Aaron noticed he was floating in the middle of eternal darkness after falling on Opals ship.

Aaron, “where am I?”

His voice echoed out with no response.

Aaron, “Enea are you there?”

He felt as if she was talking to him yet could hear nothing. As he looked around he noticed that he was in his own form.

A deep voice echoed out from the darkness.

“Who disturbs my domain?!”

Aaron, “Sorry I don’t remember how I got here.”

Voice, “You will leave or I will destroy you!”

Aaron, “But I do not know… wait did you say domain?”

Voice, “This is the domain of the Great lord!”

Aaron continued to look around until he saw large eyes in the distance glowing a deep gold.

[Aaron, “The Great Lord?! Is that the one Crazed serves?”]

Voice, “I sense one of the gods presence from you.”

Aaron, “I am Aaron the chosen of the Goddess Enea! What is the purpose of this Great Lord?”

Voice, “ah you serve one of the old fallen. My master will be pleased with your death.”

Aaron began to grow nerves as he began to see green flames coming into existence a distance away. He tried to think of a way to escape but had nothing.

Aaron, “What is the great Lord?!”

Voice, “The great lord is beyond your comprehension mortal!”

The flames began to shoot out from where they where causing a massive form of a black scaled head to appear at their source.

Aaron grew frighten never having seen a creature of its like in his life.

Voice, “Now it is time for you to disappear from this world chosen!”

The flames shot out rapidly spreading towards Aaron lighting up a massive black high dragon. As the flames neared Aaron he began to scream in fear while feeling his flesh begin to burn.

Aaron shot up off of one of the ships hammocks cutting off his scream. He was breathing heavily while in a cold sweet with bandages covering his body which was still in Enea’s form.

[Enea, “Aaron are you alright?!”]

[Aaron, “it was only a dream?! It felt to real and I can still feel the heat.”]

[Enea, “Aaron I’ve been calling out to you since you began thrashing some time ago.”]

[Aaron, “I could not hear you and I was also calling out to you.”]

[Enea, “quickly tell me about this dream.”]

[Laee, “Did I just hear Aaron?”]

[Aaron, “yes, where are you?”]

[Laee, “I’m currently getting some fresh bandages, and some warm water for you.”]

[Aaron, “Why…ouch!”]

Aaron had begun to try and get up but fell back in pain.

[Laee and Enea, “don’t move you are still in bad condition since the fight with Crazed.”]

[Aaron, “sorry for all the trouble.”]

[Laee, “don’t worry about it just try to rest.”]

Aaron sat there quietly.

[Enea, “now tell me about this dream you had.”]

[Aaron, “why is my dream so important?”]

[Enea, “Not all chosen’s dreams are what they seem. Some are glimpses of the future or a form of communication with other gods and their servants.”]

[Aaron, “well it started right after I collapsed on the deck…”]

Aaron continued to explain the dream he had to Enea and even Laee as she came back down.

[Enea, “Are you sure it was a massive black dragon that created green flames.”]

[Aaron, “yes I remember it plain as day.”]

[Enea, “and you are sure that the dragon mentioned a great lord.”]

Aaron moaned in pain.

[Aaron, “yes!”]

[Laee, “this does not sound good Enea.”]

[Enea, “we must find the other chosen soon before he makes his move.”]

[Aaron, “who are you talking about?”]

Laee began to dab at his sweaty brow once again.

[Enea, “The ancient dark god that sealed me and nearly eliminated the other goddesses is still here in the world.”]

[Laee, “but why has he waited so long to make his next move?”]

[Enea, “who knows maybe he was waiting for something?”]

[Aaron, “You two have lost me here.”]

[Laee, “Do not worry about this for right now. You need your rest since we do not have a cleric to fully heal your wounds.”]

[Aaron, “Alright but you must explain this later.”]

[Enea, “in time Aaron but for now rest.”]

Aaron slowly fell back to sleep with Laee still looking over him.

A few days passed and Aaron was able to once again move around but his health bar was still not at its max due to his healing wounds. He had also changed back and forth between his and Enea’s form making his bandages needing to be rewrapped.

Aaron had come up to the main deck since he could once again move without feeling pain. Opal was standing on the deck with a few bandages on her arms but was mostly unharmed.

Opal, “Oh if it isn’t the princes coming back from the land of the dead.”

Aaron, “please stop calling me princes you know I’m a man right.”

Opal, “well I’ve mainly only seen you in your female form and you are a ruler of your own lands. I love woman like you.”

Aaron sighed, “come on please stop with that already.”

Opal, “No because you are my dear princes.”

Laee, “Aaron is not yours!”

Opal, “Well I don’t see you making any moves at her.”

Laee, “Says the captain that took us prisoner and throwing us into a tightly cramped space.”

Opal’s face turned red at that, “well I can just throw you back in there any time I wish.”

A few of the pirates laughed near by while doing their own things causing Opal to stare at them for silence.

[Aaron, “We should not upset her Laee.”]

[Laee, “are you taking her side on this Aaron!”]

[Enea, “well I can see where Aaron is coming from on this.”]

[Laee, “not you to Enea!”]

[Aaron, “just calm down Enea before we are tossed over board.”]

[Laee, “ha you would not be thrown over board by this Opal.”]

Laee, “Aaron is mine you will not take him from me!”

Opal began to ignore Laee and turned to Aaron, “since you helped protect my ship I will give you one thing in return.”

Aaron thought for a moment, “could you take us to the Deathly Isles north western island.”

Opal seemed sad after his request, “I will do as you have asked since we are heading to that general area.”

Aaron, “thank you.”

Opal, “Are you sure you do not wish to join my crew?”

You have been offered a class change!

Would you like to change to the Class Pirate First Mate?

Aaron, “I’m sorry Opal but I have found my calling but thanks for the offer.”

Opal looked down, “Well my offer still stands if you come back for it.”

Opal headed for her cabin with a poker face on.

[Aaron, “I feel bad about tuning it down.”]

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[Enea, “So you are still considering her offer.”]

Aaron looked out over the water as the ship continued to head north.

[Aaron, “No I will not accept the offer since I am proud to be your chosen.”]

[Enea, “Thanks Aaron.”]

[Laee, “Hay Aaron what about me!”]

Aaron turned to Laee who had managed to get her hands on some of the pirates rum.

[Enea, “just ignore her.”]

[Laee, “Enea!”]

[Aaron, “You are one of the best companions I could ever ask for though you could go without drinking so much.”]

[Laee, “hay I haven’t been drinking that much lately.”]

Aaron laughed while he began to lean against part of the ships railing.

[Aaron, “ Laee that is because we have been held prisoner.”]

[Laee, “so I still haven’t drank much lately.”]

[Aaron, “True but you still have a ways to go.”]

[Laee, “hay what is that supposed to mean?!”]

[Aaron, “you already know.”]

Laee just pouted while Aaron continued to look out over the water seeing some whales off in the distance surfacing and splashing with their tails.

[Enea, “what a beautiful scene.”]

[Aaron, “yes it is.”]

Laee watched with him for a bit before sitting down to finish her rum, which lead her to fall asleep.

Aaron continued to stand there as the sun began to set. He took a quick picture of his view through his menu when he suddenly felt something soft lean against his arm and on his shoulder. He turned to see Opal laying her head on his shoulder with her side against his.

Opal, “Enjoying the scenery are we.”

Aaron’s face turned bright red; “um yes I like watching some sunsets on occasion. Could-could you please stop leaning on me?!”

[Enea, “Aaron!”]

Opal, “Ah but I like to rest against your shoulder.”

[Enea, “Get her off now!”]

Laee was beginning to stir from her sleep.

[Aaron, “this is not going to go well!”]

[Enea, “oh you think so!”]

Laee opened her eyes and looked around noticing Opal leaning against Aaron's shoulder. She began to rise awkwardly due to the alcohol in her system.

Laee, “Ge-Get offff my Aaron you… you wench!”

Opal, “Oh if it isn’t a drunken mage oh wait a drunken goddess. Isn’t there a rule only the Dwarves gods can get drunk.”

Laee, “what dooo you th-think! Godsss can drink and… and get dra-drunk when ever they… wish!”

Opal, “Oh is the little goddess upset.”

A random waive splashed onto Aaron and Opal even though the waters where calm.

Laee, “Ha howw do yyou like that!”

Opal took off her soaking wet coat and hat, “That’s it!

Opal talked the swaying Laee to the deck as they began to pull at each other’s hair and scratch at each other skin.

Aaron, “oh here we go again.”

Aaron tried to stop the fight and calm them while the whole crew broke out into laughter at the fight. They both continued to argue and fight over Aaron for the next few days until they spotted the island off in the distance. Aaron stood there in his original form next to Opal and Laee looking off towards the Island

Opal, “We are almost there Aaron.”

Aaron, “thanks for everything Opal.”

Opal’s cheeks blushed.

Laee, “Hay what about when she held us prisoner Aaron!”

Aaron, “well she was kind enough to help us out afterwards.”

Laee, “After we saved her ship and crew from Crazed!”

Opal, “I’m sorry for what we have done but it is our way of life as pirates.”

Laee, “then don’t be a pirate!”

Opal, “then you stop being a drunken goddess.”

Aaron, “Please don’t start this now when we are so close to our destination!”

Opal and Laee turned away from each other.

Opal, “Are you sure you do not wish to join my crew?”

Aaron, “I’m sorry Opal but I already have my chosen path but I don’t mind if we can stay friends.”

Opal whispered so Aaron could not hear, “But I want to be more then friends my princess.”

Aaron, “sorry I could not hear you Opal.”

Opal, “of course I would.”

One of the Pirates quickly stepped up to Opal with a portable telescope in hand.

Pirate, “Captain there seems to be something wrong going on towards the shore!”

Opal grabbed the telescope from the pirate and brought it to her eye looking out towards the shore that was growing even closer. She continued to look and began to curse under her breath.

She quickly lowered the telescope and looked at Aaron.

Opal, “Are you sure you want to go to that Island Aaron.”

Aaron, “I need to get there Opal.”

Quest Event Triggered!

Quest Event Level: B+

The Demonic War for the northern Deathly Isles has begun. All players who participate can win great rewards or lose everything to the dark forces.

It was not just Aaron that received the message but every player playing Mythical Legends. This stured up a commotion everywhere while Aaron was stunned wondering if he had caused it.

Opal looked concerned over what she had seen.

Aaron, “What did you see Opal?”

Opal, “I gave you my word so I will get you to the Island.”

She quickly walked away yelling orders to her crew. They all quickly got ready securing all unneeded equipment and preparing for combat.

Aaron turned back to the Island finally noticing a large number of ships off in the distance with smoke rising from a few of them and along the section of the Island we where heading for.

Aaron turned to the sound of heavy equipment being set down. Some of the crew where setting up something similar to small bastille up on each side of the ship with two in total.

Opal walked up to him, “I will try my best to get you to the port city but there is a high chance of us not making it.”

Aaron, “Is there another area to land safely on the Island?”

Opal shook here head, “My ship needs to get resupplied and have some minor repairs but this city is the only one that would usually allow my ship to dock.”

Aaron, “Then what’s the plan?”

Opal, “there is no plan we fight our way through!”

Laee, “that’s suicidal!”

Opal, “A pirate from my guild always keeps their word or dies trying.”

Aaron, “There has to be another way.”

Opal, “its to late.”

She pointed at three ships that had turned towards them and where gaining speed.

Opal, “Get those Loaded!”

Aaron stood their waiting since he now could do nothing else.

Soon the three ships drew near.

Opal, “Aim for the nearest two.”

The pirates rotated the mini bastille holding four bolts each aflame until they where set.

Opal, “Fire!”