escorted him out, "You know you are lucky. He could have just disintegrated you."

He looked at the patron, "That is a tier 9 spell."

The patron nodded, "He is casting mythic spells now."

The guy turned white as he was taken bodily through the last portal out of the home. Lerian walked back down to the Silversong Patron, "She will be the next living wielder. That fool will die when he tries to defy the will of the Gods. You could try and disown her. You would be breaking the law and be stripped of being a patron for such a move.

You wish to know why the Gods did not consult you? Pray to them, and ask. If you pray, say one for the fool who walked out of here. Please note, I let him walk out of here. The next time he threatens a family member of mine you will not have a body to bury. Now was there another name you wish to put ahead of hers on the list as well? Another family member to sacrifice?"

She stood, "You are a bully."

Lerian laughed at her, "You are the ones who came into my home. Made a veiled threat and then a specific threat. I am not the bully here. I am a husband looking after my family. Attempt to take whatever action you wish. As a member of the Royal Court, I am required to report this incident. If you have nothing further, you can find your way out."

She looked at Nirra, "I am so disappointed in your choice to do this."

Nirra looked at her, "I did not and would never love that sleazy Felin Silver simply because he would allow me to keep my family name. You love him so much, marry him yourself!"

The patron shook her head and walked out with three others in tow. He followed them out with a crystal in hand. He made sure she heard him as the outer door closed, "Your Majesty, Sorry to bother you but I have an incident to report."

He responded, "I am having lunch with a few ladies who are candidates to become my wife."

Lerian smiled, "They can hear this. I was just visited by several members of the Silversong family including the patron and the blade wielder. The wielder and I both know he will die on this upcoming mission. He was never supposed to take up the sword but the Gods did let him know it would not reject him.

The next heir to the sword is his cousin who I married last night; sister to the last champion. She is keeping her family name in accordance with the Gods' wishes. They want to get my family blood into the other Moon Blade wielders family.

The brother to the current wielder made a veiled threat and a specific threat against my wife. I ordered him out of my home. This was after he refused to put on manacles to be addressed by you for threatening a member of the royal court as she is a duchess by marriage.

Her keeping her last name kind of muddies the water in that area. I chased him from my home at sword point and when he did not leave fast enough, I destroyed his sword. My patron escorted him the rest of the way out. The Silversong Patron attempted an arranged marriage for my bride.

Unbeknownst to me until a few seconds ago. If she attempts to disown her for who she married that is a clear violation of Elven law. The penalty could go from a formal reprimand and fine to removing her as a patron. I would ask that if she does this, or should I say when she does this, you simply fine her 50% of her personal holdings and do the reprimand.

Let her know I asked for her to remain patron so she knows who to thank for keeping her position. As to your wives, your new Queen should be the woman in the powder blue dress, your second wife the one in the orange, and third the one in the red. I am sorry to say the lovely lady in the pale green is infertile.

If you wish to bring her on as a fourth wife or royal consort is up to you. Marry them one at a time one day after the other. That way you can give each of them your best and your best will produce heirs in that order from the wedding nights. Take each of them alone. After that night let them devour each other as they enjoy the company of women just as much if not more so than a cock, Your Majesty."

He heard King Goldeagle yell out, "You scrying on my lunch?!"

Eldar smiled, "No, I would take that as divine direction. I do not have the power to get past the shielding you have in the room and the Palace, some of it from the material it is built from, though that is classified, Charlus had a reference to it encrypted in the Blade Wielder's Journal.

I would call this entire conversation a premonition from the Gods. Eldar had that occur to him. Check the journals of the Queen of that time. You will find some very interesting entries on premonitions. You will call in your personal healer and he will confirm the fertility of all four ladies.

Your new Queen will be extremely fertile and bring more magical talent to your heirs; despite her heritage. She ends her dry spells 17 months after giving birth to your first son and you will get her pregnant again on the first try. The other two you will have to work at, but you will get them pregnant again. The first will get pregnant very easily.
She will have 12 children for you, 9 for the second, and 10 for the third as her last will be twins. They do not go infertile, but you will, your Majesty. You need to marry the first of next week on the night of the double crescent. In your Royal garden.

The Lady of Dreams will bless your marriages as she will perform all 4 if you choose. The fourth is a question unanswered at this point. You are leaning toward it. If only to give each wife a playmate that will stimulate you back into action faster, your Majesty.

Please be aware I cannot control the level of detail but the ladies will, as mine do, appreciate the virility and some of the size gained from your Dragon lineage. There are permutations of the future that could affect those numbers."

The King responded, "You are seeing this as a vision?"

Lerian smiled, "Ask your cleric he is entering the room. Have him divine you and your marriages, your Majesty. I will still be here when you contact me back in 15 minutes."

He let the crystal go dark. Almost 15 minutes exactly, the King contacted Lerian, "Duke Silvertree. The cleric divined out and repeated almost word for word what you said right down to my cock. I will take this as divine direction as this would seem to be the case. The fourth agreed to be my fourth.

They are all smiling and happy that I am taking them all as my brides. I was having a dilemma in trying to figure out who to marry and in what order. If she had been fertile, she was leading the list when you contacted me. Thank you for your insight."

Lerian sighed, "Your Majesty, the Gods are the one to thank. That and you are a wise man to act upon their advice. To the ladies, the future is uncertain about this but I will caution you.

Once he becomes infertile; and you will not know the exact date, any man who so much as slides his cock along your slit will get you pregnant and likely executed. Stay true to your vows. Keep the only cock in your bed the King's cock.

Never take the word of a man who says he is infertile as the Gods can change that at any point. This is the first warning. The second and final warning will be given at each wedding. Even the fourth as you could suddenly find yourself fertile for once.

The King will love you for all of his life and never fail to rise to the occasion. Even dying hopefully many centuries from now in bed with you with a smile on his face as he will have fucked all 4 of you that night. Provided you heed the warnings."

The King responded, "I have 4 nodding heads."

Lerian smiled, "Your Majesty, One other warning. You will interview at some point a man claiming to be of House Golden Arrow for your personal guard. Detain him and find out who hired him. He will be a rapist and an assassin. If you do not question him the second or third attempt on your life could succeed. You need to find who hired him.

This goes into those permutations we talked about. If you don't question him 1 or more of those ladies will end up raped by him and you seriously injured to the point of being unable to have any children, likely from some form of poison."

The King yelled out, "Can you not simply tell me who?"

Lerian smiled, "Your Majesty, the Gods do not give me everything. There are things they want you to work through because they will test you as they have many Elven Rulers before you. You have psionic assets at your disposal. I would keep one or two on hand for these interviews. That is not a premonition. Just my suggestion."

Lerian heard the King sigh, "Thank you for your advice champion. I have a guard here with a note that Patron Silversong wishes to speak with me. I will deal with this."

The crystal went dark. Lerian went back into the home knowing he left him enough that he would not contact him back today. Lerian went back toward the bedroom where they got her into bed. He sealed off the room as the information came flooding into him. Lerian looked at her, "Where did you meet this Felin Silver?"

She sighed, "He lives in one of the new border settlements?"

Lerian looked at her, "He is a half-red dragon and your patron knows it, the children born would likely have been one set, followed by your execution as he dined on your corpse after the children were born. When it comes to light you will be all that remains of House Silversong. The need for 40 heirs like Jarronus makes sense now.

As you will have the blade by then and the last surviving member of your house. The fool will try and die. She is part of a conspiracy to kill the King. Part of it but not the only one. They want him dead as well as any wives he has taken. He is taking 4 of them.

The third is a Moon-elf while his Queen will be a Snow-elf. The second is a Gold-elf, but not a high-elf. The Snow-elf had strong magical talent and fled the tribe she was with because they could not deal with magic in that tribe. She has no plans to ever return there.

The King is being targeted because he traveled the lands with a few guards in disguise. He went looking for bride candidates. He found 6 but 2 either broke the crystal to him or a family member did. Regardless he is marrying a Snow-elf, gold-elf, moon-elf, and another gold elf.

None of whom are from major families in the court, hence them not being high-elves. In fact, those families have no presence in court. What he found appealing about the idea. He was fascinated by the story of Eldar and his sexual prowess that he wanted to try a selection of diverse wives.

The reason we cannot say anything about this half-dragon now is she is a part of the conspiracy to have the King assassinated. The reason she wants the sword in the other man's hands. He would be judging if it was an assassination and he could work to undermine the investigation as to where the funds would end up going.

She wants to corrupt the sword and I have to give it to her, to let her try, and think she has succeeded. She cannot modify a relic of our Gods. Even with the minor relic, she spent a fortune on for just such a purpose. She got it with the help of others including this half-dragon. They are going to kill off 4 other blade wielders.

You just got spared from being killed because of the will change I requested. She is going to try and work with others to modify 5 Moon Blades purposes. I am forbidden from interfering and must turn your blade over to her until the will reading. Then go and see the King and get him to play this right.

After surrendering the sword and while his interrogators are at work. I have to time this right, but they will have assassins in place to take me out and that will delay me. IF I teleport home, they will attack the compound. I have to ride out of there; no walkout. Send Drakon'Sia home."

He thought, "You are wanting me to but not asking me to marry these two new blade wielders. The one from Goldeagle and the one from this new house. House Storm Blade."

He heard Corellon Larethian, "This will be a major internal upheaval on the cusp of the end of the war. I would like you to but am not forcing this upon you. They are good matches for you and the first two sons of Cresena. They will work but it would alter their destiny to help the snow-elf people. Talk it over with your wives. The choice is yours."

He slumped to the floor against the wall. He shook his head.

"I have a choice to make. I can save the King and deal with that aspect. The aftermath is where things get tricky. One house will be new as the entire house is killed off. Down to the children. Others it will be torn down to the blade wielder and their family. The King will take decisive action cutting it down to the bone.

This will kill thousands of elves. 2 of the new blade wielders are of age to marry. Corellon Larethian told me they are good matches to me and to Cresena's sons when they come of age. It would alter their destiny to help the snow-elf people.

The question is do I pursue these 2 in a similar arrangement as I am doing for Silversong? One I could approach now. The other after the fallout from this. After the cleansing and activation ceremony. It might be better beforehand. Would be better beforehand."

Silversong looked at Lerian, "What house are they killing off?"

Lerian looked at her, "Silverbar. This will be the third time the house has been brought down. Once due to corruption and a patron attack on this house. The other was involved in the attack of the ruler of that day. He will seize the sword when that wielder is killed. Hold it until the will reading.

The will stipulates there are no suitable heirs to the blade due to the level of corruption in the house. That the house should be destroyed as the gods told him he was going to be assassinated by his own house before he married. The lady he wanted to marry is Yelia Storm Blade. A house created with the aid of this house ages ago.

She is half wood-elf and moon-elf. A blade-singer who just graduated. He broke off their engagement 2 days ago. The other is Goldeagle. He will kill off that entire side of his own house. Including the children. He will leave the new Blade wielder who is an enchanter. She has no idea why she is chosen to hold the blade.

Until one Silvertree or another finds her and marries her. She would only have one daughter. An heir to pass the sword too. She would die during delivery. That daughter will marry the Eldest son of the King; becoming Queen one day."

Millia looked at Lerian, "This is the will of the Gods?"

Lerian looked at her, "They helped to contribute to a long war. They worked behind the scenes, delaying supplies, creating perceived shortages, or working directly for the enemy in the Case of Silversong and Silverbar.

They are justifying their actions as a means to take down this King. The King who does not stand on courtly politics of having to marry another high-elf gold-elf or his support for existing laws they want to have repealed.

He heard from the Lady, "The Goldeagle Blade Wielder has a twin sister and her lover. You could save them both if you marry them by tomorrow night in secret."

Lerian groaned, "I am being told there is one other gold-elf I could save. The twin sister to the Goldeagle Blade-wielder. An alchemist and her lover. She would bear children for my house and help to raise the children, including the future Queen.

The only way I can do that is if I marry them both tonight or tomorrow in secret. Keep them here until the will reading. I have talked long enough. Cresena then the other in order. Thoughts."

Nirra jumped the line, "You are getting visions on this?"

Lerian nodded, "Also direct messages from both Corellon Larethian and the Lady of Dreams. The Lady of Dreams told me of the sister."

Cresena took over, "I do not want to jeopardize my son's ability to help my people. You know how dear you are to me and if bringing in 3 more wives saves their destinies; I will support you.

I personally get really horny when pregnant and enjoy having a lover to share my time while you are away or off enchanting for hours at a time day after day for months. We know you could handle 3 more wives if it came down to it."

Millia looked at Lerian, "The sister came from the Lady of Dreams?"

He nodded, "A way to save her and not have a blade wielder is serious mourning over losing her lover."

Millia nodded, "I do not object and will meet with them at least. I agreed with Cresena on the other grounds. I am constantly horny, pregnant, or not."

Nirra looked at Lerian, "If Corellon Larethian is letting you know all of this directly I will meet with them."

He thought, "If I do this, I will ask with respect for one additional rune for the sword."

He heard back from the Lady of Dreams, "You bring these ladies into your marriage and you may have two additional runes. One for each blade wielder you bring in. This is helping us with the future and your cooperation in this change is appreciated.

This is not from me but the Corellon and Aerdrie Faenya working the champion gestalt issues. Some of your many offspring will help other houses in the future to finish rounding them out."

Lerian thought, "Teleportation circle and the lightning immunity."

Lerian heard her say, "I am surprised by the teleportation circle."

He smiled and thought, "I know I was thinking poison immunity but with all of the shields it comes in handy having it and the sword knows so many locations the wielder can ask it to take them too."

He heard her chuckle, "True the sword retained his memories. That could be very useful. I have them set for you. Now you just need to convince three women to marry you."

He thought and sighed, "Two and possibly three. I will start with the two closest."

He sat down and studied up and filled every teleport and teleportation circle including quickening them for the day. He looked at them, "I will go for the twins first. To bring them back here. If you are naked and fooling around all the better."

They laughed at him as he walked out. He looked over at Kazzara, "I transferred a million into your account. Let me know when you need more. I also want a second blade, for my new wife. One that can go from a shortsword to a long sword. I n fact make so it can do a bastard sword, and two-handed swords as well. I could look to get it to Dusk Moon in the future so they have options of wielding a sword that will change sizes."

She chuckled, "That would make three of those first swords. Maybe, if I did them at cost. That other one is interesting. You want that one just for the one ability?"

He smiled, "Yes, just the one ability. They just have to see or experience it and having that out there for those two swords especially is a good idea. Others might like that as well. I would ask that my new cleric wife; while ineligible for house-branded gear could probably use a better sword and we have some non-branded gear in there. Can you see what she carries and hit the armory for me?"

Melody came over and kissed him on the cheek, "I will do it. Where are you going?"

Lerian looked at her, "You remember the book talking about prophecies with Eldar. I just got hit with a major one that will be shaking the kingdom to the core. I am off to find 2 ladies to bring back to marry. Then in the morning, I will be going after one other. Yes, that would be 6 wives and 3 of them would be Moon Blade wielders after this shake-up. I should just get all 3 of them now."

He went and got Drakon'Sira saddled up and then mounted. He took off and left the home. He rode out of the house, "Best speed my friend."

He took off at a rapid pace until the palace gate where they checked his paperwork. He rode over to the small gold district enchanter shops. He got down and walked into an empty store except for one girl at the counter. Lerian walked over to her, "Hello, I need healing potions. How many do you have?"

She looked at Lerian, "I have 30 in stock but I can make more if given the time. Lerian smiled, "I will buy the 30. Lerian handed her his papers and account number. She looked at it, "You are the champion!"

Lerian nodded. The second sister came out, "I am the alchemist but as twins, most do not know the difference."

Lerian nodded, "I am happy to meet you both. That makes you the enchanter."

She looked at Lerian, "Yes. How did you know?"

Lerian looked at them, "You believe in the Gods?"

Information started flowing into his mind again. They nodded.

Lerian looked at them, "I know a lot about you Goldia and Gildia. I know you 2 are lovers, your parents are trying to marry you off into different branches of your large house. To 2 men who do not love you as they prefer their male lovers. You will either be abused by them or ignored.

One will want his other male lover involved in anything he does with you Goldia. They will go way too fast. Not use lubricant because they like it rough and fuck your nether-hole raw. That candle holder and candle are special to you as you used it to take each other's virginity to make you less likely marriage material.

I know that if Gildia does not take immediate action she will be dead soon. You both do not mind a male lover so long as you both share him.

I have 3 wives and I have been given insight into events that have yet to unfold. I am looking for 3 women, the 2 of you and another who is a Blade Singer. Goldia, you will live but your life will change forever. Yes, I am talking about marriage and soon today or tomorrow.

The only way I can save Gildia. You want more detail and answers close up shop after talking it over and come to the main gate. The third is in Quatarsia. From there I will teleport us to my home."

They just nodded at him as he paid for the potions and left. Lerian mounted up and left the district and teleported to the main gate Then again to the edge of Quatarsia and to the front of the inn. He dismounted and walked in to see one woman sitting at the bar trying to drink away her troubles. He walked over, "Fayoni Storm Blade?"

She looked at Lerian, "Yes."

Lerian looked at her, "You got students yet, Grand Master Blade Singer?"

She shook her head, "I plan to start searching for 2 of them next week."

Lerian nodded and handed her his tube, "General Silvertree, consider yourself conscripted for a couple of hours. I need to speak with you. Grab your horse."

She got up and followed him out and got on a freshly fucked mare. She noticed it and then his stallion. She shook her head, "Stallions just do it!"

Lerian smiled, "You want to see a trick?"

Lerian mounted up. She sighed, "Sure."

He thought, "Drakon'Sira, send 100 unassigned horses to follow and encircle us."

They started riding and horses came in from all directions and traveled with them. Lerian looked at her, "He is the head of the herd. They will take direction from him even over you."

She nodded, "What did you want to talk to me about?"

Lerian sighed, "Some unpleasant things, some about your future, and even more about finding love again and quickly."

She looked at Lerian, "What do you know of my love?"

Lerian looked at her, "Everything. The man you planned to marry broke it off 2 days ago with no explanation. I have it. I am the Champion for Corellon Larethian. He decided this champion needed visions to help guide him along the way. I know what is coming and that I cannot stop what has been set into motion. There are so many moving parts and each one is a trap if I am not careful."

She looked at Lerian, "What about my future?"

Lerian looked at her, "I wield my family Moon Blade I have 3 wives. The Gods have let me know that I need 2 or 3 more. You being one of them. The rest of this conversation should be held at my home.

That way I can talk with all 3 of you and my wives together. She looked at Lerian, "You want me to go to your home and be one of your 6 wives? Can you handle 6 wives?"

Lerian leaned over, "I married Nirra last night, she is keeping her house name. She will be allowing me, based upon an agreement, to bring some of those children into House Silvertree.

She has three boys on the way. I climaxed 19 times and hers were over 100."

She looked at Lerian, "How?"

Lerian smiled, "I am a descendant of Eldar Silvertree, he was going 40 times a night across his 6 wives."

She stared at Lerian, "How?"

Lerian smiled, "We can discuss that at my home. Because it will likely come up again."

She sighed, "You have answers to my questions. How do I know this?"

Lerian looked at her, "You grew up in a village north of the Capital. You have been attracted to women for years but beyond the one girl who let you run your hands over her breast that one time you have never found one. You almost got caught and ducked into the woods while she adjusted her clothes and walked out to her mother as if nothing happened.
She did not even talk with you after that. Except to say, 'Go away.' I am not talking about marriage to me, but to me and 4 or 5 other women who enjoy the company of other women. I also have access to the most intense training ground for Blade Singers."

She looked at Lerian, "You have a training ground?"

Lerian nodded, "Completely secure. I have one wife who is training 3 paladins currently."

She looked at Lerian, "This I have to see."

Lerian nodded as they left the shield and the horses turned back. He teleported them to the main gate of the city.

They rode inside to the 2 twin sisters who looked over at him and one spoke, "We want to know more?"

Lerian nodded, "Once we go in you ladies will be spending a few days as guests on my estate regardless of what you decide. I am pulling you out of harm's way. Agreed?"

Fayoni looked at Lerian, "You are going to keep us on your estate for a few days?"

Lerian nodded, "Yes, consider yourselves conscripted if you like. For a few days of relaxation and the company of as many Silvertree house members as you wish to talk with. Including my grandmother Melody Silvertree who lives in the same home that I do."

All three of them nodded at that point. Lerian pulled out a crystal, "I am knocking."

The voice answered, "The door is open."

Lerian teleported them all into the outer home. They looked puzzled. He stuck his hand over and rode inside and they followed.

Lerian opened the one to his home and they followed in he took them around to the stable and unsaddled Drakon'Sira and brushed him down. She looked at Lerian, "You have a stable in your home."

Lerian smiled, "Let me show you what I added."

Lerian walked over and opened the portal to the pasture. The two horses joined the others. She shook her head, "You have a small herd here!"

Lerian nodded, "He will let me know when he needs to go back to Quatarsia for some quality time with the herd."

She nodded. Goldia looked around, "This place is how large?"

Lerian sighed, "There are 30 interconnected in the main house there are six other houses that have some of these amenities. Not nearly as large, The King's secure shelter is like this. Different layout but a secure place to raise the children."

Goldia asked, "You have seen his shelter?"

Lerian shook his head, "No, but I could access it as the sword has been tied in as the creator of the shelter. As such I can take over all the security controls if needed."

Fayoni looked at him, "What keeps you from becoming power hungry and overthrowing the King?"

Lerian smiled, "The same sword. It would kill me if I attempted that."

She nodded, "What keeps it from getting corrupted?"

Lerian smiled, "That plays into the larger discussion."

Lerian walked into the bedroom and they had a face to face sitting double penetration going on Millia Lerian looked over, "Grandmothers. You will want to sit in on this discussion."

Lerian went to the table in the back by the falls. The three of them stared at the falls and the image of the sky. Gildia who had been quiet this whole time, "This place is wondrous."

Lerian smiled, "It can feed over 200 in each section."

He went and sat at the table as Melia finally peaked at being watched by so many. The ladies sat across from the falls facing the bedroom. The wives came out sans clothing or strap-ons.

Lerian called out, "Security wall up. Seal portal. There will be an attack conducted against an enemy location with strong necromancy. During that strike, the Silversong blade holder will die. The blade will end up with Nirra Silversong. She will inherit the blade. The reason she kept her house name and the children will be split between houses.

She will have 3 every time. 20 pregnancies in order to rebuild her house. It will be destroyed, except for her. As will House Silverbar, except it will be destroyed in totality. The gods informed the wielder that his house had hired assassins to kill him.

His will calls out there are no worthy heirs. He has a key to a storage box at the bank. It contains all the records he stored necessary to bring down the house. Including all the children who will be executed. The blade will become unassigned at that point, if the children are killed or not they would still be disowned in the eys of the Gods.

He left the Blade to his love Fayoni Storm Blade to become a blade for her house. We would work out a similar agreement if we went that way. That brings me to twins. This one is harder. The entire major branch you are a part of will be destroyed, including the children. Except for one. The new Blade Holder Goldia Goldeagle. That would include your sister if she has not married.

Goldia you are destined to marry me or one of my sons. The same goes for Fayoni. Those 2 sons of mine are destined to return to the Snow-elves. If they marry either, it would be changing their destinies. That is something very concerning to us but especially Cresena.

All of this came from Corellon Larethian or the Lady of Dreams. A storm of visions of the future or possible futures in some cases. Here is the catch for you Goldia. When you marry you will be dead within 2 years.

Your first child, a girl, will be born and you will die. That girl will become the next blade wielder and she will marry the future King. Bringing the last of your branch to an end as she married back into the main family.

She will be a gestalt much like myself. I am a mage and a magus. I have skills and abilities from both. I have access to two sections of spells. I can be a walking arsenal. Every child from my line is a gestalt.

The Gods want gestalts to be future blade wielders. Gildia you will either die in the purge or find love here and marry into my family. There is a conspiracy going on to bring down the kingdom and attempt to corrupt Moon Blades.

To allow the corrupted wielders to become chosen by those corrupted in the house. That whole branch of Goldeagle is involved; including assassinating the current wielder. Same for Silversong, and Silverbar. The other 10 are males and will eventually marry my daughters or granddaughters.

That will put gestalts into those lines and others. In short, all fourteen blade holders will follow a line of being gestalts. That way when they put 2 champions on the field the second is not handicapped. The reason for gestalts is the enemy escalated to all of their champions to being gestalts.

The Gods are matching these moves. The other 2 houses will be taken down to the blade wielder, Including the children. Now you know why I brought you here and told you that you would be my guests for a few days. You are all out of the line of fire. Goldia, you will lose your life in less than 77 years or less than 2. Your sister could have a long life."

Lerian thought, "How many pregnancies for her?"

Lerian heard back, "Fifteen and she lives a few centuries beyond that."

Lerian thought, "I need to tell them about the sword. My sister's sacrifice."

He heard her sigh, "Very well, I will send the images of that discussion to you all."

He waited for it to finish. Lerian looked up, "She gave up 5 centuries to give me time to start my family and bring power back to the blade. You will have 15 pregnancies and live a few centuries beyond that. There are rooms off to the right outside of this room.

If you want to take some time to process it and talk. Nothing has to be decided tonight but tomorrow night is another matter. If you have questions follow me, stay, and talk with my wives or grandmothers."

Lerian got up and walked out. Lerian had one following on his heels. Lerian looked over, "Security wall up."

Fayoni looked at him, "That is the only way in or out of here?!"

He nodded, "Yes. I knew your first instinct would be to run to his side and die with him but that is not what he wants for you. He wants a woman who is noble at heart, not a title to take over his sword.

Someone who is a protector of all the elven people, to take the blade and wash it clean. To bring it a good home with strong and capable children. They will assume the blade one day."

Lerian walked over and opened the portal to the training area. 3 female paladin candidates were running their drills. She looked at him, "This is the training area?"

Lerian smiled, "Part of it."

Lerian took her hand, "House Silvertree dropped to 1 when the wielder got the remaining 49 house members disowned for corruption. He left all the documentation. Sound familiar? He left the blade for his children. He only had 1 child before he died. This house has been there so I know how you feel."

She nodded. Lerian showed her around all the training areas including the functional sparring arena. She shook her head, "The previous champions were geniuses."

Lerian nodded, "Charlus is our Revered Champion. The Collector. The one who had a stand-off with the Lady of Dreams for 10 years."

Lerian took her to the area with more than a thousand dummies in them. "He only had one wife. The Lady messed with her fertility so she had too many the first time. The Lady had to watch over her to ensure she did not die or lose the champion forever. She did not save or restore her fertility.

Not until 10 years later when the Queen of the time sat down and mediated the dispute. He took on 2 more wives, she restored his first wife's fertility to normal. He wanted answers. He wanted her to admit what she had done and why. Then he set up a bizarre penalty if she interfered in the love lives of another Silvertree.

She did with me and Silversong. She made a promise to the destined to die champion that I would marry her. I only asked for a small fraction of the agreed-upon punishment and extended how long she is supposed to behave herself in the champion's life especially."

She asked, "What was the bizarre punishment?"

Lerian smiled, "To be tickled to death for 10,000 years."

She laughed at that.

Lerian smiled, "I made it 10 years. The same amount of time she had the standoff with Charlus who set the agreement. She was working to fulfill the dying wish of Silversong's brother. She did not ask me or talk to her.

She just made the promise. We found an attraction; we reached an agreement on children. She will have 3 every time. One will come to my house while the other two will remain with her house. Then I found out she was rebuilding it earlier, they just don't know it yet."

Lerian thought, "She capable of the same agreement?"

He heard back, "No, only twins and she will need them. She will have 20 pregnancies. She will die a century or so after."

Lerian thought, "One of four then and let her have twenty-four to offset."

He heard the Lady of Dreams reply, "One of every five and it stays at 20, including one of the first 2."

Lerian looked at her, "The goddess said you cannot handle triplets and they want the majority going to your house. Those coming to my house will have blue eyes. The trait of the Knight Paladin. You would have twenty pregnancies, all twins.

I would have one of every 5 coming to my house born with blue eyes. The eyes of Knight Paladin. She said you would live over a century after that. Enough time to see them all grow up."

She looked at Lerian, "40 children, with 32 to my house. IF we do this then those numbers are acceptable."

Lerian turned her and kissed her. He did so until her knees started to buckle. He steadied her. "No pressure."

She looked at Lerian, "What would pressure look like?"

Lerian smiled, "You naked sitting on my shoulder with your back against a wall while I do that to your pussy and nether-hole."

Her knees started to buckle again and Fayoni asked, "If I do this, that is what you would start with?"

Lerian nodded, "Yes, then I would break that pussy in really good for at least a couple of hours. Then your nether-hole after the wives prepare it. The ladies all wanted to be ravaged on their wedding night. That took about four and a half hours in the cunt with another three in the nether hole and two blow jobs.

If that is what you wanted and it is only you going. Talk with Nirra as she is a cleric and went through that last night. It was based on the tribal ritual Cresena was required to go through."

Lerian gave her a walkthrough of the ritual and the next morning. She shook her head, "The other two wanted that as well?"

Lerian nodded, "Then slept on my chest with my cock impaled in then slowly fucking them in my sleep all night long."

She smiled, "You fuck in your sleep?"

Lerian nodded, "Yes, was not told about that until the second wife went through it; Millia the paladin."

Lerian walked her out of the room and Millia worked with her charges. She looked at him, "It does not look like it is going well with the twins."

Lerian nodded and they walked back out to the falls area.

Cresena looked at him, "They want to die together."

Lerian thought, "What do I do with that?"

He heard her sigh, "Tell them if they wish to do that then I would allow Gildia to live as long as Goldia. Her complication she would have from having four would surface and the two of them would die together. Secure your home and set them up in a room together. Let them think that over."

Lerian thought, "What happens if she refuses the blade? Do you have an alternate anywhere in that family?"

Lerian heard back, "There is one she is two years away from being of age. She would have one for her house and the rest in your house if it comes to that."

Lerian walked over to them, "Goldia, would you take up the blade if you had your one, your sister would have four but the 2 of you would die together?"

Gildia looked at Lerian, "She will not take up the blade. She would rather see it die."

Lerian shook his head, "No an alternate would be selected instead and you would both die in the purge."

She nodded, "That is what we would do. Let the alternate take up the blade."

He nodded, "You will stay here, and then I will take you to the King together. There is food at the tables, ask for what you want. If you want any toys for your time together the ladies can help you in that department. You will be left alone to spend these days in each other's arms."

They nodded and both came over and hugged him. Goldia looked at him, "It was not you or your ladies. It was being forced into this. We knew enough that this would come someday."

Lerian nodded, "I know what you mean and I am sorry to bear the news but you know enough not to spend the time in the shop but with each other."

Goldia asked, "Is there another place with a waterfall in it?"

He thought, "Is that a good idea?"

She sighed, "They wish to go out on their own terms. Neither knows how to swim. You know there is a vacant room you could lock them. Let them know that they will have 2 days before you will return."

He waved them on, "You will have 2 days before I return for you. Would you like any toys or lube? To allow you to make love, how you like, for as long as you like, before doing what you are going to do? I am not a fool."

Goldia nodded to Gildia, "You said 2 days?"

Lerian nodded, "Maybe longer. At least 2 full days for you. One for each of you. Leave a note. To let the King know you knew the purge was coming and you left on your own terms?"

She nodded, "That is a fair request."

He walked them out of the shelter he lived in and to the sixth home upstairs. He showed them around, "This layout is different. Closer to the main house. The falls area is 40 feet deep."

They nodded, "This is nice of you."

He left the parchment and ink. He looked at them, "You can voice whatever you want in the letter but know I will read it if you have a message for me."

He kissed both of them for a full minute. He looked at them, "I am so sorry you got caught up in this."

Gildia looked at Lerian, "We knew there were a lot of bad things happening and it would bring the house down eventually. We knew it would take us with it. We expected that to happen, but this is very thoughtful of you."

He nodded, "I will set the Security so nobody gets in here but me."

He walked out, "Security wall up, Lockout all security for 50 hours. Seal portal for 50 hours. No access but myself."

He thought, "When do I have to approach this other girl to save her life? Set it so she takes up the blade immediately if she has to carry the burden of it, she might as well be protected."

He heard her sigh, "Tomorrow, she would have one girl for her house and the others would be claimed by your house. You will have to repeat it all."

He thought, "With wives behaving? She's an enchanter as well?"

He heard a response, "Yes, level 6 by the time she is of age. She would have 4 sets of twins and the first set would be triplets. She would live after the last delivery. I cannot give you a time frame on her."

He thought, "Because it will be close to when the one daughter is of age or sometime before she marries. Do not confirm or deny. You could have her having children all the way up until she dies in childbirth.

That would be more productive for her. She leaves more of herself behind. You are complaining, the Gods are, on the deaths from this war. Having them fertile and producing longer would help in that area as well.

You could also do what you did for Eldar's father and separate her from the sword and give it to her daughter as a wedding gift. Do not answer that. I will let her know the lone daughter from the first delivery is to be claimed by her. The two males would come to my house as would all children that follow."

He heard the Lady of Dreams, "We will consider things. You have a marriage to attend to."

He walked back into the house and back to the room. Fayoni looked at him, "Yes I will marry you and keep my house name. The agreed-upon splitting of the children is fine. These ladies are beautiful and I want you to ravage me like you did your last bride.

Millia told me the reason she did it. Confirmed in her mind that she could never handle you alone. I love the training facilities and they would be training alongside paladins. I want 2 female students."

Lerian shook his head, "One of each. One from each of the villages. One wood elf and one of mixed heritage like yourself. Both are almost the same age, 46. The mixed heritage is ahead on magic and the wood-elf is stronger in melee, she will challenge him and vice versa.

They will graduate and marry. Take up training for the next war with 4 students living out of Quatarsia proper but training everywhere. After your Master Trainer finishes this next set of students the ring will come to you."

She looked at Lerian shocked, "Can I expect a lot of this."

Lerian smiled, "It just started so I do not have an answer to that question. But your first female student is the master after you. At least for now. You might be training some Silvertree, Silversong, and Goldeagle students. Time will tell."

She smiled, "When do we do this."

He walked over near the edge and kneeled. He looked at her, "Kneel."

She smiled and did so he thought, "Can we shorten up the vows for those of us who are already married?"

He heard the Lady of Dreams, "Yes. I am coming."

She appeared out on the water but just above it.

The Lady of Dreams smiled at them, "Please rise."

Fayoni stood there with her mouth open and then noticed her attire had changed; as they all had changed. She looked at Cresena, "As the ring bearer your ring will divide out if another wife is added." Cresena pulled at her ring and pulled a second identical one.

She looked at Fayoni, "Do you take Lerian, Cresena, Millia, and Nirra into your heart and bed? To take on the responsibilities of the fourth wife that the Grandmothers can explain to you. To remain faithful to them. To be caretaker of all of the children he produces regardless of which house the child is listed under?"
She nodded, "I do, Lady of Dream."

The Lady of Dreams smiled, "'I do' works for a wedding. For next time."

She just nodded.

She looked at them, "I was asked to shorten this part. Answer in order, ladies first. Do you all renew your vow to each other with the inclusion of Fayoni Storm Blade into your marriage?"

They all said, "I do." In order.

She smiled, "Place the ring." She put the ring on.

She looked at Lerian, "I will shorten this part. All wives in order, kiss and welcome the new bride to the family. The groom goes last."

They cycled through kissing and some grouping. He gave her a slow and sensual kiss and she took it straight to passionately aggressive. Nobody noticed the Lady of Dreams departure.

They walked back in the room and the ladies were all over getting her out of her gear. He thought, "Varus'Nor add Nirra and Fayoni to the safe to handle list."

He responded, "Very well oh virile one."

Lerian chuckled at that. He drew his blade out which caused all the women to stop. He looked at Fayoni, "Hold out your hands."

She looked at him. "Trust me."

She held them out and he laid his blade in her hands.

"Those of you who read the journal know, I can set a safe list of who can handle but not wield the blade. You will soon have one of these. You need to know this fact for the safety of everyone in this room.

For the safety of all of the young children in the house. Let the children know they are removed from the list when they turn 50 and it is dangerous to them. Old enough to know better but not adults who think they know it all."

She nodded, "Thank you for letting me know."

He smiled, "I only have wives, my grandmothers, and my children on that list. That protection disappears when you die. The blade is deadly to everyone. Find the scabbard if possible if not a thick blanket and fold it over and then use a sword or something like that. Get it to the center; fold over and roll it up. They had 2 who died in the field when 3 blade wielders died.

For not treating these blades with respect and finding out the hard way simply touching them could kill you."

He summoned the sword to his hand and sheathed it. "All blades have that ability thanks to Eldar."

He took the hand of his bride, "Chamber pot. Better go now."

She nodded. He stepped out with the other ladies. He pulled out the journal and showed a small section called an addendum which had Jazzia's notes and he pointed to one entry added from Mercian's journal about 'fucking the shit' out of his bride. Chamber pot before you start.

Nirra nodded, "I could see that happening. That experience had to be sad and funny at the same time."

He put the book into Nirra's hands, "I know you had a rough day. Participate as little or as much as you wish. You can start reading that. The story of Eldar's first time is in there. It is in there for a very specific reason. He did not want that woman to be forgotten. She was kidnapped and killed days after that. That is documented in the historical part of the journal."

She nodded, "Big Book."

He nodded, "Charlus copied the original into new pages. He then bound that book and put a volume one on it.

His life's accomplishments are larger than any other wielder. That is why volume two will have to be started when I pass. I already have it and a blank volume three in storage where the book is located normally. It is in a secret compartment in this room that is accessible with this sword. There are over a dozen throughout this home."

He turned as she came out and Fayoni announced "Done." Lerian took her into the shower and flipped her over.

He washed her backside and crotch. He rinsed her off. He put her legs on his shoulder and her back against the wall. Lerian ravaged Fayoni's clit, cunt, ass, and inner legs for 40 minutes. He smiled, "Now you are done in here for now."

Fayoni nodded as Lerian got her to her feet. Fayoni grabbed his head and sucked and licked his face and mouth. He grabbed her ass and picked her up and carried her onto the bed.

Lerian spread her legs measured off and popped through her hymen. She wailed. Hers seemed thicker. Lerian looked at her, "Tell me when I can continue. That was the hard part for the cunt."

She nodded, "Go ahead."

Lerian slowly worked his way deeper. She climaxed left and right. He got fully seated in her cunt. Lerian started slow and then added speed to it varying the distance.

Fayoni nodded. He fucked her slowly and she was in a constant state of orgasm.

Lerian sped up on her and it changed. Fayoni looked at him, "Harder."

He sped up on her and until Lerian was close and sped it up even more and blasted his first loaded into here and Fayoni sighed out, "I can feel it spreading around."

He started up again and kept it up through 7. He looked over, "IF you want to kiss her and her tits now is a good time Nirra. She smiled and crawled onto the bed as he backed out and Cresena attacked the spurting cunt.

He moved over while Millia cleaned off his cock and balls. She smiled, "She tastes good."

Lerian looked at Nirra, "Ritual, as the last wife in you are the first to prepare her ass. Remember your hand placement. We will check your work."

He heard them laughing as he grabbed Fayoni and rolled her over. Lerian moved off and grabbed something quick to eat. Lerian heard the sounds of a flood. It looked like she sprayed and peed at the same time.

She was still spraying as the wives took their turn checking her preparation. Lerian applied a couple of drops of lube on his cock and spread it out on my hands. He spent 5 minutes getting her opened up again. Lerian slid them in and twisted them both and gave a few short thrusts until she locked down.

She came again and sprayed the floor. Lerian extracted his hand and slid his cock into her nether hole. He rotated her leg so she was on her back again and her legs, "Your job to hold them, Cresena can get them behind her head."

She put her arms up and put them behind her shoulders.

Lerian smiled, "Better for masturbating I bet."

She turned red and then nodded. Lerian started pumping slowly and steadily increasing the pace until he filled her up. He started again without stopping. Lerian used a free hand to rub her clit, her sides and tweaked her nipples.

He got close on the last one and he put both hands on her breasts, tweaked them both, and blew across her clit. She hit a banshee wail as she locked down. He slammed forward and blasted her with the sixth load of seed. It was pushing back at him. He looked over, "CHAMBERPOT!"

Millia got to it first and set it on the bed next to him. Lerian picked her up, "Release your legs."

She let them both go and they smacked me on either side of my head. Hard enough for the others to take notice. Lerian sat her down, got one leg off of my shoulder, and pulled as she wailed out again and filled the pot. He let her other leg down.

He looked at her, "That was close."

She nodded, "I did not need to do that earlier. After your efforts, you broke it free."

Lerian chuckled, "Cleaned you out."

She nodded. Lerian walked up and slid his cock between her lips. He looked over, "Cresena, time for instructions before she bites it off."

She hurried over and gave instructions. Soon he had Millia and Nirra sucking on his balls while massaging his ass. Another five minutes. Lerian looked over, "Swallow it or wear it as the ladies will clean you up." He released and she swallowed the first one and shot the rest across her tits and stomach. Lerian looked at her, "Again." She went to town as she was getting the hang of it. Nirra moved up behind him.

About ten minutes into it and spread his cheeks she stuck her tongue into his nether-hole. He lost it. No warning. He just soaked her with a quart of seed."

Lerian laid her back and took the chamber pot off to the side, "Ladies she is yours. 30 minutes in each hole for all of you to welcome her home. Lerian left the ladies and got into the shower which he had left running. He washed off and walked out and slid his pants on.

He walked out to the grandmothers eating a morning meal.

He looked at them, "Do you know Jennasi Goldeagle?"

Kazzara nodded, "I met her a few times. She is talen..."

She stopped in mid-sentence. "She is on that branch, isn't she?"

He nodded, "Because the twins decided to die together and not take up the sword, she is next on the list to be saved. Could you bring her back here and explain what is going on while I get a few hours of sleep?"

She nodded, "I am normally off from there today but I will tell them I am interviewing students for my home training program on mythic magic. Something new. I want to see if she qualifies.

I will get her here and secure this place and tell her what you told me. Because the twins turned down the offer it will come to her. It is the only thing to save her life. Will she live longer than one pregnancy?"

He smiled, "Yes, nothing decided on how long. But significantly longer than a couple of days. Let her know your offer to teach her is real too."

She nodded and smiled. She left in a hurry. He went back into the room as the two ladies sent her wailing off again.

He looked over, "All done?"

Nirra looked over, "I will do it another time. My energy is flagging at the moment."

He nodded. He set his internal self to wake up in 4 hours. Lerian got into the center of the bed, picked her up and slid Fayoni down his cock and laid her on his chest. He whispered, "Can you handle me alone?"

He heard her sigh, "Not bloody likely. Not and be able to get out of bed. You never went soft."

He sighed, "I noticed."

Cresena looked at him, "What does that mean?"

He pointed, "Get my boot dagger. She grabbed it. He cut across his hand and wiped it off.

He watched the wound finish closing and she looked at him "Gods, like Eldar?"

He shrugged, "I have to have some answer." He laid back and started fucking her slowly until he fell asleep.

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Lerian ended up at the falls and he saw who he assumed was Charlus approaching. He looked at Lerian, "Good work on negotiating on behalf of Varus'Nor. The measured response was a nice touch. She is getting 10 years' worth of being tickled half a day at a time. Spread over 20 years."

Lerian smiled, "You tasked with that task?"

He laughed and smiled. No other answer, "Something happened when your amulet activated. You got the constitution boost but it more than doubled. They are still trying to figure out how to fix that."

He looked at Charlus, "A cursed item that drains your constitution; built into the amulet to try and counteract it for the next wielder."

He sighed, "Been dismissed as too risky. The good news is it won't affect your aggression. The bad news is you will be uncomfortable walking around beautiful women. Unfortunately, you have work to do. They hope it does not carry forward, we will see."

He woke up just as he filled her cunt again. He sat up, spun her around, and laid her in his spot. Lerian slid out of her sopping wet cunt and hit the shower again. He got dressed in clothes but with his blade.

He studied the missing spells he needed and swapped a few around. He walked over to the table. "Where is she?"

Melody looked at Lerian, "Bedroom over there filling a chamber pot from puking and crying."

He walked over and knocked on the door. He heard a weak, "Come in."

He opened the door and walked in, "She told you what she knows. I will tell you what I know. The Gods want me to marry you when you are of age. Keep your family name for your daughter.

While the two boys and all the other children would be born to my house. One day your daughter will be Queen as she marries the son of the current King. The only question you have to answer right now is that you will take up the sword. IF you want to live."

Jennasi looked at him and nodded, "I want to live."

He looked at Jennasi, "You attracted to women?"

She nodded, "Very much so. I never thought of having a husband."

He looked at Jennasi, "I have 4 wives who enjoy my company and each other. I ravished my fourth bride last night. Over 9 hours of sex on my new bride. I am a champion with a champion's constitution. Follow me."

Lerian walked over to the table, "Silvertree grilled beef steak standard sides for two. With mead."

Jennasi looked at Lerian, "I am not very hungry." Lerian took the steak knife and cut his hand with it.

Melody looked at him, "What are you doing?!"

He took a napkin and wiped away the blood just as the last of it closed up, "Kazzara, we can thank my genetics and the amulet you put together."

She sighed, "Also the last champions amulet that was supposed to fix some of this. Yours changed nothing like that."

He nodded, "I do not have the aggression but I could stay hard in this room all day long because of all the beautiful women living here."

She smiled and shook her head. He pointed to a seat on the other side, "You can order up anything you liked. Add bananas for two."

He peeled one back, "Not a local fruit but try it. It should be easy on the stomach." Jennasi took it and he devoured both steaks with all the sides and then one of the banana. All before she finished one banana. Jennasi shook her head, "That was a lot of food."

He nodded, "Expended a lot of energy."

Lerian took his shirt off so she could see his physique of hard muscle and the amulet. He looked at her, "You will find next to no fat on this body. I was replenishing what I expended over the last couple of days."

The door opened. Lerian called out, "If you are not dressed do not come out, we have an underage woman here."

Cresena glided over naked, "I am sure she has seen a naked woman before. You are needed in the bedroom for a few minutes."

Lerian looked at her, "True, but you are probably the first snow-elf she has seen. Let alone naked."

She turned slightly blue. He walked by and smacked one of Cresena's ass cheeks. She called out, "What was that for?"

He looked at her, "Either for walking out naked or for getting embarrassed about it now after being warned. Take your pick."

The ladies at the table chuckled. He went into the bedroom and Fayoni looked at Lerian, "You fucked me nice and slow the entire time. I came and came. Gods it was a constant series of orgasms. You do me slow and I keep climaxing left and right. You shot off once every hour. That was nineteen times!"

He nodded and helped her to her feet. She grabbed his shoulders. He grabbed her hips as she started to fall sideways. He looked at her, "Into the shower unassisted. She sighed and almost fell twice. 40 minutes later she was in the shower. Lerian kissed her. He turned on the water. I flipped her over and filled up both holes. I carried her like that to the chamber pot and sat her down.

She groaned out. He looked at Nirra, "Heal her up."

She nodded and came over and threw several healing spells into her. They got her to her feet. Lerian looked at them as he walked her out, "Dressed and out to the main dining room table. She is still too young but she should meet you all; not naked like Cresena."

They chuckled as she walked back in as he said that. He walked out and sat next to the new arrival. "I am sorry about this. I do not make the prophecies. I just know there is nothing I can change about that or the 7 assassins who will try and kill me; when I return from this mission."

She looked at Lerian, "What mission?"

Lerian looked at her, "The one a guard will be contacting me about here in a minute. Necromancy stronghold 100 miles behind enemy lines. I need to change clothes and get into my armor. The ladies will keep you entertained while necromancers try and kill me."

She looked shocked as he walked back and changed. Lerian came out armed for battle. The portal opened and the patron yelled over, "The King wants to see you at the palace."

Lerian nodded and went and got Drakon'Sira. He got him saddled up. He rode out which shocked their guest. He looked over, "Please show her around including the library."

The ladies nodded. He rode out of there at double speed, "Open portal."

He rode through, "Close portal. Lower security wall."

Lerian got inside, "Raise security wall. Open portal. Close portal and open door." He nodded. Lerian had two Moon Blade wielders sitting on their horses. Lerian nodded to them, "Added another wife last night; that makes 4."

They nodded and Silversong looked at him, "Explains sleeping in."

Lerian shook his head, "Request I take your sword to your house when I return from this mission."

He nodded, "Consider it requested. Reason?"

Lerian looked at him, "Because you are going to send a message to your house patron that if you fall the sword is to be brought to her by ME until the will reading tomorrow. They want to do a nighttime strike. Best speed."

Moon Bow seemed perplexed, "Sounds like you have already been briefed."

Lerian shook his head, "Just what the Gods have told me including our friend will die in this fight. He knows already as they told him as well. There is infighting going on within his house."

They got through the palace gate and then to the front of the palace. They dismounted and walked in. The Guard Captain pointed, "War Room."

Lerian walked up 2 steps at a time. They walked into the room and the King looked over, "That took time."

Lerian nodded, "Saved every spell for this nighttime strike the dragons are wanting to do, Your Majesty."

The King looked, "How...never mind."

Lerian walked over and pulled up the map on the table. Lerian looked at the King, "Overwatch has yet to get me the crystals. I need to speak with Alliance Overwatch."

The King handed Lerian a crystal, "Which eye does this go too?"

He shook his head, "That goes to the commander."

Lerian activated the crystal, "Commander, this is General Silvertree, I need both portable displays and a set of communication crystals to you and both eyes."

He called out, "Nobody talks with them directly."

Lerian smiled, "I do or I will shut down the Silvertree property that was left to me. Meaning the Alliance Overwatch. The Kingdom does not own the equipment. The Silvertree blade wielder owns it. Now bring me those crystals and displays to the fourth floor War Room. In case you do not realize it. What you are holding is the crystal the King just handed me."

The King looked at Lerian, "That one is for you. I did not realize the Overwatch system belonged to you."

Lerian shook his head, "Overwatch was paid for by the Kingdom. Alliance Overwatch belonged to the Blade Wielder. All the way back to Charlus when he built it with his own money for use with the Knights. He left ownership of his estate to me. Check the Dragon Accords for when the systems were restored. Where it specifically calls out the ownership of the terminals to the Silvertree Blade Wielder, as well as the shelters."

The Field Marshal cleared his throat, "General Silvertree is correct. Those terminals belong to whoever wields that sword, the selected elven blade wielder. He was very specific that they have to be the wielder of that Moon Blade and not just possess the sword or be a dragon who has it in their horde.

I was here when it was demanded by the Blade Wielder to be worded that way. As part of the agreement to restore the system to full strength. To avoid this confusion in the future."

The King nodded and stepped out. He came back in, "The items you requested will be here shortly."

Lerian nodded to him, "Field Marshal can we hold until that arrives. It will drive changes to your plan."

He looked at Lerian, "How do you know my plan? I have not briefed it yet."

Lerian nodded, "Nighttime strike is fine. Attack patterns are fine. Rally points need to change."
He looked at Lerian, "How..."

Lerian zoomed in the map he was on. "Here and here is what you have. Now can we wait? Or do you want to talk about these two spots that are no good either?"

He sighed, "Show me what the issues are."

It took another 10 minutes when he showed up with the displays in a bag of holding.

Lerian pointed, "Bags do not work in here."

He walked out and brought in the two displays. He looked at the commander, "First, one of these displays remains in the War Room at all times. I realize you have been overseeing the system for 10 years but my family has overseen it a lot longer. Crystal to Left Eye and Right Eye please?"

He handed him the crystals.

"Left Eye, change display one. Set depth at two hundred feet and set area to grid 171 Delta and display two to the same setting on grid 173 Bravo. He brought up both portable displays. "Take them down 150 feet below the surface."

They looked in at caverns. The field marshal nodded, "Should be sturdy enough our system looked at that."

Lerian sighed, "The same location. Take it down to 10-foot square 300 feet high on both of them. Start a scan north to south on display 1 and east-west on display 2. When you hit the outer wall move 15 feet and get the next line."

They watched the displays. Lerian called out, "Display one back up 20 feet Monitor 2 switch width to 30 feet and Height to 100 feet. Run across the bottom of the cavern.

What you are seeing on monitor 1. Hang on monitor 2 go back you will see 4 circles. Barrels that are on the display, then on monitor three do a 10 foot square by 100 feet high above the same areas as monitor 2. Along with the ceiling of that cavern. Stop when you see something unusual. What you have on display 1 and 2 are barrels filled with dwarven explosives."

The dragons looked at everyone, "The dwarves are on our side."

Lerian nodded, "Not when they were infiltrated during the Eclipse War. The dwarves were infiltrated and sent ..."

They heard, "Left Eye here. Display 3 found unusual. He flipped to display 3. The Field marshal looked at me, "What is that?"

Lerian called out, "Left Eye monitor three-run the length of that increased height to 300 feet and narrow width. You see anything unusual stop. During the Eclipse War dwarves sent all of their sappers into the Underdark. When the dragon lands rose, they collapsed a series of tunnels for dragons coming in the area. There was a loud explosion at one point.

My ancestor's journal called out that Glimmer said if she had to guess the explosion was dwarven explosives. If they got into the head of one of those dwarves then they know how to make it but are not skilled in transporting it. Thus, not a lot of it. Even years later."

Lerian heard, "This is Left Eye monitor two and three are showing things." Lerian pulled up 2 and 3. he pointed. "These are poles in a spike trap. Those are poles supporting the roof. Now field marshal would you get Dragons' Overwatch to scan those cavern ceilings for transmutation magic 30 feet high 5-foot squares. Transmutation is a magical type we do not scan for. Those are not enough support poles.

I am betting they are using flying blocks with canvas going between them. Just enough to hold the earth up at just the right height and weight. The poles were put in place to support a couple that started sagging. I believe you are looking at a tiger trap designed to kill the dragons who teleport into the area. Elven War Horse would not fall they would just start flying; the explosives on the other hand would be fatal.

The other 2 locations are the same way with caverns, but they seem thinner on the roofs?"

He nodded, "About 20 feet thinner on the roof."

Lerian took the map and zoomed it out. "Here and here."

He looked, "That is 5 miles away and that one 7 miles." Lerian nodded, "Dragons fly faster than elven warhorse. The one had an encampment in-between. The other is a plateau if there is a dragon encampment it is there and at this base we are striking. Possibly a couple of others.

IF you want to teleport a scout over the area then now is the time to do it before it gets dark."

The Field Marshal stepped out. Lerian sat there and watched the displays.

Lerian activated a crystal, "Monitor one grid one-seventy-two-bravo." Lerian looked at the King, "This is the stronghold..." Lerian paused. "What is going on with the display Right Eye?"

Right Eye responded. "Been that way since the outage about 3 years ago. We lose signal from Dragons' Overwatch."

Lerian shook his head, "No Right Eye you are not losing the signal. You are losing necromancy detail from Dragons' Overwatch; the question is why?"

Lerian looked over at the Field Marshal who was standing there. He ignored his question, "There is a small encampment with half-dragons. 3 white and 3 green. We can remove them easily enough."

Lerian looked at the Field Marshal, "What is going on with access to necromancy? Those crystals are tied directly into the main system."

He looked at Lerian, "I would have to have enchanters look at that."

Lerian nodded, "When things settle down from this I will be there. I am an enchanter; FULLY versed on this system that Charlus built and rebuilt for you."

He looked at Lerian, "Access to Dragons' Overwatch operation has to be approved by the council."

Lerian nodded, "I know but they cannot deny access without giving a valid reason and 'dragon business' is not a valid reason. You make the arrangements for next week. If there is a rejection including the reason. I want that in 3 days. As outlined in the Accord. Continue on with your briefing."

He glared at Lerian. Then he outlined the new rendezvous points and attack patterns. Lerian looked over, "Strategy! You get one chasing you, dive at one of these 4 locations. Force web them or wing lock them. Let them go flying into their own spike trap. We will see if we have dwarven explosives or something else. Regardless, be moving away before they hit."

They left the room and went out front with the elven general and his command staff. General Strong Oak looked at Lerian, "This is my operation. You take direction from me."

Lerian smiled, "General Strong Oak, It is your operation. I take direction from the Gods and the King in that order. I will take suggestions from you. These 2 are under my orders; which you have seen and know. That is why you did not bring it up in front of the King. I just saved how many lives by changing the entry and exit points? The Gods have me here; not you, cousin."

They rode out to the main gate and his casters took them to the rendezvous point.

He called out assignments. He looked at Lerian, "You got issues flying rearguard?"

Lerian looked at him, "Until we engage that is fine. It is ideal in fact, as I have great eye-sight to watch your backs."

He handed Lerian a crystal, "Report anything." They took off and in waves of 8.

Lerian looked at them, "Give them a few hundred yards so we can see anything before it gets too dark."

They nodded. Finally, Lerian thought, "Best speed."

Lerian was 20 minutes into the ride when he saw them. "General Strong Oak, turn your men back to here and regroup. We have 40 dragons; 20 on each side."

He responded, "We have dragons in this fight and it is close to almost pitch-black outside."

Lerian sighed, "I have better eyesight than most of those dragons. They are coming in from the sides. Regroup or I will regroup you!"

General Strong Oak laughed, "You are too far back to be of any threat of doing that."

He thought, "Drakon'Sira! Recall all eleven Warhorses to us slow down to double speed."

Lerian heard the crystal from General Strong Oak, "I do not know how you are doing this but stop or I will have you executed."

He looked at the crystal, "You have more than one psionic in your group, have them look through my eyes if they have that ability. Then you can decide if I just saved your ass, cousin. Best speed."

The horses grouped up in a line with the general next to him. Lerian saw a crystal light up, "They said you see another 20 coming up from the base. They are headed to the plateau."

Lerian nodded. "Contact the field marshals and have his troops move straight away from the base or teleport to it. They have 60 hostiles heading for the plateau."

He made the call. "Half are flying away and half are teleporting in behind us."

Lerian nodded, "Which way did their champion go?" He called them.

He looked at Lerian, "Away."

Lerian thought, "Fucking perfect. Release control back to their riders."

Lerian looked at him, "Expect one dragon for sure. Another champion. You may resume command as the horses are released to the riders. I ride the head of the herd. He took control of your horses."

They hit the base and had 7 dragons rise up. One stood out as his eyes glowed; breaking the night. Lerian headed up and his two guys followed. He turned off his non-detection just long enough to get the one dragon's attention. He called out, "Breakaway! He will chase me. Help out below."

They broke off and the one dragon was faster than the others.

Lerian tried an expanded force web and it did not even slow him. He thought, "Great, he has draconic freedom of movement built into his symbol."

He teleportation circled up several hundred feet behind him and headed for the ground. He was faster but not more maneuverable. Lerian fired disintegration rays back at him and hit him a few times. Then he blasted a few acid explosions in-between as this one was not a black shadow hybrid, but a blue dragon.

Those pissed him off and he knew he was getting close to having to land. He saw what he feared, a drow champion on the field. He watched Lerian fly straight toward him as the dragon pulled up to make a controlled landing. Lerian moved in between them at the dragon's side. He waited and teleportation circled just as he finished casting his disintegration toward Lerian. The drow champion hit the dragon coming in. Lerian threw a wall of force that was angled at a forty-five degrees angle. The dragon tried to pull up but slammed into the wall.

He thought, "All War Horses, as high as you can get now! Champion down!"

He watched the dragon slam down and veered left unconscious as it fell onto the drow with its body. Lerian teleportation circled one more time to a much higher altitude. He saw the horses and a few dragons flying out as the blast went off from the two holy symbols. Followed by blasts at six other locations surrounding the enemy base. He heard Varus'Nor, "We have a blade to collect."

Lerian went down to the site of destruction. It was that; total destruction. He pulled a crystal, "General if you are still alive, I have a Moon Blade to remove from the field."

Lerian heard a sigh, "Again?"

Lerian shook his head, "It was predicted, cousin."

He handled it with Moon Bow who landed and they tracked the location. They had two members of House Silversong land. Lerian looked over, "I am under direction to return this to your patron. To hold until the will reading at mid-day."

They looked at Lerian and one spoke, "Our patron said we needed to bring it home."

Lerian looked at him, "You know the right way to get a blade off the field without killing yourselves? Your patron was told I would bring the blade. I watched that order go out to her myself via the King's courier."

They shook their heads. Lerian nodded, "Then you can go back with me as I deliver this to your patron."

Lerian located the blade but no signs of any dead body. Lots of parts but the bodies for most in the area were gone. He laid out the blanket and strings.

He tied slipknots around the handles and laid the strings out. He rolled the upper and lower edges to allow the grip and tip to be exposed. He then rolled it. Bound the strings together. He used a candle and his signet ring to set several thick wax seals interconnected.

He then cast a transmutation spell across the wax and turned it into steel. He picked it up with Moon Bow shaking his head, "What was with the additional seals?"

Lerian smiled, "No way to attempt to claim it without showing that you violated the terms of the will of the previous wielder. A fate punishable by death."

The two of them looked at him, "The patron will not like that."

Lerian nodded, "I know that is why I did it. She gets to hold it. But she cannot try and send a hundred of you to claim the blade to find one it might accept. I am saving your lives. It is to be claimed at the will reading and not before. She knows it and I know it. I will be there."

He shook his head, "You are not a member of the house."

Lerian looked at him, "My wife is and as I had a specific threat made against her by one who will be attending. I will be there to take his fucking head off if he so much as looks at my wife wrong."

Lerian mounted up with the sword.

He looked at Moon Bow, "Take us home, I burned through too many castings dealing with that fucking champion." He nodded. They rode through the gate, Varus'Nor alerted, "Danger but they seem to be going back and forth."

Lerian thought, "Expected."

They rode to house Silversong. Lerian got off Drakon'Sira outside the estate. "Head for home. I feel like a walk, Drakon'Sira. Try not to run anyone over."

Drakon'Sira took off.

Lerian looked up "Moon Bow, take tomorrow off I got this."

He nodded and left as Lerian walked onto the grounds. A few city guards rode by and Lerian waved to them. One of the 2 'escorts' Lerian had looked at him, "You have big balls to do this alone."

Lerian smiled, "I am confident in my skills which you have no fucking clue about. Also, Moon Bow and those city guards saw me entering this estate. Would it not look suspicious if I somehow disappeared before leaving this estate?"

They looked at each other as they got to the door. Lerian looked at the guards, "Get your patron for me."

One of them went inside. She came out a few minutes later, "I heard you have me to thank for still being a patron."

She glared at Lerian. He pulled the sword out, "This sword is bound and sealed inside of this blanket.

Anyone who tries to draw the blade before the will reading will find that it will destroy the seals and blanket when the sword becomes active. Ending in their quick death. Yours to guard over until the will is read, as the guardian.

I told your family members here due to the threat made against my wife; I will be attending by her side. Mid-day tomorrow. The King has been informed of this as well and concurs."

She looked at the way Lerian had it wrapped and nodded, "The seals will be intact and nobody will draw the blade until the will reading."

Lerian left her standing there smiling. He walked off the property. Lerian heard, "Danger but you expected this."

Lerian thought, "Varus'Nor left hand Moon Fire on."

Lerian summoned his other blade rolled against a wall. He looked out and saw the shape of the first. He drank a potion to protect against poison. He dimension doored in behind him.

Lerian took his head off and 3 bolts and 3 arrows came in with 4 hitting him. Lerian pulled them out and drank down a healing potion before he spotted the next one. He flipped his swords to strike down and dimension doored and struck down into the back of that one. Lerian had three arrows come at him with one hitting. Lerian magic missiles the one and took cover. Lerian pulled the arrows and downed another healing potion.

Lerian magic missile him again when he popped his head out. He moved back behind cover. Lerian heard him giving his location. He thought, "Human talking to a halfling."

He activated the fly ability in his armor. Lerian flew across to one and got hit with 3 bolts for his efforts. He ran Varus'Nor through the target. He pulled the bolts. Lerian listened as he downed another potion, "Poison does not seem to be working, try the petrification."

Lerian dimension doored behind that voice. He rolled up and did a double blade strike on him and the halfling yelled out. Varus'Nor burned thru him as the next volley came in.

Lerian dimension doored to the higher location and was met by 2 of the would-be assassins. He did a whirlwind strike as he got stabbed from behind by the one. He pulled arrows and drank another potion. With the two burned and sliced bodies. That left one.

He heard him running. Lerian dimension doored ahead of him. He came to a stop and fired a bolt at Lerian which caught him in the arm. He heard him giggle, then he realized it did not affect. Lerian knew it would not due to the circle in his hat. He hit him with a scorching ray and then a quickened one and watched his invisible halfling form burn. He stripped the body and moved it. Lerian gathered all of them on the street below.

He stripped them all and found one with eight communication crystals on one of them while the other 6 each had 1. Lerian broke those 6. He pulled out a crystal, "Left Eye open the door."

Lerian heard back, "I was instructed to not let you into the area."

Lerian smiled, "Shelter, Strip all access except the blade wielder. Turn off food, security wall up, and entry security up.

The next command deals with the portal and that would be problematic for you as if you have one of the accesses to the teleporter and I do the same thing to Right Eye you are trapped and starving. I am General Silvertree and the equipment and shelter are my family property. Which is why you cannot override it. Which shall it be?"

He heard him sigh, "Teleport access is open." Lerian put the crystal away.

He used a teleportation circle to the top of the inside of the shield. Right over house Silversong's entrance. Lerian teleported into the 'head' and teleported to the palace entrance and walked inside. He looked at the Guard Captain, "I have a note for the King."

Lerian's crystal to the King activated, "Yes, Your Majesty."

He asked, "Where are you?"

Lerian smiled, "Standing in front of your Guard Captain with a note to you, Your Majesty. The entrance to the palace."

The King talked to an irate patron Silversong. The King sighed, "What is this note about?"

Lerian smiled, "You first, Your Majesty. You contacted me."

He sighed, "House Silversong said you attacked them. I told them to explain to me how when you are in front of my Guard Captain. She shut up and turned off her communication."

Lerian nodded, "She did not wish to tell you of the 4 human and 3 halfling assassins. I returned them to her from the top of the city shield. I take it that is the attack she was talking about, Your Majesty."

He sighed, "How did you get to the palace so fast?"

Lerian smiled, "Your Majesty, this city has eyes everywhere. The note deals with the reading of Silversong's will at midday tomorrow. Whoever instructed your people at Alliance Overwatch to deny me access needs to have their hands slapped. At the moment I have seized control over Alliance Overwatch."

He sighed, "What do you mean they denied you access?"

Lerian smiled, "That is a question for your commander, your Majesty. I am sure he will be showing up soon."

The King had a crystal buzzing. The King talked and then sighed, "You have full access, would you release the people working the Overwatch?"

Lerian smiled, "Once I visit them again and ensure the people working in it are aware. If the commander wishes to have access then he should meet me there. Also, Jennasi Goldeagle is working with my grandmother from Silvertree Estates. Just so you are aware."

He sighed, "I need to see her tomorrow as well. I was wondering where she was."

Lerian nodded, "I need to see you, Your Majesty. Before you finish with Golden Arrow."

He started to say 'How' and caught himself. "War Room now."
Lerian went up the stairs to the room and into the War room. He looked at Lerian, "I have 5 blade wielders dead in the last 16 hours. All of them had their wills to be set at midday tomorrow."

Lerian nodded, "I know."

He looked at Lerian, "What do you know?"

Two people came out of the dungeon. Lerian looked at them, "I know of the prisoner. I warned the King about him."

One tried getting into his mind. Lerian threw him a very long form of encryption algorithm in front of them.

Lerian looked at him, "Get out of my mind or you will be missing your head!"

The King looked over, "Stop!"

The one stopped, Lerian looked at him, "I will get a few of House Silvertree's psionics to pay you a mental visit and see how much you invade other peoples' minds without the King's consent."

Lerian walked up to him and before he realized it slapped manacles onto him. "They will stop psionics as well. I will ask you this your Majesty, is his one of the houses who lost a blade today?"

He nodded, "Yes, but that one was expected."

Lerian nodded, "Silversong."

Lerian looked at the other, "Try again on the prisoner in back. You will find you have better luck. When this one is not blocking you."

The King motioned him back. Lerian looked at him, "Instructions the same. Sword to be held by the patron or elder to their branch until the will is read?"

He nodded. Lerian looked at him, "Goldeagle, Silverbar, Silversong, New Moon, and Silver Ring."

He nodded, "This is something huge isn't it?"

Lerian nodded, "Yes. Take no action other than summoning the other Moon Blade wielders here. Set each one in a different room up here to wait. We will use this room for all will readings, Start with Silversong as that one was predicted. Any other Silversong or members of those five houses I need to know about?"

He nodded, "The commander is Goldeagle. Younger brother to the Blade Wielder that died."

Lerian nodded, "I will be sure he is riled up at me but unaware that I know anything. Write your Royal arrest warrants. No need to write one for Goldia or Gildia Goldeagle. Goldia refused to take up the family blade. Instead, she chose to die with her sister. When you make the call that you will make."

He grabbed Lerian's arm, "I want you back here straight away!"

Lerian sighed, "Then I will need to Bring a certain Goldeagle and my brides who kept their house names here. I need to get a few hours of sleep and get my spells back. He sighed, "Bring them."

Lerian nodded. He teleported into the 'head' again. The commander was waiting for him. He looked at Lerian, "You have no right..."

Lerian looked at him, "I have every right. Tomorrow I will see about getting you removed from this position. Should be easy enough as you're an incompetent ass."

He walked over, "Restore access to food."

Lerian looked at him, "Commander Last name?"

He looked at Lerian, "I am not telling you that." Lerian nodded, "Fair enough I can just contact the King and get the name. Set security control and portal access to only those in the shelter. The only one authorized to change it is the blade wielder."

Lerian walked over to Right Eye.

He rushed forward, "You are not locking me out of my system!"

Lerian looked at him, "It is my system." Lerian looked inside and Commander Goldeagle stepped inside. "Lockout all controls for those inside the shelter. Security walls remain up. Seal portal."

He started to freak out as he was locked inside the shelter area. Lerian walked over to the other portal, "Bring me the crystal for the teleporter lockout. He got up and handed it to Lerian who nodded, "I will have this back to you soon."

He nodded. "Seal portal for one hour to me only."

He looked shocked. Lerian pulled a crystal, "I am knocking." He heard, "Your horse arrived back a while ago. The door is open."

Lerian teleported in. The guard looked at Lerian, "Your wives went out and brought him in. Think they are working to get ready to go look for you."

Lerian nodded and went inside. Then into his shelter. Millia was up and armored.

She yelled at Lerian, "Where have you been?"

Lerian looked at her, "House Silversong, 7 assassins, the palace, a few places."

She sighed, "Silversong sent the assassins?!"

Lerian smiled, "Attacked as soon as I left the grounds. Get young Goldeagle, Storm Blade, and Silversong. We will be at the palace this evening in the War Room. All the hells will be breaking loose. Midday, I want all exterior guards pulled in. Either into the outer homes or barracks. Until further notice. All homes go on lockdown as soon as I leave. Consider it divine direction. Cresena can take care of that. You ready for a fight Fayoni?"

She smiled and got everyone moving. Lerian looked at Fayoni, "It has happened. Four Moon Blade wielders assassinated in the last 16 hours. The fifth being Silversong. Time to dress."

He saw his saddle and knew they had him in the pasture. He walked out and knocked on the Patron's door. He woke him and he stood there naked. Lerian looked at him, "All the hells are breaking loose. House needs to go on lockdown. Guards need to be moved indoors until further notice. I am headed back to the palace. Four Blade Wielders were assassinated; all from within their own houses."

He looked at Lerian wide-eyed, "Which houses?"

Lerian sighed, "Silverbar, Goldeagle, New Moon, and Silver ring. Add in Silversong who fell in combat, and an assassin captured in the palace. Then the 7 I killed outside of Silversong. It will get worse before it gets better."

He nodded and went to get dressed. Lerian took the ladies out and nodded to the guard. He teleported them into the 'head' using one scroll and then to the fourth floor with another. Lerian took them all into the War room.

The King sighed, "You just set off a dozen alarms."

Lerian nodded, "I need to release the commander, so I will set them off again unless you wish to keep him locked up or risk us both showing up here. Him to complain."

The King nodded, "Go I will inform my guard to ignore it as I am getting briefed on events. I will let them know when to resume normal monitoring."

Lerian pointed, "Rooms up there for Young Goldeagle."

She nodded and bowed to the King." Lerian turned and stepped out. He teleported back down to the 'head' He walked over, "Portal open. He had teleported to the other side. "Security wall down."

He came and walked out, "The King will hear about this!"

Lerian nodded, "He already has. He said he would address it with the 2 of us sometime after midday. Said we will both be at the palace and we will wait until he finds the time to get us all in a room together."

He looked at Lerian, "Why are you going to the palace?"

Lerian looked at him, "One of my wives who kept her family name lost a brother in that battle and to top it off 4 blade Wielders were assassinated. He is on edge and has sent word to have all blade wielders at the palace before mid-day."

He stepped out. Lerian called out, "Entry security up, security wall up, set security and portal controls to those in the shelter only."

He seethed and teleported away. He walked over to Left Eye. "Portal open. Keep these walls up if there are any questions about monitoring House Silvertree tell them you already have and we have already gotten to the palace."

He nodded, "Is it true?"

Lerian pulled out a scroll, "I will keep this blocker for now and it is true as soon as I read this."

He nodded. Lerian teleported to the fourth floor and stepped inside.

King Goldeagle looked at him, "The commander is on his way up."

Lerian nodded and walked over, "lockout dungeon portal to all but myself and the King. If he asks about your assassin, tell him he managed to poison himself somehow and that has put you even more on edge."

He nodded. Lerian walked back to the bedroom secured it from teleportation or being opened. He left sound open. He laid down after getting undressed.

Lerian grabbed Fayoni, and slid her onto his cock again, "You got interrupted by me going to kill necromancers."

The ladies giggled as he laid back. He fucked her slowly in his sleep and got a few hours of sleep. He woke, showered, dressed, and studied his spells. He thought, "Bright as the sun."

His house colors and insignia came out. Millia nodded, "You ready?"

Lerian nodded, "Nirra and Millia with me. Fayoni, wait in here with Young Goldeagle."

Lerian walked out to a seething King, "Fucking all of them! I want to destroy them all!!"

Lerian nodded, "You have one Blade Wielder next to me, two more in waiting. The other two I do not know how their wills are worded but I am sure it will be entertaining. Do them one at a time. Save all the blade wielders except for Silverbar. Let the blade wielder get selected; several will die trying to claim the blades. They think they have corrupted 5 blades. In an attempt to keep from ruling on your future assassination."

He sighed, "Siverbar, total destruction, why?"

Lerian sighed, "One patron on patron attack on house Silvertree, 2 on the royal family where it was taken back to the blade wielder. The corruption was so bad the wielder declared that nobody in the family is worth saving.

Down to the children, he left documented proof. Yes, I know you plan on taking it that far and I am not stopping you. You need the Blades and 2 of those new wielders are my wives who have kept their family name. A third may come about in two years when she becomes of age. Yes, her.

She will give birth to one daughter under her house name and the rest will be born to my house. That one daughter is destined to marry your eldest son. Bringing the blade back into the royal family branch. The only major branch remaining at that point."

He nodded, "Now I know why the twins are so upset."

Lerian shook his head, "They knew it was coming at some point. They saw the rot in your family. They wanted to go out on their own terms. They are secured and plan to die together if they have not already."

He nodded, "Why so many being married to you?"

Lerian nodded, "Boost to the constitution and getting gestalts into those family lines. The enemy has all their champions coming in as gestalts.

They want to have options for future champions, generals, and heroes. Are all the current Moon Blade wielders here, Your Majesty?"

He nodded, "Sent last night. and I have all 5 families separated."

Lerian nodded, "Silversong and Silverbar first two up. One at a time. That will get you two more blade wielders in hiding in the War Room. Nirra is a cleric. Once all of the blades are cleared. Get General Strong Oak to clear the army. Then get several units back here to work with your royal guards.

Activate the Force wall lockout; start with your own house and work out. The capital will have to be under martial law and locked down almost immediately. Let rumors float that you may have been assassinated. You got rings of spell turning, Your Majesty?"

He nodded, "Three of them. I will switch out as needed. I am a Battlemage as well."

Lerian nodded, "Work to counter, we keep one blade wielder with a teleport blocker on the other side of a force wall with you, Your Majesty."

He nodded, "Not a bad idea. Given the assassin. He seemed slightly pleased the assassin died from poison. He hid it quickly, but I saw it. That was a good call."

Lerian nodded, "He will inform the others of that. Lower their guard some. I will keep Jennasi Goldeagle in front of the War Room. The first sign of trouble I will get her through and you. I will do the force wall for that one."

King Goldeagle nodded, "You are capable of opening it."

Lerian nodded, "Flames will start going as soon as the first one dies trying to claim the blade."

He sighed, "All my brides-to-be are secured."

Lerian thought, "Please tell me none of the blades got corrupted."

Lerian heard her sigh, "They are not corrupted but should be purified to remove any taint from that artifact."

The King stepped out and Moon Blade wielders came in with Silversong. They looked around at all of the blade wielders and the Patron looked at Lerian, "I do not want him here."

Lerian looked at her, "An assassin was found in the palace, four-blade wielders were assassinated. The King is taking no chances; that is why all the other Moon Blade wielders are here."

They tossed back cloaks to reveal blades around the room. The King cracked the will, "Everything goes to the wielder of the blade and he lists two names as capable of trying if they choose. He warns his brother that he is a fool to think he can succeed. He is first on the list.

The man swaggered forward and grabbed the blade. He screamed his head off as it pulled him in the air and burned him from the inside out and fell to the ground in a pile of ash."

The patron was shocked and pointed at Lerian, "He must have done something to it!"

Lerian shook his head and sent an alert to everyone, "Not you and that relic you tried to use to corrupt the blade when given to you? Like the other 4? I neglected to tell you the Gods started sending me visions. That is how the very much alive assassin was captured."

She moved. The Moon Blades were out when she got hit by the disintegration from the King. The others stood down. They were stripped and shackled. Taken into the dungeon. The floor cleaned. Lerian nodded to Nirra and she picked up the blade and wailed in pain. He called out, "Do not fight it."

She relaxed and she looked over at him, "That helped."

He nodded, "It will search and break down your defenses to read you."

She nodded. All of the gear was taken to a room in the shelter. Lerian pointed. "You wait back there in case healing is needed."

Silverbar was brought in next and they all kept weapons at the ready. The King called out, "This house is officially destroyed."

Three moved to attack and were cut down even more quickly.

Lerian thought, "Blade dead?"

Lerian heard Varus'Nor, "Yes. The blade is dead. It did not go quietly but knew it was coming. Loud to us."

Lerian walked over and unsheathed the blade. He slid it back in. He handed it to Fayoni, "Yours to carry until the activation ceremony and then for the rest of your life."

She nodded as he pointed her back. They stripped them down and took all the gear and put it into a different pile. In another room. Shackled prisoners were taken into cells.

Lerian stood there as the others came in from House Goldeagle. The sword was on the table. The King cracked the seal, "All goes to the blade wielder and he calls out one name but says any who wish to try and claim it, like my moron of a brother, is free to do so.' His words, not mine."

Lerian saw the commander walk forward and grab the sword. Lerian got a force wall up just before his mummified body that was devoid of moisture hit the ground. The King called out, "Each of you starting with your elder will attempt it. That is a Royal command."

Two disintegrations came in. One reflected back at least partially after the first destroyed the wall Lerian got another force wall up. As the others finished dispatching every elder in the room. Lerian lowered the wall.

Lerian nodded to Jennasi, "Do not fight it, just let it search to know you."

Nirra came out and healed up the King quickly. He nodded in appreciation.

Jennasi walked over and grabbed the sword and fell to her knees. She cried for a few seconds and it was over. She looked over, "My sword said you gave good advice."

Lerian nodded, "Got to protect the chosen wielder. 3 down and 2 to go."

The King called one woman from Silver Ring to him and then read out the will. One of the others tried and then another. Lerian shook his head as they arrested the last 2 in the room. They stripped them down while the new wielder was given the same instruction and claimed the blade.

They sent her back with her family's gear. New Moon's family came in and saw them all standing with blades drawn. They punched a young man down and started casting. Lerian disintegrated one and ran one through with Varus'Nor and four other blade holders attacked as well.

They let the body hit the floor and held the scabbard out, "They must have figured they were screwed when they saw all of the Blade wielders. Keep your mind open, do not block it and it will go faster."

He nodded and took the blade. "It was over in seconds with minimal discomfort. He nodded to Lerian, "Thank you. What was that all about?"

Lerian sighed, "The end of all of your house except for you, your wife, and children. They fell to corruption."

He nodded, "We had a paladin who had hundreds of millions given to him. They became greedy over the years."

Lerian nodded, "Came from one of my ancestors. Was meant to get troops and such but he died early in the engagement. He never tried to reclaim the money."

He nodded, "I do not know what to do about that."

Lerian smiled and told him what his ancestor did. He gave him a copy of the old house rules. He nodded, "I will look to do this."

Lerian nodded, "It was also Eldar, my ancestor who gave that blade to your family."

He nodded, "I do not blame your ancestors. They meant well by their actions."

Lerian took him in back with the King and the others. The bodies collected and stripped.

Lerian looked at everyone. "To those who have new blades. Do not use them. They are yours but there will be a purification and activation ceremony where I want all of the blade wielders at Silent Falls as soon as the King lifts Martial law. I am taking my family home. General Strong Oak the next part is yours."

He nodded, "Bailing on the battle?"

Lerian smiled, "I saved your asses and got 2 champions off the field in that battle. This next part of the fight belongs to you as I cannot clear your army. I cannot move them into the Capital."

General Strong Oak sighed, "Not my army, but I know what you are saying."

Lerian looked at him, "I dealt with the champions, keeping the King alive, helped with his brides, and the order he should marry." The guys laughed. "Saving your stubborn ass even though you did not want me too, cousin"

They broke out laughing again. Duke Strong Oak yelled out, "Stop. I get it."

Lerian nodded, "I have 3 blade wielders one of whom is a candidate to watch over."

Lerian looked at the King, "I need a directive from you putting me over control of Alliance Overwatch. Also let me know when the dragons agree as they will have to in regards to my visit, Your Majesty."

He nodded, "It is yours again."

He wrote out a directive and handed it to him. Lerian gathered up those with him and teleported them into the cavern.

He called out, "Security down, Security wall down. I want everyone out here." Lerian went over to the next one and repeated it, "Who is in charge and I want a list of personnel working here. Alliance Overwatch belongs to my family. Me, in particular."

Lerian handed the directive to the one who raised his hands. Lerian looked through and they were all minor houses. He nodded and walked over, "Step inside shift leader."

He stepped inside. "Set current occupant to be able to assign access control." He repeated it on the other side. "These crystals come to me. I call, you better be ready to answer. I will take the portable display here."

He walked in and pulled out, "How did you know it was here?"

Lerian smiled, "Because it was not on the commander's dead body. There is massive chaos going on. I want displays one and two in Left Eye focused on the war.

Same for display three unless called upon. Right Eye, report any illusion and teleportation activity you find to Overwatch. They do not take action, contact me and the King. The Capital is under Martial law as all of House Silverbar will be destroyed. Goldeagle will have one branch under the King and one under the blade wielder. All other houses will be purged except for the blade wielder of New Moon, Silversong, and Silver Ring.
A massive conspiracy to commit Regicide. You will be busy. Now back to work. Divide the city into thirds and report all activity and find out where they want you to focus."

Lerian stepped back with the group. He called out deactivate. He teleported them into another cavern. "Activate." Lerian walked over and opened up three shelters. They looked at the area of light and what was on it. Lerian looked at them, "Any guesses as to what this is?"

Millia looked at him, "Where you ran off to work on enchanting? For what, I have no idea."

He nodded. He walked in and pulled out 6 portable displays and took them with him. He looked over, "Jennasi, come over here a moment." She walked over. He pointed. "Push that up." She did as he did the other side. They repeated that another 17 times, 6 in each shelter.

They walked out of the last shelter, "Set security walls, set security spike fields, set LAVA wall. They watched lava pour down and out the door to disappear into nothing.

Lerian looked at them, "Always working to improve the security."

Cresena looked at him, "What is it?"

Lerian looked at her, "What the dragons do not want to see operational. Next week they may force my hand. Global Overwatch system. Gods' Eyes."

He looked over, "Deactivate." He called out, "I am knocking."

Lerian heard, "Thank the gods it sounds like a riot out there. The door is open. Lerian teleported them inside. He looked at him, "Activate. Monitor the situation. You see any problems call inside. Do not become foolhardy. The Capital is under Martial law."

Lerian activated the teleporter blocker. "Any attack on the buildings will be answered with force, but get us involved."

He nodded. "Understood. Thank you for pulling us off the grounds."

Lerian nodded, "Ladies take all of this in."

Lerian called Right Eye, "Give me all the activity you are seeing on Silvertree estates."

Lerian heard back, "An invisible asset just left there. I am seeing nothing."

Lerian called out, "Portal open. Activate shield Security walls up, Activate security blades. Activate force wall generator."

He heard back, "Wow, Silvertree estates has its own shield?"

Lerian smiled, "It does now. The estate is locked down. Guards can check the grounds. The controls have a force wall generator on it as well. No arrows will come in, nobody can walk in, and nobody but me knows how to teleport in."

The guard shook his head, "Someone has been busy."

Lerian smiled, "My sister said to enchant. She did not say what to enchant."

Lerian asked, "Is Overwatch being responsive?"

He heard back, "For the moment. They are deploying city guards all over the place. Word is the army is coming in and someone is circulating a rumor the King was killed."

Lerian smiled, "Take it as an unsubstantiated rumor. At least since I saw him."

He heard a laugh, "Understood but it is chaos out there." Lerian let the crystal go dark. "This goes to Right Eye and Left Eye of the Alliance Overwatch which I own. This one goes to the King. Any contact send word into the house. Do NOT delay."

He went inside, climbed into bed, and went to sleep. He heard Charlus, "You did great. I should have worked to pull that money back but I did not want to take away from the widow. Thank you for passing the house rules along."

He thought, "Charlus, we each have our own chaos. I think the dragons are interfering with what we are getting back outside of elven lands. I will prove it if that is the case."

Lerian heard, "I know you will. Nice work on the house shield. Tell Kazzara I said so as well."

Lerian awoke to a screaming wife as Cresena came crashing down on his chest. He felt like he was in a river of seed. He looked at her, "How many?"

She smiled. "All four of us 3 times each before you woke up. You have been out for almost 12 hours."

Lerian nodded, "Spoke with Charlus."

Lerian rolled her over and pulled out and went into the shower. With four very playful women. He was just about finished washing up when Kazzara came in, "The guards need you."

Lerian nodded, "Charlus said nice work on the house shield."

She smiled, "You activated it?!"

He nodded, "The estate is secure. Global consoles are active with all the security. The only thing not active is the uplink to Gods' Eyes."

She looked at Lerian, "What drove this?"

Lerian looked at her, "3 years ago they had an outage between Dragons' Overwatch and Alliance Overwatch. Now our detail on things like necromancy is fading in and out."

She rolled her eyes, "Charlus worried about them trying something like this according to the warning section that was added to the journal."

Lerian sighed and nodded at her. He dried off and studied his spells up to fill in the holes. He dressed and took his mobile displays with him.

He walked outside and put the three into a bag of holding. The guard handed his crystals, "The King wants to see you and the other two started calling."

He nodded. "Lower teleport." He asked. "What about your house shield?"

He smiled, "Left Eye I need access."

Lerian heard, "Door is open. Lerian teleported into the 'head' of Alliance Control. He walked up "What is the problem?"

He looked over, "We are watching the front and they appear to be in full retreat. Thought you should know."

Lerian nodded and went over to Right Eye, "Problem?"

She sighed, "They are becoming non-responsive at Overwatch. They answer but they do not seem to do anything."

Lerian walked over to Left Eye, "Give me the crystal to Overwatch."

He handed it to Lerian. Lerian looked at him, "Send anything through Right Eye until I get this communication situation resolved."

He nodded. Lerian teleported in front of the palace to a small army of guards ready to attack. One called out, "The city is on lockdown."

Lerian pulled the crystal, "Your Majesty, I am in front of the palace and heard you wanted to speak with me."

Lerian heard him sigh, "Yes Commander Goldeagle was also overseeing Overwatch. They have stopped communicating with your system from what I am being told."

Lerian smiled, "I need a directive for me to assume command. Also, one that allows me to move about during this Marshal law so your guards out here do not do their job and kill me."

Lerian heard King Goldeagle chuckle, "Guard Captain, let him pass he is crucial to the events here."

Lerian looked at the Guard Captain, "Duke Silvertree, General."

He nodded and let Lerian past. He went inside and was directed to his audience chamber.

King Goldeagle sighed, "Keep it informal, can you fix Overwatch?"

Lerian nodded, "Most likely, I have to get into it first. That requires the orders giving me command over it and telling them to let me in. I will find the problem from there, likely problem children."

He handed Lerian the papers and contacted them, "Lower the shields your new commanding officer General Silvertree is coming up."

He heard, "Shield lowered. Lerian teleported up outside to eight men ready to fight, "My orders I am assuming command here."

Varus'Nor alerted, "DANGER!"

Lerian saw two casters casting and he threw up a force wall quickened. Then another as the first fell.

Lerian called out, "Subdue those two!"

The other 6 were at a loss.

Lerian sighed, "I did not get in here by accident!"

Lerian threw up another that was quickly destroyed. Lerian called out, "Next I will have to unload on you."

One was being subdued. Lerian threw a scorching ray and quickened one on the one guy standing. Lerian disrupted his casting and finished him off with a magic missile. Lerian looked at them, "What houses are they in?"

He gave his orders to the guard at the door. He heard one guard speak who read his papers, "Silverbar and Silver Ring."

Lerian nodded and walked over. He summoned up his swords and cut the head off the one they subdued.

Lerian looked at them, "Silverbar has been destroyed. Silver Ring is down to the blade wielder with the rest of the house destroyed. All of Goldeagle, except the King and the blade wielder. All of New Moon and Silversong except for the blade wielder and their families. If any work here, then kill them!"

They went inside and 2 others were killed off in the ensuing battle. Lerian looked at them, "What is the problem now. Work with the army and guard units you have been assigned. No outside guard right now. I want all stations manned!"

One elf held up a hand, "I am with House Gold Drum; small house. What is going on?"

Lerian explained it to them and got them back to work. He took four sets of communication crystals. Lerian looked at them, "Point out the sections you lost contact with. He pointed to three spots on the map in the moon district. Lerian nodded, "THIS crystal is to me. You better fucking answer. Nobody comes up except me unless you get direction from the King."

They nodded. Lerian pulled out the crystal, "Need to leave."

He heard, "Access granted. Shields lowered. Lerian walked outside and teleported in the 'head' again. He walked over to Left Eye, "Your crystal back."

He nodded. Lerian smiled, "They should be much more responsive."

Lerian pulled the crystal to the King, "Your Majesty, nobody cleared Overwatch of those houses. Four dead problem children. They are working again and I am off to reestablish contact with 3 units whose crystals were destroyed."

He heard the King Goldeagle sigh, "Thank you."

Lerian looked at the crystal, "There are no outside guards at Overwatch. They are locked down to respond to only you and me, Your Majesty."

Lerian heard a chuckle from the King, "Thank you for including me."

Lerian let the crystal die out and teleported west of Silverbar.

Lerian arrived in the middle of army troops who went to attack. Lerian yelled out, "General Silvertree who is in charge here?"

He had a man walk over, "Orders."

Lerian handed him his papers and he snapped to "Captain Rain Water."

Lerian nodded, "Communication crystal to Overwatch."

He sighed, "The last one cracked."

Lerian smiled, "Two members of that house worked in Overwatch. They are now dead. Overwatch is secure. Get to work Captain, I have two others to deliver."

He teleported out this time half-mile south of his target as it was at the Academy. That was a good thing as the Academy looked like a war zone. He found an army member crouched down, "What is going on here?"

He looked at Lerian, "It is like the entire Academy is fighting us."

Lerian nodded, "Army wise...who is in charge?"

He looked at Lerian, "I am all that is left of the army that came here. The royal guards were the first to go."

Lerian cast up an anti-magic field on himself. He walked through a barrage of magic, Lerian called out, "House Goldeagle except for the King, House Silverbar, House Silversong, House New Moon, and House Silver Ring all have death warrants for Regicide.

Moon Blade Holders and their families were the exceptions. If you are not of those houses and you continue to fight you will find that you will forfeit your own life and that of your house! Send a representative, not of those houses and he or she can see the directive to purge these houses."

He had 3 instructors he knew who came down. Lerian looked at them, "They conspired against our war effort, to kill the King, and assassinated 4 Moon Blade holders while attempting to corrupt 5 Moon Blades."

Lerian held out the missive. They walked forward and read it. Lerian looked at them, "If I act against the kingdom and the best interest of the elven people this blade will kill me."

He drew his sword slowly. "I am General Silvertree. You know me. You are conscripted into service with the authority to conscript others. This is not an attack against the Academy but an attack against corrupted elements that the King has ordered be taken down to wiping out the line."

He gave one a crystal, "To Overwatch."

He pulled out a Crystal, "Your Majesty, I have three instructors here who have been misinformed as to what is going on. I gave them the missive and conscripted them into service with the authority to conscript others as they decimated the army and royal guards who came to the tower."

The King sighed, "I will pardon them and any that work for them in their crimes in this matter. Follow the missive or face execution!"

The three of them sighed as the crystal went dark. One looked at Lerian, "Some are just children."

Lerian nodded, "Yes, But the level of corruption was bad. You want to take prisoners and bring them to the palace to face judgment? On an individual basis? Then do so. But they must be restrained in suppression manacles."

They nodded. Lerian walked away and the three of them teleported back inside. He heard the fighting and teleported to the third location outside House New Moon. They bought a massive house with that money and had a large estate. He was outside the gate. He saw a group of guards and army looking at him.

Lerian walked over, "General Silvertree, my orders, a new Crystal for you to Overwatch. What is the issue?"

He looked at Lerian, "We need Overwatch."

Lerian pulled out his portable display, "Right Eye, Display one over House New Moon. 300 feet in depth." They watched his display. "That is us. Plan accordingly."

He worked out his plans and allocated his troop. Lerian nodded, "That is all."

Lerian took his display, "Use Overwatch. That was Alliance Overwatch, I command them both now."

He nodded and moved. He called out "Right Eye. Need access."

She sighed, "The teleport access is only controlled through Left Eye. One of the crystals got damaged or taken at some point."

He nodded, "Left Eye Need access."

He heard, "Door is open."

Lerian got there and pulled out a new teleport blocker. Activate." He located and picked up the other one for now. Charlus's enchanting book on creating these things would likely come in handy if he had to make another.

Lerian looked at Left Eye, "Teleport blocker is replaced. New crystal."

He walked over to Right Eye. "Teleport blocker is replaced. New crystal."

She smiled, "That was 3 years ago when it went missing."

Lerian nodded, "Let me guess, did you have dragon visitors during that outage."

She nodded, "Yes a few."

Lerian nodded, "No dragon access for now unless I authorize it."

She nodded, "We have two scheduled to come in tomorrow."

Lerian shook his head. "The city is under martial law. The crews will just need to keep working. Nobody in or out. I have orders to be able to move around. Else you could be killed or arrested."

She nodded, "I will contact them."

Lerian nodded, "I will. Give me the crystals to them."

She handed him two, "I am contacting you to inform you the Elven Capital is under martial law. All-access and movement into the city are being blocked. Any questions refer to the Palace. This is General Silvertree. Also, Dragon access will be curtailed until I have had a chance to figure out what is going on at Dragons' Overwatch that is affecting our displays."

Lerian heard one, "Understood."

Lerian heard another reply, "I can get there."

Lerian smiled. He put the other teleport blocker up, "Active." He walked over to his. "Deactivate. Security walls up entry security activated."

He repeated it on Left Eye. Lerian smiled, "Teleportation is blocked coming in but if you can get here it would be an interesting trick. Five minutes later he had a copper dragon in the area, Lerian walked over to him, "Hand over the crystal you used to deactivate the teleporter and get the fuck out of here for stealing. Hand over your crystal for here as well as your time at Overwatch is over."

The copper looked at Lerian, "You cannot lock dragons out! It is against the Accord."

Lerian smiled, "Read it again. During a time of martial law, crews will not swap out. You stole the crystal to have access to this chamber but the systems are behind security walls with defenses active. They are set to work only for the crews on duty and myself. Commander Goldeagle was killed trying to claim a family blade. Then all of the elders were killed.

There is a purge going on. Crystals or you are in violation of the Accords."

He handed Lerian the crystals and left. Lerian activated his crystal which had 3 crystals. One that he carried.

Lerian contacted the King, "Your Majesty you might hear from the dragons. I just kicked a copper thief out of service here. Informed them we were under martial law and they were not allowed entry. He stole one of the teleport access controls and let himself into the cavern.

I stripped him of that crystal for Alliance Overwatch and the teleporter. I took it a step further and replaced the teleport blocker here. I got communication crystals to those spots Overwatch lost contact with. Anything else you need of me?"

The King sighed, "I have the council on another crystal complaining about being locked out."

Lerian smiled, "Your Majesty, it is in the Accord. Are they asking to violate the

Accord? Regardless, theft of equipment from here is grounds for removal. If they want a compromise then get me access to Dragons' Overwatch so I can figure out why our displays are going out for only specific data."

The King sighed and relayed the request. He asked, "Can you get to the Dragon Kingdom?"

Lerian smiled, "Yes, your Majesty." He sighed, "Examine the system, find the problem, Report back and bring a dragon representative back."

Lerian smiled, "If we are operational, I will bring one back. That depends on what I find, Your Majesty. We may have to bring it down to correct the problems."

The King sighed again, "Bring a representative back to the palace if that is the case."

The crystal went dark. Lerian walked over to Left Eye, "Get second shift up. If I ask for lights out you are to use the two far ruby controls and shut the workstation down."

He nodded. Lerian repeated the request at Right Eye. Lerian teleported out to the cavern location outside the city and then teleported up to the gate of the Dragon Kingdom. Lerian looked at him, "General Silvertree. I am expecting to be taken to Dragons' Overwatch."

He looked at Lerian as he presented his papers. He handed them back, "Step through your escort will be here."

Lerian nodded and stepped through. Lerian had a silver dragon show up she sighed, "You are causing quite the stir. Your ancestors called me Glimmer."

Lerian nodded, "Several entries in the family journal referencing that name. You do Glimmer."

She smiled and teleported them into Dragons' Overwatch. Lerian looked over, "You have a local display show an area with a strong concentration of necromancy. Then bring it up on a two-dimensional display."

She nodded to the guy at the controls and he did what was asked, "Left Eye surface scan on display one of grid 364 Gold. He pulled out his portable display and looked at what we had versus what they had. "We are missing more than half of the entries, a lot more."

He looked at the operator. "Pull the panel for our access crystals."

She looked at Lerian, "Why?"

Lerian sighed, "Because I need to see if there is any damage to them to explain the difference in data."

She nodded to the guy and he pulled the panel. He looked at them and saw that half of them had been replaced. Charlus had numbered the crystals with an in and out the connection. Lerian looked at her, "I have never tried to teleport to the end of a crystal but it probably would not do any good. Right Eye and Left Eye lights out." He watched all of the crystals coming into their system going dark. All of the outgoing remained lit up.

Lerian looked at her, "You put something into place to filter the sensitivity of the data we are getting from Dragons' Overwatch. Your outbound crystals have been replaced. They are located somewhere else. These connect to that while whatever it is connected to filters either by an operator or in general to reduce our level of data."
Glimmer thought to herself, "Fuck, he knows this system like Charlus did."

She thought out to the others psionically, "Try and stall him if we can. This could get ugly."

The Gold dragon across from her nodded, "How? He is getting exactly what we will allow them to get as per the Council's direction. He cannot prove anything."

She thought back, "If he knows this as Charlus does then he will know enough. I told the council this was a bad idea. As did the champion."

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Lerian pulled the crystal to the King, "Your Majesty, they have installed some sort of filter on the data we receive. Overwatch is unreliable at this time and shutdown. They are in violation of the Accords going directly to House Silvertree. Tied to the blade wielder. Not the Kingdom."

He groaned, "What has their representative stated?" Lerian looked at her. She looked at the crystal, "Your Majesty, I would have to get with our system expert to explain this."

Lerian looked at her, "Find him then, please. Your Majesty, I am leaving Alliance Overwatch offline until we resolve this problem. All dragons will remain locked out of that area indefinitely."

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Glimmer thought back to the Gold dragon manning the station, "He knows you have a filter, go and get the expert who will not answer his questions as you have probably already been directed to do. Our gods gave them the magic to this and they were warned. No telling what he could do to this system."

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He let the crystal go dark. Lerian walked around until he arrived. The Gold Dragon looked at Lerian, "You have a question?"

Lerian nodded, "I want to see the system you installed the crystals that send data back to us. I want to know its purpose and I want to know why it was put in place yet not relayed to us?"

He looked at Lerian, "Those are your crystals to us. There is no other system."

Lerian looked at him, "Our workstations are down. That link is still up. Attached to this system you are hiding or one placed by someone who infiltrated your system, which would be worse I wonder? All of the crystals installed were numbered.

All of the odd-numbered crystals. Those sending data back to us have been replaced by some type of filter. Correct it now, show me the system, or show me to your Council. Those are your options. There is a saying that is often used in my family history. The history of the Blade Wielders. We do not suffer fools well, you are proving yourself to be a fool in this matter."

He was put out and Glimmer rolled her eyes while they talked; mentally. Ten minutes later she sighed, "He wants you out of Dragons' Overwatch."

Lerian nodded, "Then take me to the Council."

She took Lerian to the council chambers where they were meeting. They looked over, "Did you need something?"

Lerian bowed to the Gold King sitting in charge today, "Yes, I need to inform you that you are in violation of the Dragon Accords. The section specifically for the House Silvertree Blade Wielder. You have modified the system so the data returned to us is inaccurate. Especially in regard to necromancy signatures but I will assume others are involved as well.

This was discovered during the assault on the necromancy stronghold during planning. I just examined your system. All crystals returning data to us have been moved into another system that is acting as a filter.

This needs to be fixed immediately or the Council needs to rule that section null and void. Based upon their own interference in our access. Respectfully those are the options, Your Majesty"

He looked at Lerian, "There is another. You accept what you get."

Lerian shook his head, "That is not an option, Your Majesty. I am operating under divine direction."

He nodded, "Then we terminate your access to Dragons' Overwatch because of your stubbornness."

Lerian smiled, "Your Majesty, It will be reflected in our records it was because of your stubbornness in filtering our data. Not just in violation of the Accord but the wishes of your God Bahamut. Ignoring his divine direction."

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Glimmer tried to warn the one speaking, "The champion said..."

He cut her off, "I do not care what the champion said. We do not need them to monitor our necromantic activities through their system! We built things they do not need to know about. Stay Quite!"

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He glared at Lerian, "Get him out of here."

Lerian looked at Glimmer, "You still going to see the King?"

She nodded, "To see if he can talk some sense into you."

He pulled a crystal, "Deactivate." She teleported them to the cave, she took them into Overwatch. He looked at her, "I am ensuring the systems are completely disconnected in accordance with terminations of the Accord."

He walked away, "You can go see the King. I will be right behind you."

She sighed and left, "Activate." He waved them out, He pulled three sets of crystals for each Eye. "These are numbered. Start from the right and move to the left in order. We will see if these new crystals fix the problem. It took only minutes to put them in place. They only had one small hick-up when someone swapped two crystals. Everything connected and turned back on.

Lerian nodded. The shift leader looked at Lerian, "We are not getting data."

Lerian smiled, "You will. To your stations. Deactivate."

He used a scroll and teleported to the front steps of the palace. "Activate."

Lerian walked in as the crystal buzzed, "Where are you?"

He smiled, "Just entered the palace, your Majesty. Fourth floor?"

He sighed, "My audience chamber."

Lerian walked into his audience chamber and bowed, "I need you to reconsider."

Lerian shook his head, "Your Majesty, would you give the representative a formal note letting them know that the Silvertree portion of that Accord is null and void based upon their violation of section 12; restricting the agreed-upon data to our workstations. I am operating under divine direction, Your Majesty."

He sighed and wrote out the note. Lerian looked at her, "Would you contact the Dragon Ruling Council and inform them of your receipt of that document." She shook her head. "I will give them one last chance to reconsider."

She rolled her eyes and activated a crystal, "I was asked to contact the Council to inform you I am in receipt of formal notice of the disillusion of the Silvertree portion of the Dragon Accord. He is giving you one last chance to reconsider."

The Gold Dragon King laughed, "Take that and come back."

Lerian shook his head, "Your Majesty, this time I think you will want to come and speak with me."

Lerian pulled out a crystal and issued the command phrase, "Karti'Ros Varus'Nor active uplinks 1, 2, and 3."

Glimmer looked at Lerian, "What did you do?"

They heard a roar on the other end of the crystal, "I WANT HIM BACK HERE NOW!"

Lerian responded, "No, Your Majesty, you want to talk with me you will come to the Elven palace, fourth-floor conference room. We will need the room. You violated the Accords. You agreed to terminate them against your Gods' wishes. Those things have a price. I told you I was acting by divine direction of 2 Gods including your own. Bring your champion and she can confirm the facts."

Glimmer thought, "Fuck! What did he just do? Did he destroy our system?"

The crystal cracked in her hands. Lerian looked at her, "I believe I got his attention."

She looked at Lerian, "What did you do?"

Lerian looked at King Goldeagle, "We will need the room, Your Majesty."

Lerian pulled out crystals, "Right Eye and Left Eye, you receiving data?"

He heard a chuckle from Right Eye, "Yes! Very responsive. These new crystals seem to work vastly better."

Left Eye responded, "Yes, Data looks very nice."

Lerian smiled, "Would you check that location I gave you earlier?"

He responded, "I wrote that in the log and WOW! We have 3 almost 4 times the data in that area now. Nice fix."

Lerian nodded, "Return displays to the war and Overwatch support for this purge. Leave that display up on display one."

Lerian looked at the King and he started walking. She looked at Lerian, "You activated an uplink into our net?!"

Lerian walked out following the King, "No. I activated a 3-tier instead of a 2-tier network. Separate from yours. Been in the works for years by divine direction for the day when the Dragons violated the Accord. It remained offline. I only turned on the consoles for it yesterday after I figured out you were restricting our data.

The diamonds were deployed a few years ago. About the time you shut off access to our system to install your filter. That was when I got the direction to deploy them. Unlike your King, I listen to the direction of my Gods. You should work harder to see that they do so in the future."

They got to the fourth floor as the King and four other dragons entered. The Gold King made a bee-line toward Lerian. Varus'Nor altered. "DANGER!"

Lerian had both weapons up and at the ready. That shocked both Kings. Lerian glared, "Sword has danger sense. The other has vorpal. We going to talk or are you here to start a fight with me? Over something you cannot change now."

He looked at Lerian, "YOU violated the accord by building that!"

Lerian shook his head, "The Accord did not stop me from building; that was counterproductive at the time. You needed us to build it after your system was compromised by the chromatics.

We were allowed to build so long as we did not put a system into service to compete with you. We have built many things for you since. You going to back down from your aggressive stance, Your Majesty? Or am I going to have to work to remove your head?"

He backed away and Lerian sheathed his swords. Lerian heard, in his head from the Lady of Dreams, "Now you can tell them of the third book."

He walked over. He put up the portable display. "This shows the grid we tested on from your facility. We were told by our operators, who have no clue they are not connected to you, that we got 3 almost 4 times the level of data.

The system is more responsive. It is also more accurate. Keep this in mind. There was one spell you need to recreate those diamonds that you no longer have access to. The Elven Master Enchanter who can craft them is another matter, but she has to have divine direction passed through the Lady of Dreams to use those spells. We deployed 72 diamonds 3 years ago. Right around the same time, you decided to filter our data.

Your Majesty, the reason we have access to those spells and they do not is that the necromancy spells were restored to their version of the books. In exchange, a handful of spells were put into a third book and can only be accessed by the selected Silvertree Mythic Master Enchanter or Enchanters. The system is more than an uplink."

Lerian pulled out the three larger and more complex displays. He turned them on.

A 3-dimensional world appeared above each display with a 3-dimensional flat display at the bottom. Lerian stuck his fingers into the light and rotated the globe around and centered in on the elven kingdom. He went to the second and went to the battle sight and pulled up at the bottom display and centered in on the tiger trap.

Lerian sighed, "I spent 30 minutes with that display." He pointed to the one for Alliance Overwatch. "Trying to show that level of detail. The level of detail your people should have been looking at because the Field Marshal almost put your dragon and our riders into those. They would have killed most if not all of the assault force before we got in the air."

Lerian tapped a crystal across the bottom and sent globes spinning. Then he went to the second and spun them in the other direction. The third and spun them end over end."

Lerian cycled through, "18 workstations with this enhanced three-dimensional display. I can control 6 from each of these portable displays. I do not have to go back into the cavern this is located in. It is warded to the nine hells. The wards have regenerating dragon's bane Not evil, all dragons. Also, necromancy bane in that cavern. The shelters have security never put in any other shelter before it. All the workstations are inside three secure shelters

Now, ask your champion. No, better yet just tell us how many times she has come to you to ask not to mess with the Alliance Overwatch? Before and after you did the changes, Your Majesty. You did this because you got necromancy spells back and did not want us picking them up in items you created. Or if you cast them in the field."

Lerian looked at King Goldeagle, "Your Majesty, now you know why I did what I did. Also, the fact I could not do it without divine direction, I am not the Master Mythic Enchanter who did the diamond, they know her as Kazzara Silvertree. The Gold King knows that to be true."

The Gold King seemed to be in a conversation with those that came with him. Everyone watched him and they heard the sounds of clapping behind Lerian. Lerian took a knee as did everyone in the room. Corellon Larethian looked at Lerian, "You did well Champion."

Bahamut walked around and appeared to be having a mental conversation of his own.

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Bahamut thought to the metallic dragons in the room, "I made my will be known and you dismissed it. Now you will suffer for failing to listen to me in this matter!"

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Corellon Larethian called out, "Everyone stand please."

Bahamut sighed, "You heard him, we are in his lands. The same lands that provided our people shelter, built an army, stopped the destruction of this world, and rebuilt and upgraded Dragons' Overwatch. What have you done? One member stole to get access to elven land and Silvertree property.

You tried to pick up your land and relocate at the start of a war, had 80 gold dragons go rogue, and were saved by his ancestor. You have treated them as inferior and I am disappointed, to say the least. Jazzia put it best at the time. We have an alliance in the world why not between the Gods.

You will not mess with their system because you cannot rebuild yours without them. When they would be directed to bring it down a layer at a time. They can replace their system. They have a redundant copy of their system ready to be put back into service already.

They prepared for you to strike back at them. So far you have not disappointed them. Stop your actions or I will put more draconic magic under their control. Champion." He looked at the female silver dragon. "Continue to advise them when they go off course. Consider her advice divine direction and get your heads out of your asses."

Bahamut turned to Lerian, "You did everything but tip your hand to show them you had the capability Lerian Silvertree. You felt, rightfully so, that he would detain you indefinitely. At least that is what he thinks. I know you know how to get into and out of dragon land if the need arose."

Lerian nodded to him, "Yes, that information is tied into the sword. How I knew where to teleport to different locations."

Corellon Larethian held out his hand and summoned forth Lerian's blade Varus'Nor and stuck another rune onto it. Corellon sent it back into his sheath.

He heard Varus'Nor, "He gave you teleportation circle back onto the blade. A rune fixed in place for all time."

Lerian bowed to him, "Thank you. That will make my life easier in the coming days."

Corellon nodded, "Especially when the King keeps summoning you. Anything happens to that sword that rune will return as it is now built into the blade, just like Moon Fire. A boon to your family for the efforts put forth and those who came before you."

Lerian bowed to him. The next second, they were both gone. Lerian looked over, "You had specific questions for me? I know there are a few lingering."

He looked at Lerian's displays, "Those require restricted spells?"

Lerian shook his head, "A couple of them I created, some Charlus created, but no restricted spells for the displays. Elven mythic spells with draconic mythic spells. Charlus and I created the elven ones. He did the ones for the 3-dimensional displays you have yet to figure out how to reproduce. I am more of an enchanter than you know, probably more than Charlus was as I redesigned what your system did from the ground up."

He looked at Lerian, "It would be too much to ask to have you build a portable one for us?"

Lerian smiled, "Not into my system. You would not like my ability to monitor what you are doing with it. I could build them into your system but I had my access removed from there from a rather surly and foolish Gold Dragon enchanter. Who tried to play me as the fool. Much like yourself in your own court.

I know you have room for 6 workstations now as our system is separated. You would be screwing yourself over to run it through that fucked up filter you stuck in place, no sense in denying what we all know.

With 3 portable displays tied into two workstations each. Please note anything you do on a portable is reflect back into the room with the workstation. They can be worked from either. The portables can also be cut off if one is lost."

The Gold King asked, "You have to have a workstation?"

Lerian nodded, "This sends the instructions to the workstation. The workstations are the complex pieces of the puzzle. I never intend to show those in the shelters to you. You can do what I do and secure it in a secure location so those workstations cannot be seen. Again, it also helps if one is lost. To sever the connection and to know if it is being used, Your Majesty."

Lerian reached in and pulled out 3 more displays and activated them. Those 3 turned on but displayed no data and he deactivated them and stored them.

Lerian looked at him, "Those three are tied into my system. The three I just stored not as of yet. Those workstations are stored on Silvertree estates in a secure shelter. Not connected; I have the crystals and they are compatible with your system. The level of detail is not the same but that deals with the diamonds in the sky that I cannot craft, alone anyway.

You were originally supposed to go to 72 but your original ones got compromised. Then they traced our system and our alliance bases out in the plains."

He looked at Lerian, "You have those now?!"

Lerian nodded, "Yes. 18 operational. 6 sitting to the side, the same number of stations if you will that we have in Alliance Overwatch. That was where I came up with the number. I was debating installing them on the estate."

Lerian walked over and switched the display to the surface area of the dragon capital. He pressed a crystal and the gold Dragon King's eyes went big. "Is that what I think it is?"

Lerian nodded, "Dragons' flying, whales' swimming, bullets' burrowing, or an army walking. I could bring up that level of detail with seventy-two and my redesigned system. When I said I built it from the ground up I was not joking.

I have 9 new mythic spells incorporated into my system that you do not have access too. They expanded on Charlus's work for the displays. This is 1 of the shortcomings on Dragons, innovation is slow to come to them in developing new spells. Let alone enchanting them into something like this, Your Majesty."

Lerian brought up one of the retreating forces from their area. "I was told it looked like they were in full retreat. I can confirm to species what is leaving the area."

King Goldeagle looked at it, "You built this?"

Lerian nodded, "With the help of the Master Enchanter who could do the Sky Diamonds; I should mention mine are twice the size of yours in value. I added a few things you did not, Including some Elven Mythic enchantments.

I took the plans Charlus had and used it as a base upon which to tear it completely down and restructure it to get this level of detail. While the base crystal, sockets, and connection to the uplink are all the same size.
Please note I did not say into the system. There is no central system as you use. They all connect independently to the uplinks and can record data for a period of time to track things like teleportation hopping or activity over an area.

They can connect to a system but it slows it down, exactly what you are doing with your design, but you have your reasons. They are not relevant to this discussion."

Lerian walked over and pressed a crystal, "Grid 364 Gold." He released and it rotated to that grid on the upper and lower display."

Lerian pressed another and turned off the upper-level display. He pressed it again, "Set depth 200 feet and drop to a 10-foot square." Lerian released and he watched it adjust. "Voice control when that crystal is pressed."

The Gold King shook his head at the level of complexity. Lerian pointed to the old display, "I can build it like those as well and restrict them to a set number of things they can search for, just like Alliance Overwatch stations.

That function for increased fidelity I will add to the Alliance Overwatch; maybe. It could help with Knights' missions now that the war is drawing to a close. This is why I said I needed the conference room, Your Majesty. To have room to put these out."

The Gold King looked at Lerian, "What would it take to get us to 72?"

Lerian smiled, "24 more, forgiveness from your God, divine direction passed through the Lady of Dreams to our Mythic Master Enchanter, and then Silvertree standard enchanting costs of cost-plus 50%. For 20 thousand gold piece diamonds, you are looking at 100,000 for each enchanted diamond.

The question you have not asked is the cost for the 6 stations and 3 mobile displays. Cost is 1,500,000 gold pieces, as in what it cost in materials to make them. The purchase price is another matter.

It will cost an apology from you and the Council to me for demanding you live up to the terms of the Dragon Accords. Realizing now when a champion tells you that they are working under divine direction they are serious. They do not throw that statement around, unlike dragons with 'Dragon Business.'

Another to your champion for failing to listen to her divine direction. Then 1,500,000 gold pieces. I will not charge for my time working on a project driven by divine direction. The full up enchanters it is how they make a living and they are not doing double cost like most enchanters. That is what it would cost you.

Also, access to Dragons' Overwatch to install and teach your people how to use it as it is different enough. This would have to occur after the King releases Martial Law, Your Majesty."

King Goldeagle nodded, "At least several more days. After my weddings."

Lerian smiled at that and pulled crystals, "Right Eye, Left Eye, and Overwatch. Give me a status on your activities, start with Overwatch."

He heard someone sigh, "Things are calming, from what I have heard, the army and your guards were cut down at the Academy but the Academy is secure now. Some instructors are bringing children into the palace district to see the King."

Lerian looked at King Goldeagle, "Your Majesty, I told them if they wished to plead the individual merits of each child then that is a matter between them and you."

The King sighed, "Send them through. I want guards all the way around. Check papers for the instructors."

The overwatch guy groaned, "They must have 20,000-30,000 children."

Lerian smiled, "Understood Overwatch stage them outside the palace and the King can address them in smaller groups by each house. They should all have magical restraints. The Guard Captain will be able to advise them. Right Eye?"

She laughed, "These new crystals are wickedly fast and accurate. We helped take out a few arcane snipers even. The Army and Royal guard were happy to get those crystals. Said something about your portable display coming in handy in speeding things up."

Lerian nodded, "Left Eye?"

He responded, "It definitely looks like a full out retreat. The field marshal has them pursuing and taking down the slow ones."

Lerian nodded, "Everyone supports each other as needed. You just reported status to the Gold King and the Elven King. Nice work."

Lerian looked across, "Anything else anyone?"

The Gold King nodded, "I will work those letters myself and see that Glimmer here helps to get you back into Dragons' Overwatch when your King clears it."

Lerian nodded to him and then it was just the King and Lerian. Lerian looked at him, "Your Majesty. I want to first apologize for drawing down on the Gold King that way. It was a defensive move based upon danger sense.

I need to speak with my people in the 'Head' if you will. About the fact, they are not tied into Dragons' Overwatch. They are tied into Gods' Eyes. Brought to them by House Silvertree. Yet another system that I own."

He packed up his displays. The King nodded, "I did not know you carried a vorpal sword."

Lerian smiled, "Just like Charlus, Your Majesty."

He nodded, "Take care of business."

Lerian pulled out a crystal, "Deactivate."

He teleported down, "Activate."

Lerian walked down to Left Eye, "I need you out here for a minute."

He walked over to Right Eye, "I need you out here for a minute."

They came out and he got all of them together. He looked at them, "Access to Dragons' Overwatch was terminated. Those crystals you installed hooked you into Gods' Eyes. Brought to you by House Silvertree.

Another system that I own and that dragons are completely blocked from. I would not expect them to return to Alliance Overwatch, but we will see if they continue to support or not. Yes, I did most of the enchanting and design work on it."

Lerian pulled out his display and asked him, "What grid were you monitoring?"

He looked at Lerian as he pressed the crystal, "Grid 77 Kobald."

Lerian watched their faces as it switched. To that area. He turned on the higher detail. Their eyes went wide. "Shrink to 50% adjust the height to 20 feet. He released it. Lerian then stuck his fingers into the globe and moved it over the city.

A few of them giggled as it showed some guy getting nailed in the nether-hole by a woman. Lerian shut it off. He looked at them, "Higher definition is not for use in the city unless authorized, no plan to incorporate that now.

I want a subsurface scan as deep as it will go. Note anything unusual. Nothing critical tonight. Left Eye you got 2 stations free to do that divide the capital in half and set depth as low as you can and work up. You should be able to pick up almost 15 miles down now."

He nodded, "Good to know what changed. What did the Dragons think of that?"

Lerian smiled, "Before them telling me to go fuck myself, drawing down on the Gold King when I put it online, or the Gods showing up?"

He shook his head, "Alright, note to self, do not ask about his day."

They chucked. Lerian pulled a crystal, "I am knocking."

He heard, "Welcome home the door is open."

He backed away, deactivate." He teleported out. "Activate."

---

The Dragon Council was in chaos. The Gold King shook his head, "We failed to listen to our champion and those who advised us against this, including you Glimmer. Bahamut knew what we did and worked with the Elven gods to provide divine direction to have him build that system.

It does not do everything ours does, as he does not have the necromancy spells. But what he can do, he can do better than what our enchanters have created. It will take years to reverse engineer the spells he created to make those displays.

I know he would not turn those over without asking for something. We cannot attack his system because they can bring ours down. They have a replacement in place. This Lerian Silvertree has outplayed us and he is right, he is more of an enchanter than Charlus was.

He stayed hidden and built the system when we interfered with their access to necromancy and every other form of magic they wanted to detect. The necromancy was obvious and he suspected we did the others as well. Either the Gods conspired against our moves or he just figured it out as a champion would."

The Silver Champion stood there, "Bahamut did not tell him. He figured it out. Bahamut still talks with me but is extremely disappointed in this council's activity. We need to bring these Draco-liches down and work to bring the chromatics down and drive them off of this world. That is my tasking.

That is what the spells he gave us back will allow us to do. His offer for a copy of the new system was generous and his own idea. Give him what he asked for, you owe him that much for giving you that humbling experience.

He is more forthcoming than you would think. You just pissed him off and thought he was a fool. Just as you ignored my directions from Bahamut. If you wish to ignore the Gods say so. When I pass Bahumut will turn his back on you while on this world or wherever you eventually go.

We know we will have to leave at some point. The elves will learn this now as well, as they have the means to detect the problems. These elves have talented enchanters to find the solutions needed to leave when the time comes.

Necromancy will work to destroy this world eventually. The Elven Gods know this now as Bahumut shared this with them long ago. Back before Eldar stepped on the field. They have been playing the long game and working with us and we are the ones breaking the treaties and agreements. Much like our chromatic dragons did to us. In direct violation of Bahumut's wishes.

This buildup of elven magic will continue, including our draconic magic which they are mastering beyond our wildest dreams. We have to prepare sooner rather than later to leave once we drive the chromatics away from this world. They will flee like rats, and we will have to be ready to go after them as it will be dragon business. Not like the horseshit proclamations and shady deals this council has been flinging about since Charlus passed."

The Council sat in silence as the champion chastised them all.

---

Lerian looked at the guard, "Crystal to the King, Alliance Overwatch Left Eye, Right Eye, and then we have Overwatch. I took command of both."

He nodded, "Busy day then."

Lerian nodded and went inside and walked to his home. He saw young Goldeagle eating with his grandmothers.

Lerian sighed, "Kazzara, Gods' Eyes are operational."

She looked at Lerian wide-eyed, "How does it look?"

Lerian smiled, "Better than we expected. We can identify races and facial features even."

He looked at young Goldeagle, "The King has 20,000-30,000 students on the palace lawn to await seeing the King about their lives. He seemed rather resolved in his convictions. I received no guidance to interfere so this is one of those, 'Gods are testing you' items. I have a crystal to the King outside if you wish to make a statement."

She nodded, "Thank you for telling me."

She walked out of the shelter. He thought, "Have the twins died already?"

He heard, "They died within hours of you leaving them. They wanted to be sure."

He thought, "Tomorrow then."

Lerian heard from the Lady of Dreams, "They left a note that might help."

Lerian walked out and went out of the building and up to shelter 6. He went inside and went to the falls. He dove down and pulled their bodies up and out of the water.

He left them on the grass in their embrace. He went and found the note. He walked out to a crying Jennesia.

Lerian held up a finger, "Your Majesty, I thought you should know that Goldia and Gildia are both dead. They drowned themselves but left a note. Would you like to hear this now?"

He heard the King sigh, "Yes, go ahead."

Lerian read the note,

"Your Majesty,

We were adults in the house and saw acts of corruption that we did not try and stop. For that, we find ourselves guilty. To those who are not adults and have no say in their lives, who their parents are, or their birth circumstance to condemn them all for the actions of the parent is in line with the laws concerning debt.

No individual or business may try to force the collection of a debt incurred by an adult or adults in the family. This debt is not their debt; another option must exist. Please consider our debt paid; as adults, we had to pay the debt as we failed to stop or report the corruption.

Sincerely and with the hope that you will find compassion,

Gildia and Goldia Goldeagle

Lerian, thank you for the time you gave us and allowing us to go out on our own terms. Please watch over Jennasi.

I thought you should know as the Lady of Dreams, when I asked about the twins, told me this letter might help, Your Majesty."

Lerian heard King Goldeagle groan, "Thank you, I will take their statement into consideration. Jennasi I do mean that. If I learned anything from today's demonstration with the dragons, listen to divine direction."

Lerian let the crystal go dark. He put the crystal down and Jennasi wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. She whispered, "I could not find the right words to convince him and they may have found them."

Lerian held her, "Yes they may have saved many lives. We will see what tomorrow brings."

He walked her back inside.

Epilogue

The next week went by in a blur. King Godleagle spared over 25,000 thousand. Saving the harshest punishment to those who fought and killed the guards, army, teachers, and other students. Those spared were taken with their instructors to Quatarsia.

To finish schooling and conscripted into the army for life with their family names stripped from them. Barred from re-entering the capital unless summoned. Word of this benevolence spread. Parents surrendered or killed themselves with the words 'the debt has been paid.'

Those children, some even infants, were taken to Quatarsia by royal decree to live in service to the Kingdom as a chance to redeem themselves. Martial law was lifted after the King's weddings. Word of the activities that spawned the purge trickled into the population. Lerian took the blade wielders to Silent Falls.

They performed the ritual to get blades purified and allocate the dead blade to House Storm Blade. The Gods did not make an appearance during this ritual. A departure from the past. Lerian returned to the Dragon Kingdom 2 days later with the consoles, portable display, and interlink crystals.

Having received his letter of apology from the Gold King in a session of the open Elven court; though the audience was much smaller with the purge considered ninety-percent complete. The workstations were installed and operational within minutes.

Teaching them all of the controls took several hours as they cycled through the dragons that worked there. Including one sticky-fingered copper dragon. The existence of Gods' Eyes was considered common knowledge in the Dragon Kingdom.

There were rumors abound about it in the Elven Kingdom. Lerian let them have the consoles but would not release the Mythic spells he created to manufacture them.

Instead, he told them, "The dragons need to learn how to do this level of enchantment on their own. Items you could have done millennia ago if you had spent the time and effort to expand your knowledge in these areas. It will take time to reverse engineer the enchanting done, but Dragon's have longer lives than us. Time is relative in the scheme of things."

Within 2 years Lerian had his new offhand weapon. And had given Silversond the other sword so she could learn that ability. He then stored it away for now in the armory. Jennasi did become one of his wives. She told Lerian, "What you did for the children impressed me."

He told her, "I gave the instructors orders. I also gave them an optional out that they found workable for most. There are times where a champion cannot force an action, he has to leave it to society as a whole to stand up for what is right."

62 years later the King was assassinated. The head of his spies was found to have conspired with former House Goldeagle, Silverbar, and Silver Ring members who had escaped the purge. Based on the investigation of the 14 Moon Blade holders. With no eligible heirs in the Kings line, Jennasi was forced to rule until the next King became of age.

She stopped open court and had everything scheduled out. She hated Lerian calling her, 'Her Majesty.' The Goldeagle Estate was put into a trust similar to what House Silvertree had but the amounts were larger to each heir. 15 years later and the new King just turned an adult, assumed the throne. Married 2 years after to Lerian and Jennisa's daughter Guldia Goldeagle, named after the twins.

The Lady of Dreams came and performed the Ceremony; separating the Moon Blade from her mother. The blade passed on to her daughter the new Queen. Twenty months later and his first heirs arrived. War struck again in 60-90 cycles.

Jennasi was the first to die at 311 years of age. She was an enchanter but wanted to test something on the battlefield. It worked for a second and then exploded as the area was overrun.

She gave Learian 17 children before going infertile. Melody and Kazzara died the following year a few months apart. It was believed Melody died of a broken heart. Over half the city turned out for her funeral; the famous bard.

Millia died from combat but her sword and body were recovered. She died en route to Quatarsia after the front line had exhausted their healing supplies. Nirra died during the same battle but two miles apart; the battlefield line was far too long. They were both 420 years old.

The news nearly devastated Lerian; losing 2 on the same day. He had gotten called into a strategy meeting to crush this latest surge. The dragons were delayed in arriving to strafe the enemy lines. The additional distance from the homeland and having their field marshal stripped from being in charge were the rumored causes.

7 years later the Dragons departed with their homeland again. This time they did it at night with all contact lost and no forewarning. Even their uplink stopped working and their Sky Diamonds had been taken down when Lerian had them search.

The dwarves moved off to mine further west 70 years later. A large adamantium deposit was discovered by their geological scouts with an ancient dwarven city. Located in the land previously under dragon control. The elves refused to move the eternal forge.

Lerian did secure the forge in place; knowing they had no way to restart it if it was moved. He left it active for now given the unknown status on the Metallic Dragons. The dwarves ensured the tunnels were flooded with Lava to seal off access to the entrance. The best they could do given that it could not be moved or reactivated.

71 years later war once again hit and claimed the life of Fayoni who surrendered her Master training ring to one of her great-grandchildren in the Storm Blade line. The blade moving to the new master trainer as well. Draconic magic became less prevalent.

Chromatic Dragons had dwindled down and stopped participating in these wars or were gone like the metallic dragons. 8 years later Lerian passed in combat; the sword recovered and sent home with greater evil dragon bane added to it. He was 564 years old.

Cresena returned to her tribe to the north where some of her Silvertree children had helped to succeed in rebuilding the population and almost tripled it within her tribe. She did not remarry as she was infertile due to age at that point.

Varus'Nor was assumed by Clerran Silvertree, Great-grandson three generations removed from Nirra's line. A half snow-elf silver-elf. He was a dragon-blooded sorcerer and battle mage who added poison immunity to the sword when he died 74 years later in a border skirmish. He was 207 years old at the time of his death.
The sword recovered and claimed in the heat of battle by his eldest son. A battlemage, Blade Singer. He added freedom of movement to the blade before being cut down in battle 2 hours later. Thus far the shortest wielder of any Moon Blade wielder.

The years of wars took its toll on Moon Blades as they went from 14 to 11. Moon Blade and New Moon's Moon Blades had been confirmed destroyed. Attempt to repair the blades failed within the Capital. While Dusk Moon's Blade bastard sword status was unknown.

Varus'Nor jumped family lines into a descendant of Lerian and Millia down six generations. A blade singer sorcerer named Vexeron'Via who was half snow-elf. He was sent on a mission into human lands to find the Goldeagle Moon Blade by King Goldeagle.

His search led him to a feudal land overseen by a Barron Brocktell. Rarely seen among the people the Barron lived in a floating keep above the land he controlled. The keep kept inside of a pair of dragon shields. A sphere. The only way to access the keep was through an agent in the town. This agent was considered dispensable; threatening to kill him would lead to a response of 'Go ahead I got a hundred to replace him.'

This had been witnessed by many in the town. The agent looked for two forms of talent. Those who could perform and those who issue a challenge for a duel. A fight to the death. The images of the fight being displayed to the masses to show the fights were honorable. The contestants eligible to make these challenges had to prove their martial ability in a 'pit fight' with no spellcasting allowed; no potions or wands in the pit.

Only the champion of a tournament could issue the challenge. Only after the fight was over. All fights were to the death in an eight-tier matchup. Vexeron entered the tournament and though severely wounded by a couple of competitors he won the tournament. He exhausted all of the healing potions as access to a cleric was also forbidden. He realized he had been put through a 'gauntlet.' To drain his resources.

He activated a crystal back to Left Eye to report his location and to keep communications open but silent. He was teleported up and into an enlarged Blade Singer arena. His opponent appeared; He was a polymorphed Black half-dragon duelist.

Vexeron asked, "A half-black dragon. When I kill you does this all belong to me?"

The 'Barron' laughed, "Sure. If you somehow kill me this is yours. Your blade will complete my collection. All 12 functional Moon Blades. That will be another billion to your King for sending you. With a 5 billion gold pieces bonus for completing my collection. Only 6 of the 11 made it this far. The others collected from the pit. One I collected separately."

Vexeron looked at him, "You want me to believe I was sent here to give you my blade."

He smiled, "First it was Find Dusk Moon's blade given to the Goldeagle blade wielder. He made it here. Tired, weak, and broken. Like you. He put on a good show for the people. The King was happy to have that one out of the way. He came to watch that fight in person. They get to watch the display but they hear none of this banter.

Then the others were sent after his family blade, one by one. Dusk Moon, I lured him off of the battlefield and into an arena like this. That bastard sword hurt when it connected. The one and only time he hit me. Before I ran Spell Catcher through his fucking heart. I even used this sword to kill my black dragon father. That got me my first fortune. I have killed 40 dragons with this sword. Your death will be much quicker."

Vexeron scoffed, "You fought 40 dragons alone?"

He laughed, "No with a few human armies. Not all at the same time. I taught a couple of drow females how to create these shields with me. They are tied into a control crystal accessible by this sword. They happily cast the spell to bind their spirits into the shield to make them permanent. They had gotten old.

We have watched your people for a long time. I am no champion, but I did find a relic to extend my life and then this sword. I have collected so many, I age mere seconds to every day. Enough talk. I asked for your blade to be last. The designs for this keep inspired by your very ancestors.

Tomorrow your King will announce your non-aggression pact with me. Warning any attack on my people would result in your relics being sent to different planes of existence. They are free of course to go through the tournament and fail like the other competitors...as you will."

They squared off. Vexeron had no blade songs and with the field being set so low it would not have mattered. This was a straight-up melee contest. One that lasted all of two minutes with him working to get this half-dragon to wear down. He landed several critical shots that did not take effect.

Varus'Nor told him, "He appears immune to critical hits."

Vexeron rolled away, "Immune to critical hits. Interesting."

The half-dragon laughed, "You are the first to figure that out. Like you, I am a gestalt. I am a summoner. I bound a Protean. I let him unleash chaos when the need arises. If I were to die the first person he will try and kill is you. That weapon fucking hurts. The Dragons Bane is strong in that weapon. Now it is my turn."

Vexeron thought, "Add immunity to critical hits."

Varus'Nor did not have a chance to respond. The half-dragon rolled forward and ran his rapier straight through Vexeron's rib cage and his 'dagger' came in from the side and extended into a full-length rapier as it critically and fatally killed Vexeron.

Left-eye heard the half-dragon talking to the corpse, "Now to get you properly cooked."

The agent let the crystal go dead. He picked up another crystal, "Guard, this is Left Eye. I need to speak with your patron in private."

The guards called inside and the Patron came out, "You needed to talk with me?"

He sighed, "In private. It must be in private."

The patron cleared the area, "We are secure. What is wrong?"

He sat down and recounted the events. Everything he documented and had pulled from the logs in Left Eye. The accusations and the implications.

The patron sighed, "You contact me tomorrow or when you are on shift. I have others to talk with. Thank you for informing me."

He went inside and found his two widows, Brena and Starista, the master enchanter, in addition to the family Cleric to the Lady of Dreams and Corellon Larethian. They knew already because of the wedding rings. While not a champion he had used the champions rings for his own wedding. They sat there and cried. They prayed together for an answer. The answer came to them, to the Master Enchanter. A horrific answer.
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