“Hugh, get back here you big meanie!” A young girl yelled up to a treehouse built into a strong dragonsap tree. She was wearing a bright yellow dress which complimented her blue tinted black hair. Her name was Bridhe, and today was her seventh birthday. A birthday she was not going to let be ruined by her know-it-all big brother. “No stinky girls allowed in my treehouse, even dad said so!” Said hugh in a defiant tone. Bridhe felt a smirk widen on her face as she ran under the tree where she was pretty sure that Hugh couldn’t see her. She got down on her knees and started gathering the wet mud near the roots of the tree and rolled in into a flat disk. She shut her eyes closed as hard as she could and tried to concentrate. She whispered some words and breathed a silver mist onto the drying mud disk in her hands. By the time she opened her eyes, by all appearances it looked like one of mom’s best chocolate chip and pomegranate cookies.
She waited a few more minutes before she cast the same spell again, only this time she made the mud also smell like a cookie. “Oh Hugh!” She said, almost singing. “Mom made some cookies and I am supposed to give you one.” Crashing sounds could be heard from up in the treehouse. “A cookie for me, on your birthday? Wowzers that’s great!” Hugh jumped out of the tree and circled back in front of Bridhe. Although raised with Bridhe, Hugh was actually a person-sized dragon with copper colored scales. He eagerly grabbed at the cookie with his claws, careful not to scratch his sister. He took a big sniff and wolfed it down in one bite. Much to Bridhe’s delite, he immediately started spitting up the mud. “No fair using magic, sis.” Hugh said irritated by the trick but admiring the creativity of it all. “Your definitely getting better, it’s the only down side to you being in Bright Halls almost all year.” Bridhe blushed. “Thanks, but we got to get back to my house it’s almost time for my party!”
The two rushed back to their town. Rynen was a small farming and orchard town in Iona, and famed for it’s pomegranates. Iona was famed as the Dragon Kingdom of the world. The Dragon Queen was renown for being a tough but fair leader. In Iona, all dragon-kind was at peace and was protected by oath to the queen. As the two rushed through the orchard they came within sight of their town. Black sands as far as the eye could see. Their town and it’s farmlands were built on magically created earth to keep it fertile and prevent it from being desert. After a few more minutes they were at their cottage.
“Mom, Dad, we’re home!” Shouted Hugh, shaking the windows near shattering with the force of his voice. As they quickly ran around the house they were puzzled as to where the rest of the family was. The two agreed that it was time to look for clues, as maybe the party was being held at some secret location. Hugh looked downstairs and Bridhe took the upstairs and attic. After a very complete search of the kitchen for a quick snack, Hugh found some very suspicious things. He first found fathers wedding bangle in the pantry, he noticed the magic stone in the mantle that keeps their hearth burning gone, and lastly he found great grampa’s sword out of it’s sheath on the floor under a chair.
Bridhe looked around upstairs, starting in the hallway. She found great grampa’s sheath and a brass tube that smelled like gunpowder. It wasn’t until she looked in the closet that she became alarmed. The doors were off the hinges and bloodstains on the painted white walls. She felt a scream try to escape her, but she instead ran into her room. In her jewelry box she knew she would find her wizard’s ring. She learned how to make it at Bright Halls. It’s only really magical to her and helps her channel her spells much easier. She put on the ring and grabbed her spell pouch belt and through it over her shoulder. “Think like a wizard, she thought to herself. Wizards and dragons can’t get scared!” She whispered to herself fighting the tears out of her eyes. She went back into the hallway and properly donned her belt. She pointed her ringed hand at the strange copper tube and cast the spell she knew that would help her see magic.
After muttering the spell she had studied so hard a silver third eye opened above her two physical ones. Everything went black and white, but the copper tube was giving off a smoking green aura. She looked closely and all the energy that went into the tube. It was like the magic was a piece of cloth stiched together very tightly. She wasn’t familiar with that kind of magic, who makes an item that’s only good once? After a minute of studying dying magical aura, she though it looked like the magical gates that her school had. She grabbed the sheath and went downstairs to find Hugh.
Hugh was distraught at the news, but Bridhe reminded him that she was the kid and he was the dragon and they had to do something. Bridhe sheathed her grandfathers sword and strapped it to her back. “Let’s look around town, someone can help us.” Hugh sniffled as he went out the front door. Bridhe climbed onto his back and flew around town looking for someone to help. Unfortunately, all they found was someone who needed more help. They found Hugh’s friend Jakkerl, the silver dragon. A grown up silver dragon almost 70 feet long. But he was injured. His wings had been cut off and he was bleeding a lot. There were many black spears through his body. “What happened?” Said Bridhe.
Jakkerl opened his still functioning eye and replied, barely audible. “Bandits and dragon-slayers. Flying boats swooped down and took everyone. They said they needed slaves for the coming fires and that my kind wouldn’t survive.” Hugh tried to remove a spear, but the metal burned his hands. He wimpered in pain. “What…what is that metal? If they have metal that can break our scales…we…we should probably fly to the capital and tell the Dragon Queen. She’ll know what to do.” Bridhe agreed, they would have to go. But they didn’t want to let Jakkerl die, but then again neither Bridhe nor Hugh knew anything about healing. “Go tell the queen.” Said Jakkerl. “You have to go quickly so she can find these bandits and get the town back. You staying here won’t save me, so go.” Hugh defiantly protested, but Jakkerl’s mighty roar startled them into going.
Hugh flew as fast as he could south with Bridhe holding on tightly. Bridhe remembered a little spell she had learned that her know where north was. Even with flying at top speed, she was able to cast it and she pointed Hugh in the opposite of that direction. “South, the Dragon Queen’s palace is to the south!” As they flew, Hugh noticed that they were being followed by something very strange. A human in metal armor was flying after them, being supported by a metal device that used blue cloth stretched over a metal frame to fly. As the human drew closer he drew what looked like a crossbow, but without the bow part. It hissed with steam and then a horizontal column of fire shot at Hugh. Hugh screamed in pain and began to fall, but was able to regain control. He hastily breathed acid at the guy, but he missed. Hugh hadn’t had a lot of target practice at home since he accidentally melted a neighbors garden, and was made to promise he would never do it again in town. Bridhe only knew one fire spell, but she needed both of her hands to aim it and she didn’t want to fall off.
The chase went on for a while, Hugh was badly burned and quickly exhausting. This human was faster then he was and couldn’t land any hits on him. “Do you trust me?” Asked Hugh. “Uhh what are you planning?” Bridhe nervously replied. Hugh looked into the distance and saw a mountain pass with a villiage beyond it. He quickly dived, hoping that the human’s larger wings would have a hard time following him.
He was right. Hugh was able to regain some distance between them and the attacker, but he knew it wouldn’t last long. “I’m going to need to to get your floating spell ready, sis.” He said as he darted out of the right pass. He spiraled then flew straight up, throwing Bridhe off the dragon and plummeting to the rocks below. Bridhe concentrated as hard as she could and used her last spell to make a silver magic disk of light under her, slowing her fall. The persuer followed Bridhe instead of Hugh. Bridhe knew she was an easy target for him up here, so she mentally commanded the disk to descend as quickly as possible.
As soon as she landed, she used her ring to move the disk in front of her, like a shield. The human shot another beam of fire, but Bridhe blocked it with her makeshift shield. As he approached, he drew a mace. She quickly ran towards him and swung the disk at him like a giant fly swatter. It was not that effective. For about 2 minutes he continued to assault her, and Bridhe’s will holding the shield together was cracking.
Meanwhile, Hugh was surprised to find that he had not been followed, he had to think quickly. If he just rushed in to save Bridhe they would both die and these people would just keep doing this to people. He quickly flew to the nearby town. Hugh didn’t know that many spells, not even as many as his sister, but as a dragon of Iona he was taught one or two if he ever needed them. He landed on top of the temple in town. He used his tail to ring the bell as he cast the alarm spell he had been taught for just such an occasion.
This was no small town of orchards. This was Omblo, township of the golden scale dragons. A score of dragons took to the skies looking for the source of the alarms, it didn’t take them long to find Hugh. Who had gone unconscious in his injured state, but with one claw pointing towards where his sister was fighting for her life. The dragons flew much faster then Hugh could, and it took them almost no time to find Bridhe as soon as her shield shattered into motes of silver colored light. The attacker dropped the mace and quickly drew a copper rod with a gem in it. He pressed his finger against the gem and he was gone, only the clatter of the remaining copper tube and the ornate mace was left.
The two were taken to the temple of Umbria and were allowed to recover. The news of the attacks were sent to the Dragon Queen, even Jakkerl was saved before it was too late. Bridhe and Hugh were moved to Bright Halls to keep them safe, and they remain their even now. The Dragon Queen now has her forces scouring the kingdom, trying to find who ever dared attack her kingdom, and yet so far only a few items is all Iona has to find these “raiders.”