The Proud Windwyrm

Campaign: The Journey Begins

Chapter 1 / 3-4

The Proud Windwyrm

Previous Quest

A True Pact

Next Quest

The Heart of the Forest

Summary

The prince triumphs over the Windwyrm and completes his pact. Cleo, a sylvan and guardian of the Mistholt, guides the company deeper into the forest to find the Shard.

Dialogue

Ha! What a thrill! The dragonblood runs strong in you, man-child. I take strength from my friends, not my blood.

You should remember that, dragon.

Ha ha! True, very true. A king's power is oft found lurking behind the throne.

And you do have the makings of a king, for you have been tested and found worthy!

Euden... My king. I herby cede all of my power to you and your chosen.

I am Midgardsormr–lord of malestroms, master of this land, and the storm that shall keep you from harm!

The prince's "chosen"? That means any of us could potentially shapeshift if His Highness wills it to be so. Oh, heck yeah, Euden! I can't believe you made a dragonpact with one of the Six Greatwyrms! The Shard you seek lies deeper in the forest. And who better to show the way than a child of the wood?

Cleo! Step forward.

Yes, Lord Wyrm. Whaaa?! Who's there?! Greetings, O Alberian prince and heir to dragonblood.

I have been waiting for you.

"Guardian of the Mistholt" "Belle Healer: Cleo" My name is Cleo.

I have guarded this land of mist for uncountable years in preparation for this day.

He called you a child of the wood. I take it you're a sylvan, then?

What did you mean when you said you've been "waiting for me"?

Exactly that, my prince.

You are to be my new master. You are the one who will grant my greatest wish.

And...what is that? To see the mists banished.

They hang over this forest, clouding both the landscape and my mind. I chronicle as much of my memory as I can in words and pictures, but time's cruel flow has washed most of it away. I cannot even remember the face of my previous master.

So when you said "uncountable years," you meant exactly that. Yes. But now my wait is over.

Together we will banish the mists between past and present. I believe in you. Allow me to accompany you deeper into the forest, where you will find what you seek.

Thank you, Cleo. I can't imagine standing guard over a land for so long, and I'm excited for you to show it to me. It is...strange. I can no longer recall his face or voice, yet I feel certain you have his spirit. Er, whose spirit? A man now lost to mist.

Come, Euden. I will show you the way.