Serpentis Family/Durion/Kazakh - Firestarter
The Silver Dragon had arrived with the morning and was watching from the top of his dragon's head war machine the walls being destroyed and the soldiers taking the city. The Stormwalkers and The Dark Ones had suffered many casualties. The young Black Dragon watched his father, the Duke of Avamar. The great leader of Sirion didn't intend to stay. The equipment was destroyed after the long journey and the last battle. But he would stay. It was always a pleasure fight alongside his father, even when his own image was obscured by the shine of the Silver Dragon.
Dürion gave his farewell to the Duke and entered the city through the newly hole in the walls. After he entered, some soldiers went by the new passage to admire Kazakh by the first time. He imagined that his father wanted to rest at the harems before leave, but they will face more battles in the future and the Dragon had to reach Sirion. The young dragon thought about it as he admired the beautiful towers of some minarets. He smiled and advanced ignoring the warnings of his soldiers. They want to explore the enemy city. For some reason the beautiful architecture left him fascinated. The Red Dragons had caused some good damage and immediately he heard a loud noise when the external walls collapsed completely. Houses nearby were burning and soon they will begin to invade and plunder the whole peninsula.
Dürion, bastard son of the Duke of Avamar and last Judge of Sirion still remembered Negev. How he had corrupted the government and made the beautiful region an image of himself diving in the the shadows. A shadow cast by the flames that burned the temples of the Flow. The young Black Dragon smiled. He did not even notice when one of the beggars under a heavy cloak amid the crowd advanced against him. The enemy ran and pulled out his poisoned daggers. When Dürion perceived, three of his soldiers overthrew the poor and inexperienced Infiltrator.
Dürion Eyolf: "Fool. You never managed to hurt my father, why do you think you could win against someone younger and with more breath? Take him to the new Judge. I want to explore the city before burning it."
And while outside the old Silver Dragon just rested his wings to leave, the young Black Dragon laughed with relish while The Dark Ones prepared the great feast that will ignite the high towers. That will put an end to the beautiful architecture, the people and their culture. Everything will disapper devoured by the fire and hunger of a young conqueror. The people were running and screaming when the walls fell on a thick cloud of smoke. Full of evil and taking the first torch, Dürion roared to the scared people:
Dürion Eyolf: "I'm the fear addicted and danger illustrated. I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter. I'm the pain you tasted, fell intoxicated! I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter!!!"
That was the beginning of the end. And the Sultanate would suffer the same horror show that Fontan had witnessed. A fight for justice and a fight for revenge. Sirion was at peace with the Justice. Now they need to be at peace with Revenge. The cleansing flames will take care of it.
