New Legacy

Ch.27

It had only been half a day of flying north along the rivers and out of the Beor Mountains when Kronos descended, stating a massive caravan heading south along the river was his assumed first stop for the day. Thankfully he was right. “Ach, you Riders and your theatrics! I thought we were about to be eaten by Shruikan!” Orik complained jovially after Glaedr and I had approached and the wargs had been able to relax.

“Don’t worry, that overinflated insane monster is still on the other side of the Hadarac Desert.” I assured my friend and turned my head towards Kronos. “That one is just Kalameet’s friend doing us a service. Once he gets us to the edge of the forest, he will return home.”

“Ah, a mercenary. Shame, it would have been nice to see him eat Shruikan and burn the Empire’s armies to ash, but a victory not earned isn’t often one worth it.” Orik said with a distrustful look over at Oromis and Glaedr. Ah, right. Orik believes Oromis and Glaedr to be cowards and manipulative snakes. His honour dictates that those two aren’t worthy to lead.

I wonder why Oromis had such high praise for him to the point of suggesting we hope he be a Rider. “That is so. However, we aren’t just traveling there. Come.” Roran led Orik up the wing-ramp while Kronos snoozed on the hot sand the desert provided next to the Az Ragni river. Once on the giant dragon’s back, he brought him to the carriage with my eggs.

I stuck my head in through the entrance and enjoyed Orik’s awe at the sight of the glimmering gemstone and metallic eggs. “By Helzvog. They are so beautiful…” Orik ran his soft paws over them before he hesitated on a coppery one. Oo~ I sense it~! “So...lustrous…”

“I think we have a winner.” I cooed and snaked my head further into the covered carriage to nuzzle the top of the egg. “Is this the one? Maybe? Hm…” I opened my mind and heart to my eggs, feeling that Orik actually piqued the interest of more than one of them. “Oh my. Orik. Three of my children are interested in you.”

“Three? I assumed only one dragon could bond to a person.” Orik scrunched his brows uneasily and I nodded.

“Yes, this means that you must choose. They are not fully aware, thus they cannot debate amongst themselves. It is up to you who will become your partner.” I nosed the copper one he’d come across, then one of black hematite crystal, then lastly a steely gray one. “These three all resonate with you. The steel one is male, the copper and hematite ones are female.”

“You make this sound like it isn’t a life-changing decision. Further, you’re asking me to choose between three life partners. I’m due to be married as well, so that complicates things.” Orik muttered and then huffed. “I’m not going to use my mind.” Orik put his palm to the copper egg. “Hm…” Then the steel egg. “No. I feel that he and I would come to disagree too much.”

“You can tell?” Roran asked with interest and Orik chuckled.

“Not really lad, just letting my-.” He put his palm on the black hematite egg and he gasped moments before she burst from her shell and keened happily with a nuzzle to his palm, which shined with the Gedwey Ignasia and Orik laughed before he scooped my daughter, his new partner into his arms. “That simple eh? You’re a feisty and honourable one, I can just tell. We’ll be great friends.” She keened joyously and nuzzled his beard.

“I am greatly pleased by this, Orik. However, now you may have to come with us. Az Sweldn rak Anhûin attempted to slaughter us all when we stopped at Tronjheim and succeeded at murdering one of the potential new Riders as well as several Ingeitum soldiers who defended us.” My words caused Orik to suddenly become so furious along with his newborn partner who was too young to understand yet mirrored him to the point they seemed to fill the carriage.

“Those blood-traitors! I will string them up by their pinky toes and slit their throats before tossing their honourless corpses into the Underdark! Grr, no. I will not be going with you. I must speak with King Hrothgar post-haste, tell him of this betrayal. Does your friend have another form of transport that will get me to Surda swiftly?” The brown-furred warg demanded and I quickly wormed my head out of the carriage to see a surprised and wary Kalameet.

“I was just coming to check in, but shit, that’s some really dangerous righteous fury there. Uh, I can’t call in another favor too soon or people will know I’m cashing out, but I can use a personal speeder to fly him back to Surda and then fly back north east to try and catch you all within a day’s travel time.” Kalameet said while Orik jumped out of the carriage and looked at her.

Gah! Just when I was starting to enjoy her company she has to leave! Damn you, Politics! “That would be splendid. Perhaps if you teach me how to fly such a contraption and leave me a spare if you have one I could also fly back to Tronjheim to ensure this travesty is dealt with.” Orik gestured for her to get on with it and she dove her hand into her cleavage to...is that a Dyna Capsule from Dragonball?! I wasn’t a fan of anime or manga, but it was Dragonball.

“That is a sound plan.” Kalameet said before I pressed my snout to her cleavage and licked her chest. “Ee~! D-don’t do that so suddenly!” Kala squeaked and flushed hotly, which was adorable. “C-come on then, let’s go. The sooner I get you there, the sooner I can reconnect with these guys.” She clicked the trigger and tossed the capsule, which produced a cloud of smoke which revealed a van-shaped vehicle that didn’t look like it was from Star Wars like Boone’s Swoop Bike.

“I see. The heart grows fonder with absence.” Orik advised just when they climbed into the vehicle and Kala blushed before she turned on the flying van and flew off to the west-southwest fast enough I could’ve assumed it broke the sound barrier.

“Did you just kiss the annoying cunt goodbye?” Glaedr huffed and I snarled at him. “Hmph, young whelps like you have such poor judgement.”

“Watch your next words, Master, if you intend to remain such.” I acidically replied before Oromis stood between us.

“Enough! Glaedr, whoever Shimmer chooses to associate with is not your business so long as it does not interfere with her training. Now, let us screen the rest of the caravan before we continue north to the edge of Du Weldenvarden.”

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Of the rest of the caravan, only two more wargs were suitable for my children. I hoped that the elks would have a better success rate with my precious children. They were aloof and often uncaring people, so I was hoping my hopes weren’t in vain. However, they were also vain to a fault and part-animal elves were a thing, so I wasn’t going to deny my curiosity at finding out if there were elks who hybridized themselves with physical transformation out of their own vanity.

This wouldn’t matter until after Kala returned, since we’d landed on the edge of the great forest near the elk village of Ceris next to the Edda River. “Be sure to tell Kalameet we’re settled.” Krono huffed with a pointing finger at us before the muscular dragon vanished in a warp of air as whatever magic that brought him here ended and sent him back. The complexities of magic and technology from Kalameet’s universe were both astounding and disturbing.

“So, what now?” One of the new Riders asked while holding my amethyst son in her arms and I stretched while Katrina rubbed my shoulders and Roran looked over our large group.

“That is up to Master Oromis. He is speaking to the villagers of Ceris regarding transport across the lake and further up the Edda River into their territory proper, which is warded against intrusion.” Roran answered before the said ancient elk had approached as he said that.

“Which will be a few days of waiting, I’m afraid. Ceris is a small community with only a few boats for fishing.” Fishing? Aren’t they obligate vegans? “So we’ll be forced to wait for the local wood weavers to craft boats big enough to transport Shimmer’s eggs and the large number of people.” Sorry Oromis, I’m still hung up on the idea that elks eat meat at all. Arya hated having to eat cured fish, but it was the only meat...oh. Oh~, they’re not vegan, they’re pescatarian.

It’s any living creature able to string more than two thoughts together they can’t stand to eat, that’s much better, but I’m still going to make sure they don’t pollute too many of the new Riders with their sense of moral superiority when it comes to their food. Plants feel pain too!

“Oh, so we’re waiting a while?” Katrina asked as my son snoozed in her shirt. I could see his paws on her nipples as his head dangled out of her tunic. Hmph, is he truly childish?

“Indeed, which means I will be spending the time until we leave educating you all on elk culture and preparing them with the knowledge that if they wish to consume meat that isn’t fish, then they’ll need to hunt it themselves and consume it out of sight to avoid sickening anyone with weak constitutions.” Oromis stated, causing everyone to groan at his words. “Trust me, some of you may not be able to eat meat later on in your magic studies.” Oh no you don’t! I’m onto you!

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“So, what happened between you and Kalameet?” Roran asked, trimming his beard with a huff. He’s mostly asking to distract himself from his trimming since the elks were giving him and the others with beards, aka: wargs, looks of disapproval. He knew what happened, but he left it alone until now.

“Well, you know I couldn’t stand her.” I said while laying in the vine hammock of the tree house that the villagers of Ceris lent us since unlike the rest of the group, we didn’t have space saved for us in the carriages. I could act as Roran and Katrina’s tent if I had to, so we only brought camping supplies for ourselves.

“That is an understatement.” Roran voiced while he rinsed his boot knife which as a wargish product was beyond high quality and capable of a smooth shave. He’s lucky I’d shown him how to shave even if as a hairless dragoness I didn’t have to worry about it ever again. A carryover from my past life as a human.

“Hmph! Well, Kala and I got to talking after the attack.” I didn’t have to clarify which attack, since it was the only one in recent memory.

“So when I let you seal yourself up to brood?” Roran asked with his knife carefully cutting away the excess hair from the fur of his face. It turns out the hair was different from the fur. Separate hair follicles and everything from what we studied.

“Yes, when I was brooding.” I confirmed with a glare and another huff. “She told me a bit about herself, like how her namesake is in her head and how it’s affected her life.”

“That and she’s attractive?” Roran teased and I leered at him.

“Only when she’s not being an arrogant bitch.” I may have started to like her, but I’m not forgetting how she was. Kalameet is growing on me, but she still has a bit to go. “It was mostly from her fear of hurting people.”

“So she was pushing people away?” Roran asked and I nodded.

“Yes. She once hurt a lot of people from being assaulted and the Eldunari lodged in her skull isn’t her’s. It’s her predecessor’s.” Roran winced when he nicked his cheek and sighed before casting heal on it and scrubbing away the blood to check the shave. “If it wasn’t lodged in her head, I’d say she’s better off without it.”

“So if it was lodged in her chest next to her heart that’d be better?” Roran questioned sarcastically and I felt ill at the very idea of dislodging my Eldunari.

“If it was she could have just ejected it. Master Glaedr already told me that much.” I rubbed my sternum under my bosom and shivered at the unsettling thought of doing so. Still, if I had to, if I wasn’t going to survive and Roran wasn’t dead, I’d do it in a heartbeat. I’d prefer to be trapped as a stone forever so long as I had him and he didn’t have to suffer me dying completely.

“Well, if you think she’s okay for you, then you have my blessing. The moment she hurts you though, Rider of your son or not, I will break her legs.” Roran declared after he finished ‘shaving’ the beard and moustache he’d developed in the past couple of months, leaving his handsome pony muzzle clean. Besides his fur though. ‘Shaving’ excess hair without touching the fur was difficult. Unlike my old world, we don’t have electric trimmers.

“I think so, but that’s what getting to know someone is about.” I voiced before I kissed him full on the mouth and he put his hands on my hips. My Rider’s emotions flowed through me, then back to him and taking mine along the way. I Love him. I do. His heart belongs to Katrina however. I pulled away and smiled sadly. “I came into your life just a bit too late. I need to find the person who would cause me to go to hell and back without a magic Bond making a shortcut.”

“I’m sorry. I Love you too, but…” Roran looked away in shame, but I made him look me in the eyes.

“I love her too, but your hearts are each other’s. I’m part of this, but I’m not the centerpiece.” I patted his cheeks and stretched on my way outside. “I’ll be sleeping outside in the grass. It’s so crisp, but not cold here like it is in the altitude of the Beor Mountains.” I passed Katrina outside and winked at her while pantomiming a shave on my face.

“Aw, but I liked it. It made him so rugged.” Katrina mewled and I giggled before pushing her towards the door and she giggled too with a longing look at me.

“Sorry. I’m not in the mood tonight. You two enjoy yourselves.” Katrina smiled in understanding before entering the living tree home. With that, I transformed and stretched like a cat with a yawn before I looked at the darkening dusk sky. I hoped that Kalameet would get here soon. If not tonight, then by morning tomorrow. I’d prefer what little progress we’d made wouldn’t stumble to a halt from too much time apart.

“Gang way!” Kala’s voice shouted before Kala’s speeder riddled with rocks, leaves and sticks slammed into a tree and came to a complete halt. Out stumbled Kalameet, holding a glowing forehead and a stick in her hip with Coby rushing out of her inventory unharmed. “Damnit, what kind of magic do people here use? I’m lucky my speeder lasted that long, how were they getting so many hits while I sped by at 300mph?”

“Where? I will burn them alive!” I snarled furiously, realizing that the only people in this world who would have been able to do such a feat and use such primitive projectiles that could pierce space-age alien machinery were the elks!

“South of here, by the edge of the forest.” Kalameet said before she pulled the stick out of her with a hiss of pain. “I don’t need to turn into a monster right now, granny!”

“No, I do! I will ensure they suffer for-!” Kalameet flew to my face and wrapped her arms around my snout. I stilled, careful not to agitate her wound and gently lowered her to the ground until her claws were on the grass, but she didn’t let go.

“It’s okay, they were just ignorant of my affiliation with you.” She shushed me and opened up her mind. It was more complex than Katrina’s with just her and my unnamed son. I felt 3 minds. One was Coby who was sheltered by Kala, but the other was a vast veritable font of wisdom, memory and knowledge. All buried under crushing wrath. Kala pushed the world away and showed me her arrival to the forest and how she almost clipped an Elk.

“Still, they must pay. That group should be from here, they would have known you were coming with their telepathy and magic.” I snarled and nuzzled her, smelling her blood, but finding her wound had already sealed due to whatever healing factor she possessed beyond the norm.

“Yes! You can’t let this assault go unpunished!” The ancient old mind snarled, her words like crashing waves of a stormy open sea trying to capsize the stalwart ship on its surface that was Kala.

“Begone THOT!” I attacked the ancient mind with my psychic power and she shrieked before going silent. Kala gasped and then choked on a sob as tears filled her organic eyes while her third eye dimmed. “Oh no. I...I’m sorry…” I think I may have just killed Kala’s predecessor…

“Are you fucking kidding? I hated her! She was a constant threat to my sanity and free-will.” Kala kissed my scaly and far-too-large lips while I felt conflicted. “*smooch* Besides. I doubt she’s gone. You probably just finally showed her that she’s not untouchable. Hopefully she’ll be more subdued from now on.”

“You sure?” I asked before Kala kissed me again. It felt wrong to be kissed in my birth form.

“Yes, oh, if we weren’t taking it slow I’d plow you until morning for that.” She expressed and sat down, rubbing her side. “Although that’s too fast for how little we actually know each other.”

“Plow?!” I asked in confusion. I don’t think she’s talking about using her tail!

“I have a dick.” Kala said with a blush and I felt my nethers clench. “It’s natural for a Royal Everlasting Dragon. I’m the demigod daughter of a goddess. I’m royalty.”

“A hyper-busty woman with a dick?” I asked with my mind shorting out.

“A hyper-busty gal with a two foot long dick as thick as a soda can at full size. I have a cock ring at my base to adjust size when it’s out of my genital slit.” Kala informed me before she sheepishly scratched her head. “Uh, right. I’m not female, I’m a hermaphrodite. Sorry if I didn’t outright fill you in. Herms are common in my universe.”

I am dating a hermaphrodite. She’s like a snail, only sexy and with all the best bits.

“Uh, earth to Shimmy?” Kala said waving her cock-I mean hand in my eyesight. “Any reason you ruined my pants?” I only now noticed I had grabbed her pants and torn them off to reveal her purely female groin, but the slit above that groin? I could smell her. It was musky and spicy. Like Spike, only different. “Shimmy? I thought we were going to take it slower.”

“Sorry. I’m not here right now. Leave a message after the beep.” I released her and staggered on my four unsteady legs to the patch of tall grass next to the tree and laid down in a curl with my wing not pressing into the ground lifted. “Want to snuggle under my organic tent?”

“Yes please.” She sighed and approached while covering her groin nervously as my cobalt blue son snuggled against my throat. “No funny business, please. I don’t want this to be a quick and dirty thing to write in my little black book.”

“I will refrain from indulging so long as you don’t do anything.” My tail was tingling, my body thrummed with anticipation, but I knew that she didn’t want to do anything and felt that I could calm down and just sleep.

“Good. We’ll have a proper date then. Tomorrow.” Kala then reached into her cleavage and produced...care bear style pajama pants that she put on in place of her ruined trousers.

“You are full of surprises. Hopefully tomorrow will be a good day.” I pulled her into me and she squeaked in surprise before I nudged Copernicus to her and then sealed her under my wing with a soft bed of grass underneath her and my underside as her rock to rest against. I noticed the elks approaching and released a very furious mental shriek of wrath in their direction, heedless of their defenses and whether or not they’d be fine. I then closed my eyes to rest.