(This story is set in a mystical sector of rnc, little known until the crimson warriors, a group of raiders, comes to destroy it all)
5 weeks before the arrival of the chosen
“We are running out of options. Do we leave our beloved home and face the threats of the outside world, or do we stay and face the crimson warriors?” The dryad was desperate. All she had wanted when she founded this place was to train others like herself. Now, the battle between the crimson warriors and the dragon elite had become almost too much to bear. She wanted them to grow up happy and safe (Unlike herself). The recent battle had cost to many lives, and she could not bear the thought of losing another. So here they sat, herself and the council. Then, the bombs came. They were raining from the sky, and the water turned red. The Dryad ran wildly shouting “TAKE COVER!” She saw a student cowering in the shadow of an overhang. A bomb was heading straight towards them. She shielded their body with her magic, calling upon her dragon to help her. The impact was too much. She staggered, and it all went black.
Wow. Three authors (And one illustrator) In the house! O.O