The Arrival
Posted: November 2nd, 2019, 2:00 pm
Anyone who was watching the southward skies in Verdant Row that night would have noticed what looked like blue lightning, striking a small island a few miles away. Anyone closer to that island would have seen the lightning strike and feel the earth shake. Anyone on the island, died. If the strike didn't kill them, the frozen shock wave did.
Villages close to the island reported hearing screaming and cries afterward, but were too afraid to investigate. If they had they probably wouldn't believe what they would have found.
As the lightning struck, his body was slammed to the ground with so much force he bit his tongue. If he hadn't been in his full elemental form, he probably would have bitten it clear in two. As it was, he simply spit chunks of frozen blood over the ground.
"What...where the fuck am I?" Dravvin managed to ask to no one as he looked around him. He wasn't home any more. The last thing he remembered was…Everything and everyone he knew and loved dying. His home was gone, his wife was dead, his kids; Lysander, Odin, Isa, Ceri, all of them, dead. Why was it that he was always the last thing to die?
But then again, he wasn't dead, was he? Why wasn't he dead? A sudden wave of red hot rage washed over him, why wasn't he dead?
"WHYYYY?!". He yelled to the heavens and as he did he released a wave of ice cold energy that shook the island. The wave rushed out of him, his form shifted from that of a male form, made of solid ice into that of a fairly normal looking man. The ice went with the energy and it froze whatever it touched. The rage and energy released whatever tension or power he had left in him and as the island froze, Dravvin passed out.
The man known as Dravvin Kirk, The Iceman, formerly of so many lands, clans, and families, had come to Khy`eras. Too bad he didn't want to be here.
*****
The sun on his face woke him. Slowly, he opened his eyes, the brightness hurting them until they got used to it. He lifted his head to look around him at the frozen land surrounding him. The trees, grass, everything was covered in a thick layer of ice. He’d seen it before, but it’d been a long time since his powers had been released in such force all at once. Truth be told, he felt weaker than he had in a long time. Perhaps whatever brought him here had sapped some of his strength? Or maybe he’d just used too much last night?
Whatever the reason, Dravvin knew that he wasn’t on the same level as he used to be. Hopefully it was just a temporary thing. Tentatively he stood and got a better view of the island he’d landed on. It wasn’t huge, just big enough for a house, maybe two depending on the size. The trees were starting to drip as the ice was starting to melt. It’d be back to its normal state soon. Dravvin didn’t notice any animals, so with hope, they had either been underground and protected from the shock wave, or there weren’t any on the island to begin with.
First things first, he needed to get off the island, people would probably be coming there soon to see what the disturbance was and he was pretty sure he didn’t feel like answering those questions just yet. Walking to the water, he waved his fingers on his right hand about as if testing a musical instrument. It took longer than normal, but eventually blue light started to play across the tips of them. He repeated the motions with his left hand and when they too had the blue light playing across them, Dravvin brought his hands to face each other and the light built upon itself.
Ice started forming between his hands and he pushed it away from him and out towards the water. A block of ice formed, floating in the water. When it was large enough to support his body weight, the elemental stepped out onto it. With a single wave of his hand a long, flat sheet of ice formed in his right hand, in a rough oar shape. And so, he set off towards the main lands that he could see in the distance. Another chapter in his life was about to start. He hoped this one didn’t end in the death of everyone around him.
Villages close to the island reported hearing screaming and cries afterward, but were too afraid to investigate. If they had they probably wouldn't believe what they would have found.
As the lightning struck, his body was slammed to the ground with so much force he bit his tongue. If he hadn't been in his full elemental form, he probably would have bitten it clear in two. As it was, he simply spit chunks of frozen blood over the ground.
"What...where the fuck am I?" Dravvin managed to ask to no one as he looked around him. He wasn't home any more. The last thing he remembered was…Everything and everyone he knew and loved dying. His home was gone, his wife was dead, his kids; Lysander, Odin, Isa, Ceri, all of them, dead. Why was it that he was always the last thing to die?
But then again, he wasn't dead, was he? Why wasn't he dead? A sudden wave of red hot rage washed over him, why wasn't he dead?
"WHYYYY?!". He yelled to the heavens and as he did he released a wave of ice cold energy that shook the island. The wave rushed out of him, his form shifted from that of a male form, made of solid ice into that of a fairly normal looking man. The ice went with the energy and it froze whatever it touched. The rage and energy released whatever tension or power he had left in him and as the island froze, Dravvin passed out.
The man known as Dravvin Kirk, The Iceman, formerly of so many lands, clans, and families, had come to Khy`eras. Too bad he didn't want to be here.
*****
The sun on his face woke him. Slowly, he opened his eyes, the brightness hurting them until they got used to it. He lifted his head to look around him at the frozen land surrounding him. The trees, grass, everything was covered in a thick layer of ice. He’d seen it before, but it’d been a long time since his powers had been released in such force all at once. Truth be told, he felt weaker than he had in a long time. Perhaps whatever brought him here had sapped some of his strength? Or maybe he’d just used too much last night?
Whatever the reason, Dravvin knew that he wasn’t on the same level as he used to be. Hopefully it was just a temporary thing. Tentatively he stood and got a better view of the island he’d landed on. It wasn’t huge, just big enough for a house, maybe two depending on the size. The trees were starting to drip as the ice was starting to melt. It’d be back to its normal state soon. Dravvin didn’t notice any animals, so with hope, they had either been underground and protected from the shock wave, or there weren’t any on the island to begin with.
First things first, he needed to get off the island, people would probably be coming there soon to see what the disturbance was and he was pretty sure he didn’t feel like answering those questions just yet. Walking to the water, he waved his fingers on his right hand about as if testing a musical instrument. It took longer than normal, but eventually blue light started to play across the tips of them. He repeated the motions with his left hand and when they too had the blue light playing across them, Dravvin brought his hands to face each other and the light built upon itself.
Ice started forming between his hands and he pushed it away from him and out towards the water. A block of ice formed, floating in the water. When it was large enough to support his body weight, the elemental stepped out onto it. With a single wave of his hand a long, flat sheet of ice formed in his right hand, in a rough oar shape. And so, he set off towards the main lands that he could see in the distance. Another chapter in his life was about to start. He hoped this one didn’t end in the death of everyone around him.