Chapters The tale of 2 gods: Grathog and Dramgore
It was a cloudless night walk with the two brothers; James, a level headed and wise guy, and Jack, a tough and an all-around cool guy. They were walking down the beach with eachother talking about how they were going to pay rent soon. They have been living together ever since Jacks good-for-nothing girlfriend dumped and evicted him. He came to his big brother James, who is dealing with his girlfriend cheating on him. So here they are, significantly poorer than a couple of weeks ago. They would both give anything for a second chance. And so they were walking down the beach talking about how they were gonna pay rent.
"How are we gonna pay rent, bro? We dont have enough money to pay the next one." He said sadly. Jack was right. If they cant pay rent they would be evicted.
"I dont know. Only a miracle will save us now." He said with a sigh and looked up into the sky. Jack joined his brother in staring at the heavens above.
"But what if we cant recover from this? What if we die because were poor as all hell?" He asked, worried.
"I dont have the answers to your questions, little bro. But I do know what I do have."
"And what is that?"
"I have an awsome little bro that so happens to be you." James says while giving Jack a noogie. Suddenly a shooting star shot through the sky. "Make a wish, little bro. Were gonna need it." They had both wished for the same thing. To get a second chance at life. With another sigh James got up and started walking back to his apartment. "Cmon. We should head back and get some food. Jack looked back up into the sky then proceeded to follow his big brother back home.
When they arrived back at James' apartment, Jack went into the dining room while James went to cook. Jack had sat down at the dinner table and started playing with the candle flame. Hes always loved fire. It can be destructive, but it is the driving force of change in many different ways. He remembered his fear of water and the memory with it.
We were little kids and Jack had went out during a riptide. When it came back in, Jack was swept off his feet and dragged across the sand, out to sea. He would have if it werent for his giant and half uncle, who pulled him out of the water. As soon as he put Jack down, he ran to his mom and dad and started crying. He almost died that day. Jack was pulled back into reality by something flickering. It was the flame. He could have sworn he saw the flame grow. He just shrugged it off as lack of food. What he didnt realize is that it was growing, and fast.
Meanwhile in the kitchen, James was just cleaning up the dishes a little before he brought out the food. He couldnt help himself, but play a little with the running water. Hes always been a sea lover. Whether it be ocean wild life or swimming underwater, he loved it. When he was a kid, he went too far out and got lost until a sea turtle came along and brought him back. He had always had a very good connection with ocean animals. Ever since then hes loved the water and everything in it. During his thoughts the running water rapidly got faster and faster, yet he still didnt notice.
Back in the dining room, the fire had gotten bigger, but still unnoticeable while it kept growing. Jack was playing with the fire at his usual safe distance, lost in his own thoughts, until it burned his hand. He retracted his hand too fast and knocked the candle onto the floor where it turned into a huge fire which engulfed the room around him. Jack was terrified , he didn't know what was happening. What the hell was in that fire?! It started to encroach upon Jack. He did the first thing that came to mind and started frantically looking for a way out. He tried busting out the window behind him, but it didnt so much as crack. He then tried to get through the fire, but it was way too hot, hotter than normal fire. He yelled for help in panic and pain, but to no avail. Something in the fire was blocking his voice. It started to consume him until he started blacking out from the pain. A plume of smoke hit him square in the face until he suffocated. And as soon as he was dead the fire vanished.
Back in the kitchen, the water level has risen and James was too busy cooking at the stove to notice. He started to feel quite cold around his knees and looked to see that there was WATER UP TO HIS KNEES!! "HOLY SHIT!!" He exclaimed as he ran to the doors, which were locked. He tried to break down the door, but it wouldnt budge. By that time, the water was above his waist and he was panicking. A few minutes later and he was fully underwater. James could feel the air in his lungs slowly deplete. He was now desperate and trying to brake the window, which didnt even get a crack. Now he was out of breath and dying. His vision was slowly turning black, his last thoughts were about how sorry he was about leaving his little brother like this until an arch of lightning hit him strait in the chest, killing James. As soon as he died , the water seeped back into the tap and everything, including James' body, were now dry. The best that the police would get out of this would be death by asphyxiation and death by fire. No-one would no that they were sent to a new world in new bodies. No-one would know that their wish had come true.
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The tale of 2 gods: Grathog and Dramgore
The first thing Jack saw when he came to, was two spikes in his peripheral vision. He tried scrambling to his feet, but his head met mother nature. A tree branch. But instead of knocking him out like it should, it snapped in half as if it were a mere twig. And to add on top of that he felt nothing from it, like his head was pure stone. This confused him greatly, but decided to let it go .
Somewhere in the universe a writer who is writing right now, hates himself for writing this joke.
Jack looked at his surroundings. He knew he was in a forest, but hes never heard of a forest so....dark. It felt homey to Jack for some reason. Anyways, he was in a thick part of the forest from what he can tell with lots of brambles and a river. He could still see those two spikes in his vision, which confuses him. Maybe I have something in my hair? He thought. He should probably take a look in the river to make sure its nothing serious. When he tried to get up again, he was shocked to see, not his own feet, but two 3 toed, black, feet. He moved towards the river, each step he took made the ground under him rumble a little bit. When he looked into the river, he stared with surprise and shock. No longer was the pale face of Jack, but a giant, fiery, horned, head stood in its place.
"Ugh my head." A very deep, gruff voice said. Jack whipped around to a sight and a half.
"What are you doing here, Balrog?" It spat the last word. Jack growled and replied.
"Same goes for you, kraken" Too can play at the spitting game. He looked deep in thought, then something seemed to dawn on him.
"Jack? Is that you, little bro?" He said. Jack couldnt believe that he was staring at his brother.
"Yah its me, James." And with that said they embraced eachother in a bear hug. After what seemed like hours he spoke up.
"Im glad we are here together rather than alone. But what happened? Was this the wish?" Jack merely shrugged in answer.
"Beats me, but something to note. We are now two colossal beings with powers to level an entire city. And were on a different planet to boot, look." He pointed up into the stars. Jack was right, the constellations were all fucked up. They were on a different planet.
"Wow" Was all James could say to being on another planet. "Our wish came true, little bro, we got a second chance."
"Yup. I think that a new body and planet means new names too. So lets name each other." James nodded in agreement and started thinking up mythological sounding names.
"AHA! Ill name you Dramgore The Wise." Jack stated. James smiled. He really liked that name, it gave a good ring to it.
"And ill name you Grathog The Great."
"Perfect! Now that we have new names, why dont we meet the locals, shall we?"
"Lets." Was the only thing Dramgore said before they both left the thick trees, looking for civilization.
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The tale of 2 gods: Grathog and Dramgore
The two brothers-turned-colossus are walking through the forest, looking at all the scenery. As they were walking they saw the river from earlier and several knarled trees. They continued walking for a couple more minutes until Grathog spoke up.
"What do you think will happen when the locals see us?" Dramgore smirked and replied,
"You mean when they see YOU." Grathog chuckled. He had completly forgotten that he was a demon of shadow and flame. "To answer your question, I just hope we get enough time to speak our part. If not, we are beings of incredible power. Though I never want to use it on innocents or people that are just doing what they think is right." He said with sadness, this is not gonna be easy. A couple more minutes went by until they found a giant lake.
"Y'know, we should take a break for a little while and relax with our new bodies." Grathog said while moving over to a tree to sit down. Dramgore was grinning ear to ear. He ran over and dived into the water, and to his surprise, could breathe under water! This was amazing, he could LIVE under water now. He tried to speak under water, and to his surprise he could talk to fish. He was having a good time until a humungous snake like thing slowly came towards Dramgore.
"Greetings. I am Callus, a leviathan and your friend." HE said with a smile and nothing but loneliness and honesty in his eyes. Dramgore felt pity for this leviathan. No doubt it was in the same boat him and Grathog were in right now, feared and an outcast. Dramgore decided to play along.
"You seem all alone down here, why?" Dramgore could tell Callus needed a friend. Callus adopted a sad expression.
"I used to be above land, Y'know. I used to soar through the clouds and live happy. For a thousand years, I lived in the forest. Until the Pony settlers came and founded a town named Ponyville. I tried to talk to them, but they feared me and drove me away. Thats when the Pegasus people came and drove me away from the sky. Out of sadness and guilt, I fled to the bottom of this lake, and Ive been down here ever since and brooded. Unlike my fellows, I will never stoop down as low as revenge. NEVER. But now you are here, you can help me live happy again." He said with hopeful eyes. Dramgore was a little shocked that Ponys were sentient and Pegusi were real, but hell, finding out your brother's a Balrog is weirder.
"That is a tragic tale indeed." Dramgore thought for a moment and said, "Why dont you come with us? You wont have to fear anything anymore with us around." He looked like a child given an ice cream. He tackled me and squeezed his giant tail around me.
"Thank you thank you thank you thank you!" He squealed with happiness. Dramgore was pleased with himself that he had helped a poor soul come out of his shell. They went back to the surface to meet a very astonished Grathog, and filled him in on what happened. He was pleased with his older brothers actions and graciously accepted Callus into the band of ~~wannabe~~ heroes. We were sharing stories when we heard an ear-peircing scream. Callus looked worried, Grathog was alert and ready to kill, Dramgore was angry something was hurting something else.
"Ponys." Callus said with worry evident in his tone. There was another shriek, and that did it. They started moving fast towards the source. They didnt care what they trampled or what trees they uprooted, they were gonna save lives. Grathog actually pulverised a tree in his way while Dramgore and Callus followed closely behind him. When they came to a clearing Grathog and Callus growled while Dramgore's face was twisted in fury.
Two equines, one with a cyan body and a golden mane and one with a yellow body and a fiery red mane, were surrounded by giant wolves made of wood. Grathog ad Dramgore took a step forwards, only to be halted by Callus' tail.
"Careful, Timberwolves can reform at will. Dont let their deaths fool you." He warned them and released them. They started slowly advancing on the scene. The closer they got the more they could see. The cyan one seemed to have an injured wing, while the other one was barely conscious. Grathog flexed, which made his flames brighter, and roared, gaining the attention of everyone. Dramgore reached up into the air, latched onto something, and pulled. What he saw didnt surprise him in the least. He was holding a lightning bolt that could make zeus jealous. Seeing this, Grathog imagined himself with a whip and a mace, reached up, and conjured them in his hands. Callus' eyes began to glow and he gave a sort of two-toned wail, which electrified the area around him. The equines looked terrified and the Timberwolves high tailed it, but not before Dramgore through his bolt into one of their faces, blowing it apart. The group dispursed their weapons and walked up to the quaking equines, one of which peed themselves.
"There is no need to fear us, little equines." Dramgore said whil taking slow steps forward. The equines were still quaking in fear, so he crouched down to show he meant no harm to them. "Your gonna be alright, your in safe hands. We will not hurt you." They still looked wary but much more calm. "What are your names?" The equines looked at eachother and nodded.
"Im Spitfire, Captain of the Wonderbolts." said the yellow one.
"And im Lighnting Dust, a Wonderbolt." said the blue, while puffing her chest out with pride. She then narrowed her eyes. "What are your names?"
"Greetings Spitfire and Lightning Dust, I am Dramgore The Wise, and I am a Kraken."
"Hello, I am Grathog The Great, I am a Balrog."
"And I am Callus The Old, and I am a Leviathan." The equines smiled and bowed their heads in greetings.
"So shall we discuss things then?" Callus asked to everyone.
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The tale of 2 gods: Grathog and Dramgore
"How have the little equines been doing since you drove me away from my home?" Callus asked with distaste. Spitfire winced knowing the old legend of a serpent creature that lived in the skys was true.
"I am sorry about what my kind did to you Callus, they were quite....bashful at the time." Callus snorted "But if your asking about Ponyville, then they are doing great! The elements of harmony are actually living there." Callus grimaced at the mention of the elements of harmony, knowing full well what they could do to him and his friends. He would rather die than let his friends be sent to tartarus. All the while, Grathog and Dramgore were so confused right now.
"Care to explain?" Grathog asked bluntly. Spitfire opened her mouth to explain, but was beaten by Callus.
"Well my friends, the elements of harmony are a powerful peacekeeping weapon like no other. It has sent demons to tartarus and corrupted beings to be cleansed. Though I dont know what might happen to us if our intentions are good." He said a little worried. Everyone seemed to ponder on this fact until Dramgore broke the silence.
"It doesnt matter, what matters is you ladies getting to civilization." Dramgore said soothingly. What a ladies man. Grathog snidely remarked.
"Hes right lets get you girls to somewhere safe, away from the timberwolves." Grathog said with some concern while a million wuestions went through his mind. Where is civilization? Will they accept us? I doubt it.
"Well, we cant fly, so we cant go back to cloudsdale. But we could go to Ponyville...." She grimaces before going on. "But you guys would just be seen as another monster."
"Then we shall escort you to the edge of the forest where you can carry on unharmed." Dramgore said as he bowed. "Ladies first." Both mares blushed and went ahead. Grathog came up behind Dramgore to talk to him.
"Oh how the mighty have fallen~"
"Quiet you."
The journey itself was uneventful. The mares took no interest in talking and there was the occasional timberwolf that would fuck off, but other than that, nothing happened. Now they were coming to the edge of the forest and to where they were to part ways. Emphasis on "were". They were at the edge of the Everefree when they heard screaming coming from the smallish village, so naturally they investigated. When they parted the bushes, they saw an army of ogres congregated in the village center. They were holding six mares in there hands who were writhing and screaming at the ogres, but they were either too stupid or ignored them completely. Then the big one spoke to them.
"You bring Ocka shiny gems now! Or Ocka break pony!" 'Ocka' boomed at them, smashing his fists together in a threatening way.
"We already told you! The Elements are gone! We dont have them anymore!" The purple mare with a two-toned mane yelled.
"Then Ocka break pony!" Ocka said as the ogres started squeezing the mares. They screamed in pain and several watchers started crying. The heroes had had enough of this. Three titanic beings broke through the tree line and, with a mighty roar, conjured their weapons. Grathog was sporting dual whips with two tongues each, while Dramgore grabbed two lightning bolts.
Grathog charged head first into Ocka, his horns puncturing Ocka's chest, straight into the heart. Grathog kept on going until they slammed into a building. Ocka vomited blood onto his attacker until he went limp on Grathogs horns. Grathog pulled his lifeless corpse from his horns and faced the other ogres. He glanced behind him and saw Dramgore with Callus right behind him. Time to give them my warning. "I am Grathog the Great, God of shadow and flame. I command you to release these mares and leave!" As he said this, he unconciously procured a great fiery aura behind him to show his power and authority. I wonder what other powers I have as the god of shadow and flame. This seemed to shake them to the core and, out of shear despiration or bravery, they charged straight towards him and the other two. With thunderous roars, they charged too and collided in the middle of the square.
Dramgore had thrown one of his bolts point blank into an ogre which fried him as soon as it met his skin and started clashing with two ogres at the same time. Callus did a full body wrap around an ogre and with a simple tightening of his muscles, broke every bone in his body. Grathog stalked toward the six ogres holding the mares, eyes fixed on the injuries they have sustained. As he got closer, they backed away. When he got close enough, he raised the whips and swung down.
CRACK!!! A deafening crack like thunder was heard as two deep gashes appeared on one of the ogres' face. He fell to the floor, dead. The ogres and mares stared open mouthed at the dead ogre, too horrified to do anything. Grathog gave a grunt and continued forward. The ogres charged forward angrily. He snorted in amusement and struck with both whips. CRACK!!! CRACK!!! Two deafening cracks rang through the entire surrounding area and two deep gashes appeared on two ogres' chests. They fell to floor, lifeless. Grathog substituted his two whips for a two-handed warhammer, gave a roar, and charged at the remaining ogres.
Dramgore was dualing two ogres at once with his two lightning swords. He blocked one ogres steel sword, which shot backwards from the electricity, and brought his other sword down into its shoulder. It howled in pain and collapsed on the ground, dead from the electricity it sustained. He brought both his swords back up and into another ogre who was in mid-swing. Dramgore saw a dozen or so ogres charging him and discharged his swords. He took up a stance and focused in on his inner power, his inner core. When he had tapped into his power well, his arms were billowing with electricity. It took him some effort to bring his arms back, but then he brought them back together into a thunderous clap. The electricity shot out of his arms and shot towards the ogres and fried them all to death. Satisfied with his display of power, he turned around to help his little brother. Only, he didnt need help at all.
Callus was fighting four ogres. He opened his mouth, full of fangs the size of spears, and wailed in the face of one of the ogres. The ogre lit up like a light bulb and was radiating electricity. It was already dead after one second of this, but Callus continued to fry his insides for the pain they had caused the ponies. Even though his kind says otherwise, Callus was mainly a pacifist. This, however, was a special exception. Once he had stopped, no sooner had the body fallen than Callus gauged his teeth into another ogres skull while his tail impaled the other. The last ogre took one glance at the blood soaked leviathan and ran. Callus grinned and turned to watch the massacre that was taking place in the village center.
Grathog threw one ogre OVER a building and used his warhammer to swing at another. The warhammer connected with the ogres jaw and snapped his head to the side, dead. Two down four to go. When Grathog recovered, he was punched in the jaw by another ogre. Grathog gave a loud growl and backhanded the ogre into a building. He brought up the warhammer into both his hands and shoulder charged into the larger ogre. They clashed and struck weapons with each other for a couple of minutes. When the ogre threw another sloppy swing, Grathog grabbed its weapon, turned 360 degrees and slammed the warhammer into its leg, breaking it completely. It bellowed in pain and fell over. Grathog slammed his warhammer into the ogre several times until it was nothing but a bloody mess that coated the street in blood. He turned to the last three ogres who were charging him and raised his warhammer over his head, then brought it down onto the first in his path. Its neck caved in and its entire head sunk into his body. While brain matter and blood rained from the body, he simultaneously dispersed his warhammer and summoned a two handed claymore. He delivered a quick slash to the ogres leg, making it kneel, and then sliced it up the back from behind. As he turned around to the last ogre, he could see that the ogre was obsoletely pissing himself, as where the six mares. However, as Grathog approached the last ogre, it dropped its weapon and started to run, only to learn that Grathog was faster. He grabbed the ogre by the head and started a slowly increase his grip.
"YoU WeRe WaRnEd!!" He roared before clenched his hand grasping the ogres head. Its head exploded and its brain matter and blood coated the buildings, curb, and street. Its body fell to the ground due to Grathog not having anything else in his grip to hold. He suddenly remembers he had an audience and turned around to check on the mares, only to find that the yellow pegasus and white unicorn had fainted, the orange one and the blue pegasus were horrified, the pink one was in tears on the floor, and the purple pega-corn was just staring at a puddle of blood, completley hollow. Grathog was preying to the heavens and underworld that he did not just cause lasting mental damage to these poor mares, the elements of harmony no less! But as he was coming closer, there was a blinding yellow light and he was blasted off his feet and over towards his brother and Callus.
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The tale of 2 gods: Grathog and Dramgore
Standing where the blinding light had come from was an alabaster pega-corn flanked by a midnight blue one. They were both furious, but it was nothing compared to what Callus and Dramgore were right now. At the moment, they were picking up Grathog. As soon as that task was done Callus started to snarl in anger.
"You dare attack one of my friends, Celestia?! You know not of the power you dance around now!" He barked at the white mare, who Dramgore and Grathog noticed was significantly larger then the other mares.
Dramgore was beyond pissed off, but that didnt mean he was going to do something stupid. "Explain."
"These are the alicorn diarchs of Equestria, Celestia" He motioned over to the white one "and Luna." He motioned over to the midnight blue alicorn. "And they have just assaulted my friend." Callus glares daggers at Celestia, who in turn shot back. "Why?!"
"Are you so blind as to not realize that he is abviously a blood thirsty demon who escaped tartarus!? He will be sent back to where he came from and you cant stop me!" She says with an ice cold voice. "CERBERUS!! " A pool of flames appeared in the middle of the town, and out steps a titanic three headed dog with blood-red eyes. It took several glances around until its eyes found Grathog. Grathog closed his eyes in anticipation for the blow, but it never came. He waited until he opened his eyes to see Cerberus bowing.
Celestia and Luna looked more confused than everybody else who was seeing this. Something clicked in Grathogs brain and he stood at full height, which he was several feet higher than Cerberus. "Tell the fools why you bow to me." He commanded him, which Cerberus did without hesitation.
"He Is mY MaStEr, ThE GoD Of ShAdOw AnD FlAmE." Cerberus said in his demonic voice. Grathog was extremely amused at the expresions of the alicorn diarchs. The alicorns minds were reeling at this information. They had both indeed attacked a god, a REAL god! Celestia needed to mend this wound before it is too late. He then dismissed Cerberus and bore down on us.
"I am so, so sorry Grathog The Great. We were merely protecting our subjects. Please forgive us." She pleaded while bowing.
Grathog gave an indignant snort. "You struck without an explanation, you made false accusations, and you attacked your saviors. You must have been blinded by the sun because I can see no threat to those who use their power for good." He hissed at her that made her whimper in fear. Grathog then gave a smile. "So, your punishment will be to let us live close to ponyville in the forest. And " His smile grew wider. "you will listen to us from now on. Any problems, any difficulties, any advice you need, come to us for it. We dont let one of our own down, deities ." Him and the others turned around to leave until Dramgore called over his shoulder. "Oh and also, meet us at our place of residents in a week times. Don't be late." He growled the last part at them to drill it into their heads. After the trio walk off, the whole town starts berating the princesses for answers they don't have.
"Whats happening?!"
"Are we all gonna die?!"
"What are they?!"
"How did it control Cerberus?!"
"What are you going to do?!"
"Quiet!! I dont have answers except that they are somewhat friendly. But please, do not panic. You are in no more danger than I am at this point." Everyone gasped at Celestia's statement. Their ruler was actually in danger of being killed, she is truly mortal now. Two familiar pegasai came out of the crowd. "Yes, Spitfire and Lightning Dust? What have you to add?" Celestia asked. She wanted to know everthing she could about these 'gods'.
"They saved our lives in the forest from a pack of timberwolves-" Spitfire said.
"and they escorted us back to the forest edge until they saw what was happening." Lightning added as she shuddered from the memory of the pure anger in the air itself around them back at the forest edge. Celestia smiled as she now knows what kind of creatures these gods were. Fierce, stern, compassionate, strong, wise, and most of all powerful. She now wonders if seeing them again is all that bad now, she might actually be looking forward to it now.
Grathog, Dramgore, and Callus have been in the forest edge, planning. "So, where will we be building our mansion?" Dramgore asked to the group. The both of them shrugged as Dramgore face palmed. "Were supposed to work together to build our house, y'know." Dramgore says to them.
"I know, but we don't exactly have the materials to build a 12 story mansion." Said Grathog.
"We can use the trees for wood that we can build with. As for where, I think we shuold go deeper, where the lake was I think." Dramgore says.
"I agree, the lake would provide water, power, and other uses." Callus added. They all nod and carry on towards the lake. When they all arrive at the lake, they start with taking the rocks and turning them into foundation and placing it beside the lake in a square beside the lake with magic. Then they started started breaking trees and such until a heavenly silky voice yelled 'STOP'. They all drop everything and whip around to see the most shocking thing they've seen all this time. A beautiful woman with long blonde hair and forest green eyes. But that wasnt what was the shocker, she was human! Dramgore was too transfixed by her beauty to realize that she was wearing a dress made of leaves and twigs. Grathog noticed this and stepped forward.
"So, who are you? A dryad? A nymph? The forest goddess perhaps?" The last name got a reaction out of her, making Grathog smile. "Oh? So your the goddess of forests? Fitting looking at your dress and all, human ." Grathog had hoped that the name would not make him look like an idiot. She gasped and stared wide-eyed at the gods.
"How do you know that name, I-I died thousands of years ago in my apartment from a wish I made! No other humans should be here!" She said. Grathog raised an eyebrow. So this must be the only other god in this world.
"That is what happened to us, except that we died a day ago. It is good to see another god, let alone another human!" Grathog exclaimed happily with a smile on his face. A smile slowly crept up the womans face as well along with some tears. Dramgore went forward and pulled her into a hug as she sobbed into his chest.
"Im so happy I'm not alone anymore, I have been alone for thousands of years." She sobs into Dramgores chest. She brings her face up to see his. "Please stay, I dont want to be alone anymore. Please." She pleads with tears streaming down her face. He brings a hand up and wipes away the tears, while staring ito her pleading eyes.
"We wont leave you, you are one of us now. We dont let one of our own down, that goes double for humans. Besides, we were going to live here anyways and you are welcome to join our mery band of heroes." Dramgore said with a reasuring smile and a soft voice. She smiled back.
"Thank you, I think I would like that." She says as she lets go of Dramgore with a blush on her face.
"I never got your name, ma'am." Callus said. She blushed in embarrassment.
"Primrose, my name is Primrose." She said.
"Good, now can you help us out with building our mansion Rose?" Grathog said, getting right down to business. Primrose nodded with another blush on her face from being called by her nickname. She proceeded to raise her arms into the air and focus on the foundation. Seconds later, several pieces of wood started flying towards the spot and created a giant mansion. She went inside and started working on placing the interior down. After about an hour, she came back outside and beckoned them inside with her hand.
As they stepped inside, they could see a huge empty canvases and tables with flowers on them. As they continued, they came to a six-way intersection. "This is where we go to our rooms." Primrose said as she pointed to a sign that pointed the directions to our rooms as well as the basement, the garden, the kitchen, the upstairs, the bathrooms, and the armory. Grathog starts grinning like a madman.
"Take me to the basement please." He asks Primrose politely. She nods and takes them down to the basement. After several fights of stairs, they arrive at their destination. It was humongous. It went on for at least 350 feet and 150 feet to the ceiling. It was dark and cold down here, but it would serve its purpose. Grathog claps his hands together. "Perfect! I claim this as my workshop." Before anyone could protest, he started creating several forges, workbenches, anvils, and water buckets with his magic. He then shoo's everyone else away so that he could do his business.
After that, Primrose showed Dramgore's and Callus' rooms and departed for her own. Callus' room was like an aviary with bookshelves and clouds. Dramgore's room was made of purple with electic yellow trimming and full of books and water related objects. Of course, Rose's room was full of nature and plant life with lots of animals. Grathog's room was made of black stone with magma coursing through the walls and had various ancient weapons and spell tomes. Everyone went about their own things while they waited until dinner.
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