I have spend last 5 years with my brood focusing on growing and lv's. My proportions now resembled a drake. Meaning i am around 8m long and 4.5m tall. Also means i am at lv 15 now how come i grow in power only a few lv's in 5 years well simple. This may be a gaming world but it is no game my targets dont just respawn for my convenience and with my hunting i and about 100ish welps form all broods have killed most prey around we needed to give them 2 years of respite not to over hunt things on the isle. and the exp i need to lv up seems to triple each level hard to be sure i dont got exp counter it feels more like filling up a cup that get's bigger each time then anything else. Also ther is no random characters giveing quests on the side i am yet to see another quest after the trail it seems like with all things to work i need to fulfill some requirements first...
I carefully stalked through the undergrowth, my oil slick scale blending in perfectly with the shadows.I was hunting a rather large voles, as it ate some shrubbery next to a river.
When I felt I was close enough, I jumped out of the underbrush, letting out a gush of magma that roasted the vole alive before it had time to react. With a smile, I walked up to the vole and scraped off some of the cooling magma before it had the chance to burn the vole too much, and took a bite.
"Mmm, crispy".
After I finished my meal, I took flight, coming around back to the clearing were most of the other whelps were. some welps are sleeping, but most of the other whelps were playing around, a few were practicing their titan give powers, making rocks move around, or shifting some of the earth.
Fun thing at first i was worried that i might not have that gift as it was not listed on my system but it turns out. our titan given power is part of us like another set of musculse's that grows as we train it well it and our magic i have found i can move a rock half my size once before burning all my mana but i feel it is me not being use to moving land rather then cost being that great best way to describe it i got a muscle that i got no experience with using and fail miserable while trying to lift something big with it.
looking around i sow some of the youngest of new broods running freshlings 3 days old from getting ther names small balls of scales and claw play fighting trying to fly coeing in one another as playfull as any child around ther age. It is so cute it makes me almost forget what all of this whelps hade to do to even be hir.
looking to the vulcano's side there were the whelps that would be turning into drakes this year, they had a spot close to the volcano all to themselves, a small pool of magma nearby that was being used as a spa. Well all to them and me my reputation as a mutant have made it's way in local Brood's even the soon to be 100years old drakes dont want to touch me fearing i would grow bigger and mightier than them in a day and come back for revenge.
I landed on the ground next to my broodmates. not far off from only stream on the isle We had shifted the ground there to make nice beds of rock, as well as a small pool of magma there being used to roast one of the larger pray that we sometimes find on the island, a stag, which is greatest bundle of exp i have gotten my claws on half a lv back at lv 8 only bad thing is them stags are few in extremes or god like in hiding as we have only found three in whole 5 years today seems to be the day of the fourth as i see a stag floating and rotated in the air, by means of magic.
None of Brood mates reacted to my arrival with more then a glance, save for Onyxia, who gave me a slight smile. When Nefarian noticed this, he gave a slight growl. Nefarian was a narcissist and had a big ego, and didn't like the fact that Onyxia and I didn't suck up to him. The rock that he sat on was bigger than ours, and he was always trying to compete with me for Broods attention.
At first i was sure it would be no problem since i grow up so much in but a day but it seems i dont grow with years and what ever giant gens run in family me Onyxia and Nefarion seems to share being all head or in my case 2 heads taller then rest of our broodmate's. Wich allowed Nefarion to lord over rest of brood when i wos not around onyxia seemed to disregard him two, only ever listening to order if it came straight from me that seemse to have pissed him off even more, much to Onyxia's enjoyment...
It has resulted in him being really fierce with this whole competition. Whenever I practiced using my power, Nefarian was right there competing with me. When ever I brought back a giant fox for the brood, Nefarian had to go out there and find a bigger fox. And when ever Onyxia and I hang out relaxing and disregard his very existence Nefarian would glare at me furiously.
It was made worse by the fact that the rare time's that brood mothers of new generations were present they happened to dote on me, as whelps with pure black scales were rare, and tended to be powerful (also do to them having heard of my growing up Event resoulting in them looking for a good relations with a possible big player in flight future activities).
I sat down on the rock next to Onyxia, turning my nose upward to sniff at the stag. "Who caught this thing?" I asked curiously.
"I did," said Tenebrian, a brood mate that was smaller than any other brood mate of our's. He had a lot of red horns on his head, you could mistake them for long, pointy scales thx to his size. His belly and wings were also red while as expected all else about him wos black.
Tenebrian tended to be submissive, and Nefarian capitalized on it to bullie him a lot when i was not around but as of late he got braver even with me close.
"Good catch," I said encouragingly.
Nefarian snorted. "It was the slowest stag on the whole island," he said with a sneer. "a vole could have caught that stag."
Tenebrian shrunk into himself ashamedly.
lay off, Nefarian" I said, annoyed, before turning back to Tenebrian. "Even if it was slow, good catch either way, i am all to aware how much power they have as do you right brother." i said while scratching my half broken horn it was a gift from 1 ever stag i found. I wos hunting with Onyxia and Tenebrian and we stumbled on a stag i rushed sure of my new strength and durability only to get back kicked to the two behind me as stag run off with half of my horn stuck to it's hoof.
Tenebrian gave a smile to that old memory.
"It's not my fault Tenebrian's pathetic," said Nefarian with a huff. "It's amazing he survived the test at all."The test he was referring to was the little bout of cannibalism.
"Maybe if you weren't laying into him every chance you got, he would do better," I snarled showing my teeth to him starting to be done with all his constend shit.
"Ancalagon I don't need you to defend me-" Tenebrian started, but he was interrupted by Nefarian.
"Oh, would you like to have a go, then, Ancalagon" said Nefarian with a sneering grin. "A bout, to settle this?"
I didn't hesitate. "Sure, If I win, you will remember your place and DONT forget it again."
"And if I win you will bow to me, and do what ever I tell you do to." said Nefarian while brining him self to his full high most likely trying to look intimidating having lack experience to realise how little his size works on someone head taller then him.
"It's a deal, then," I said. "Unless of course, you're a scardy-scale who's afraid to face his big brother in combat."
"Never."
"Fine."
"Fine."
We both stood up, and took flight. After all, no fights were allowed at the clearing and stream. The rest of our brood followed us, save for Tenebrian.
"I go through all this trouble to get a stag for us to eat, and everyone leaves," he muttered to himself, before taking flight.