The Realm of Austur Episode 1: A New Light

Vincent's grin widens, but only slightly. I thought you might see things my way. The agreement I have in mind is rather simple. If you so desire, I can help bring you and Baron closer together, so to speak. He will have access to your power at any time, and in return, you will have your greatest desire: the chance to prove your strength, and to be free. By doing this, by merging you two, Baron will also have a greater understanding of your true nature. As such, I will not need to tell him anything. He will already know. This way, Baron will be much more comfortable with you, and will realize you aren't the terrible danger he thinks. And I have another proposition for you, one I think you might like... This knowledge I seek? The ability to merge two halves into a whole... Such an ability might also be used to separate two halves from each other, don't you agree? When I finally learn what I need, how about I give you a call, so to speak?

"See, that's where you're wrong Van," Vincent replies aloud, foregoing the telepathy. "You think yourself as a separate entity, a different being from Baron. But that isn't true at all, nor will it ever be, even if I do grant you the knowledge you seek. You and Baron are one and the same, two halves of the same whole. Just as Death and I are."

His beautiful dragon gives him a hesitant look, unsure if she should relay his words or not. Vincent gives a slight nod, as he steps down from his throne. He kneels to pet the dragon at his feet, only briefly, and she purrs. "Come with me," he says to Baron, his tone allowing no argument. "We're going on a small journey. But before we leave, go retrieve your wolf. You will need her for what is to come."

"Wow to think i am that important to you Barron," Catie replied while walking close to Barron.

"I never told you this Catie but, before I met you I was in a dark place myself," "Before we met me and Sam were traveling together," Baron said to the Catie who was clinging to his arm. "All the places we visited were fine until, people discovered I was half vampire," Baron said very solemnly. "One place after another would treat me with a monster and that very day I met you I was about to be done with my human side forever," Baron stated. "If people were going to treat me like a monster I was going to be the monster they wanted me to be," Baron responded. Catie just looked at Baron with a look of shook and a little surprise.

"Yet from the moment I saved you and saw how cheerful you were especially after suffering through something so horrific with those slavers," Baron told Catie. "From all the time we spent together and saw how you are always so happy go lucky," Barron told the now blushing Catie. "I learned it's not what other people think about you that's important it's about being who you are that matters the most," Baron told Catie who had Barron's arm in a bear hug. "Barron you know why I am always so happy when I travel with you and Sam because I get to be with you," Catie said before her and Baron shared a brief kiss.

"Lets make this pact together," Catie said with determination. "Yeah together Catie, and you too Van if you can here me," Barron responded as the group got close to there destination

Shalla is instantly upon the youth when he opens his eyes.
"What did you see?" She asks, excitedly. Serlen doesn't expect her to
be this excitable over something. "Just a vision." He waves, hand on a tree.
He lifts himself up, and gives a bright smile.

"You're usually grumpy." He teases, getting to his feet. Shalla's smile drops, and she growls.
"I am not Grumpy!" She yells. A few birds fly from their trees, desperate to escape her ire.
Serlen waves his hands defensively. "Don't mind me. My conversations with women usually end horribly." He says quickly.

"I can see why. Didn't you have some sort of school that educated you on how to talk to women?" The priestess sighs.
Serlen lists off his terms. "Yes, but I failed all of them." He admits.

Shalla stands there with disbelief in her eyes. "How is that possible?" She finally mutters.
" I get nervous when I stand to close to one..." Serlen trails off. He isn't sure why he is sharing this with her.
Shalla paused for a moment, before closing the distance.

"Really?" She breathed. Serlen scurried back, bumping into a tree. "Please don't do that." He pleaded, eyebrows furrowed.
Shalla smiled, a mischievous one at that. "I'm going to help you." She declared, grasping his hand.
Serlen unconsciously removed it. "And don't do that either." He sighed.


"You're going to be alone in your reign if you don't learn, so come here!" Shalla demanded.
Serlen stepped back. "I'd rather not." He replied.

"Only if you break the agreement," Vincent replies, seemingly deep in thought. "As you said, Van isn't a monster. He has no reason to harm her, especially when doing so would be detrimental to his own goals. Oh, and don't worry about the cold. We aren't going too far up. Near the summit, there is a shrine to the old gods, a sacred place... Perhaps I better show you than explain."

Vincent leads the group up the lone, worn path, a twisting road of broken stones. "Silver my sweet, could you scout ahead? I'd rather not have any run ins with... Well, you get the idea."

The white dragon gives a subtle nod, before taking to the skies.