We all shutter as we stare at him. But turning to me Iancu says, “Maple what the hell is that, we got to go now!”
Senán then holds out his palm in front of all of us and opens it, and then in the middle of his palm a light front the sky descends down and we hear, “NOW IT IS TIME FOR THE ARRIVAL OF THE MOST MAGNIFICENT BEING TO EVER EXIST, DUMNORIX THE GREATEST IN ALL CREATION!”
As Dumnorix's foolish act plays out, the tension that everyone feels turns to annoyance, yet despite our reaction to him, he doesn’t just stop there.
Turning to Senán he says, “Thanks for the ride doggy, you made my already magnificent entrance greater than it was before!”
“DID YOU JUST CALL HIM A DOG!” The beastkin from both sides yell.
Senán then drops Dumnorix down on the ground, and says, “I am happy that funny Beastkin like you still exist.”
Every movement he makes sends wind through the area he is just that big. With his other arms, he opens his palm and then spits something into it.
Then he throws that big ball of mucus onto the ground, and in that ball, I see Maple, Willow, four of the ministers, and another unconscious beastkin.
Shocked by this sight, I run forward with Iancu and liberate all of those stuck in the mucus, and as I do I see Willow battered so I grab him and say, “What happened, why are you so beaten, explain!”
“Can I keep the explanation for later and just get pampered by my wife instead for now.”
Giving him a good hug, I say, “Good job.”
Suddenly I see Suzuka making a facial expression as if she wants to be pampered by me as well, so I turn to Iancu and say, “You do it.”
“No way!”
“Even after we asked everyone to come to peace you can’t even do that?”
Sighing, he touches Suzuka’s head and says, “Good job.”
She looks rather happy by this.
Dumnorix then picks up the person who was unrecognizable to me and then in front of both armies he shouts, “This man around the end of the last day attacked and brutally injured a child from the side of the Fanalis, and this attack was planned by our ministers, upon realizing this the Fanalis came to retaliate, and they set it up that all of the soldiers would be scatter around Nialathrú so that Ganthrú would have to recruit citizens to protect the city.”
The crowd of people are shocked by this revelation, but then a member of Ganthrú's army, an actual soldier says, “That doesn’t make sense what would that have accomplished?”
“The four kids you see behind me are all humans from the surface, and recently we have discovered the fact the world above had not frozen over but has been going on for the last 2000 years, and that we had all simply been separated.
There are currently only one group of humans who know about our situation, and these ministers here have been trying to curry favour with the humans all this time.
Yet the treatment of the Fanalis would be something that would be a very bad look, so they tried to trigger this war and make the Fanalis kill some civilians to make everything look like the treatment of the Fanalis was justified.
By my count, they even sent assassins over towards the Fanalis villages, to make sure that the humans they and been keeping along with any witnesses were to be killed.”
A stag beetle Fanalis says, “Then aren’t the kids and Orb in danger!”
The Fanalis panic, but then Dumnorix says, “Don’t be afraid Proteus, I have already sent men to stop such an attack from happening everything should be fine.”
A member of Ganthrú's army says, “Yet this sounds incredibly convenient doesn’t it, if they wanted to control the humans there were many different ways they could have gone about it. Like putting the humans in our debt, or even using drugs if things went wrong why would they use civilians as human shields.”
Ganthrú then says, “Because of the Geas, they made a Geas with their blood with Senán and they would break such a thing so easily knowing that Senán specifically has an interest in the two humans they found. This is all plausible.”
As Ganthrú speaks you can feel the lost resolve on the faces of the rest of his army as they realize they have been pawns, but then he says, “But do you have proof Dumnorix while all this may have been a ruse simply making a convincing theory with no backing is the height of stupidity.”
“Of course I do silly.” Pulling out a list, Dumnorix says, “This is a group of people who would collaborate on my story, we can double-check with them all when we get back.”
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Pointing the list in the face of a tighten-up Cultúir Dumnorix says, “Do these names look familiar.”
Cultúir says, “These are all our staff.”
“Correct, they all are ready to testify against you.”
“That’s impossible, there is no way they would do this!”
“Of course, they would because each and every one of them is under my thumb.”
“That’s impossible!”
“I assure you it is, why else would you think I would work beside all of you insufferable people for so long, just so I could earn the trust of those around you? For the last two years, all of the people around you have been completely under my control.”
Cultúir then says, “You really think you have everything figured out against me, but let me tell you something I have figured out. Do you know the way you’re parents died?”
“Huh?” Dumnorix says.
Suddenly you can see some Fanalis who had just become relaxed instantly become stiff, and then as Cultúir proceeds to say, “It was Abbán Fuinseog and his people who killed them!”
Dumnorix who usually has a smile on his face has a serious expression, then he walks over to the leader of the Fanalis and says, “Is that true?”
“Yes, it is.”
Dumnorix punches him directly in the face which knocks him to the ground, this causes Fanalis to enter a hostile position, and then in response to this Ganthrú army turns hostile as well.
But Dumnorix with his usually goofy and smiley expression says, “That felt good, all is forgiven.”
On the ground, Abbán says, “What do you mean all is forgiven, did you hear what I did?”
“Of course, I did you idiot, and besides it isn’t like I already didn’t know, I was just trying to be dramatic.”
Cultúir says, “You already knew?”
“I already told you all of your people are under my thumb, it was easy to source such information from them. My parents weren’t weak, I trained with you every day Abbán and there is no way in hell you would be able to kill my dad unless he let you.
When their lives were at stake they still chose not to kill others, and I will respect that, so to all of you here who say they are equal to my parents, will you make the same choice or another foolish choice.”
A Fanalis says, “Do you think this is over, your people started this and brought chaos onto us.”
A member of Ganthrú's army says, “That is because you’re people have soaked this land in so much blood, we could form an ocean with it.”
“That is because you treated us like garbage for years.”
“Say that to your people 400 400-year reign over this land where you killed so many of us that we haven’t been able to repopulate since.”
“We didn’t do that!”
“You reap what your blood sows, if your ancestors passed down riches you would gladly accept them, but not their problems sounds foolish to me!”
Suddenly throughout the area, a large argument breaks out as tensions begin to rise.
Looking at the crowd I notice something, this was never about the child who was attacked the issues between these people are so embedded in them that it is no different than blood. I doubt any of them know of life without it.
As I stand there, I begin to move forward so I can get in the middle of all of them, but then laughter fills the area, but not from any of the people but from the Grand Druid Senán himself.
His laughter echoes across the area like an earthquake, and this causes everyone to fall silent again. Ceasing his laughter he looks down on us all and says, “This truly is comical, you people have no idea of what you are talking about.”
An angered Fanalis says, “Don’t act like you know either, you have simply just stayed hidden away for years as we all suffer and fight, if you are so smart then why didn’t you stop any of our conflicts throughout history!?”
A member of Ganthrú's army says, “You have done nothing but watch everything unfold, so continue to do that for the rest of eternity, as we fight to protect ourselves from these people and their history of destruction.”
Senán laughs again, and says, “History? You use that word as if you even know our people's history. I pose a question to you how many times has our grand library been destroyed.”
Ganthrú says, “What do you mean it has only happened once?”
“No, over our last 2000 years, the library has been destroyed five times, twice intentionally and three times due to conflict. And that’s only of the history that was brought into this area in the first place.”
All the beastkin have faces of shock as Senán talks, and then he says, “So would you all like to hear it, the history of the beastkin? Our falls and our rises.”
Location: Northwestern wall of Prosúnfore
Φ As me and Dillon travel on Cyrus's back we are greeted by a wonderbeast that looks like a tiritrex but looks arborescent. It has a bunch of little wonderbeasts that produce light over its body, and from its body tree roots are growing and forming a head.
Dillion says, “If we were to give it a bit of dragon blood, it could regenerate faster, and then we could ride it to our location rather than on your back.”
“Ok, b-b-b-b-but what a-a-a-aabout you Orb.”
As I look at Cyrus I struggle to separate reality from the words I hear in my head over, and the images that keep flashing towards me. “I think that is a good idea.”
As Cyrus and Dillion continue to work, I feel tremors throughout the ground as I do the memories start to flow even faster but one image sticks out an image of a giant silver wolf with tree horns.
Name: Sonic Beetle
Height: 15cm
Type: Wonderbeast, Herbivore
Description: Wonderbeasts take the form of countless different beetles, though each one has different and distinct horns. They are a type of wonderbeast which can move at incredible speeds, and as they do they end up storing lots of energy within themselves, which they release as lightning.
Fact: They travel in giant groups, and due to this they end up creating large lighting fields as millions of them release their energy over the span of an entire week. This phenomenon and the trouble it caused made them prime targets for hunting.
Name: Abbán Fuinseog
Age: 45
Birthday: Aquarius 7th
Hair: None
Eyes: His eyes look like bugs so it has to tell the colours, but one is red (left) and one is Cyan (Right)
Height: 211 cm
Description: A greater beastkin of the Nord Dragonfly, His arms and legs look rather weak and his torso is tiny since his head makes up the majority of his body. Despite being a bug his eyes are something I could imagine on a human, and he has a tail attached to his head that comes down like hair.
Legacy: ?