The Loresong of The Fier'dracus

Sung to by: Starrdust
donated by: Lord Haxley

As you weave your melody, the fiery crimson shard's spire begins to pulse rapidly, flashing in a brilliant display of crimson color. You begin to match your song to the fiery flicker, and images begin to flash in your mind, each in synch to the pulsing of the fiery crimson shard in your hand. The tempo and volume of your song rise to a nearly hysterical pitch, then a loud *CRACKING* sound echoes in your mind, and you suddenly find yourself staring into what must be the very core of the world itself. Bubbling streams of magma spread out before you, twisting the air into a nauseating blur. Far off in the distance, the hazy form of a large crystal floats in mid-air, spinning slowly as tendrils of crimson energy burst from its surface to flow into the lava below, which roils and bubbles in response.

Without warning, a stream of crimson lava bursts up from beneath you, as if your eyes were not meant to gaze upon the scene they just witnessed.

Your vision is obscured, and you blink to find yourself once again in familiar surroundings.

Your song's magic wraps around the fiery crimson shard easily, but it seems to be trying to resist your attempts of unraveling the mystery around it. Regardless, your melody continues, matching the flickering luminescence of the shard.

Suddenly your vision is overwhelmed by a bright crimson glow. Just as it borders on the edge of blinding you, it begins to fade, revealing a scene which echoes with the indelible passage of time.

Great fires rage along the land, and the images flicker rapidly into different places and times. Only one thing remains constant - everything is set ablaze. Within the flames, what appear to be elementals writhe and dance within the crackling embrace of the raging infernos, their rasping voices screaming in vicious delight as they consume everything within sight.

The vision fades away, and a voice like hissing embers speaks in your mind, "I am the Fier'dracus, The Flame That Never Dies. Shattered I am for now, child of flesh, but dread the day when I am whole again, for you will burn for what you know."

With that, the voice fades away and you snap back into your surroundings.

You expertly weave the flows of mana around the fiery crimson shard, which begins to flicker in a familiar fashion. As your voice rises to a pitch where you think it might crack, you drop into a whispery melody like the soft hissing of dying embers.

Abruptly a scene unfolds before you of a great battlefield amongst the sea. Fires rage across an island of little more than igneous rock, and waves pound against the blackened wasteland. Creatures of the sea rise up from beneath the waves, and a living inferno of fire elementals and their kin wait for them. The sounds of war pound in your ears, and a cataclysmic battle between the elements rages before you. Suddenly your vision is dominated by the image of the Fier'dracus being tossed into the heart of a volcano by a large, lone lava golem. The hulking giant is soon nothing but a shell of rock as heavy rains pour down on it and extinguish its autonomous life.

The vision ends to the sound of waves crashing triumphantly upon the shore.

You begin to weave your song around the fiery crimson shard, the threads of essence connecting you to it glowing a bright crimson hue as your voice traverses through a range of melodic tones. Soon the hum of power from the fiery crimson shard fills your ears, and your surroundings begin to change as a vision takes over...

The Fier'dracus, whole again, slowly spins in front of you, and the scene pulls back to reveal a dark fiery-robed figure holding it high above its head. Wisps of crimson energy snake forth from the large gem to bathe the figure in power.

Abruptly, your surroundings change to that of a small mining colony upon a tropical island, the peak of a large volcano looming ominously in the distance. You stand amongst a crowd of people, each facing a watery figure that appears to be humanoid in shape. Though no sounds come from their mouths, it appears they're planning something.

You sing your final verse, and the fiery crimson shard surrenders its last memory, completely under the power of your melody.

Your vision shifts to that of an underground chamber filled with lava, the fiery scene dominated by the Fier'dracus, flickering as it hovers above a small ring of land within the middle of the lava. From a far embankment, a group of adventurers are gathered. Streams of magic burst from some of their hands, toward a wall of ice that collapses and forms a landbridge to the hovering gem. Soon after, a tiny wisp of flame rises up underneath the jewel, and appears to meld into it. The crystal pulses once and then goes dim. Immediately after, a large droplet of water flies through the air and completely covers the fiery relic's surface! Intense magical energies rage through the chamber as water and fire clash in a dramatic display, and without warning the Fier'dracus explodes into many fire-shrouded shards!

The vision ends, and the faintest impression of a deep rage rolls across your mind, emanating from the fiery crimson shard's depths.


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