It Is Time You Learned of Beauty, Death, and Fire

[Kitsune]

You are standing on a fairly flat ridge of rock, high up on the tallest peak in a mountain range. Below, all you can see is a layer of thick, misty clouds several hundred feet down that swallows up the mountains. It is silent, save for the quiet wind. The sun beats down from above, but the air is cold. A short distance in front of you, a cloaked figure stands on the edge of the rock, with its back turned.

"You all have your empires, your hordes, and your armies..."

The cloaked figure turns, revealing only half of a face hidden beneath a shade-casting hood.

"...So I thought it was time that you learned..."

The figure slowly removes the hood, revealing young, lithe, male elven features and a slight smile.

"...of Beauty, Death, and Fire."

The cloaked figure produces a horn made from dark wood, with beautifully and ornately carved patterns running along it. His expression is now serious.

"It is time that you learned of my kingdom! It is time that you learned..."

The cloaked figure smiles.

"...of dragons."

He raises the horn to the sky and blows a long, loud note that echoes off the other mountaintops. Countless roars are heard, and the mountain trembles. Multitudes upon multitudes of dragons of all sizes and colors soar through the cloud barrier and around the mountain, making it hard to even see the sky. One especially beautiful, black dragon with purple eyes lands on the ridge next to the figure, and he climbs onto its back. It roars and shoots a jet of blue flames into the sky.

[Eulaliaaa!]

*Hacks all of Kitsune's dragons into pieces with a machete* Oh dear me... oh my! I need to shower after this, so much blood! Oh dear!

[Lady Ashenwyte]

"That's nice."

Ashenwyte sips coffee as he decapitates Eul.

[Eulaliaaa!]

*Hacks Ashe into tiny little pieces and throws them off the cliff*

[Lady Ashenwyte]

*Turns off PPing*

Ashenwyte sips coffee and raises a shield.

[Kitsune]

* Kitsune watches as Eul waves her sword around muttering about blood and killing all the dragons, then engaging in battle with Ashenwyte.

Well... that's odd, she seems dillusional. A shame, I was about to rally my dragons in support of her coronation. Oh well.

[Groddil]

Khaleesi Kitsune.

[Kitsune]

I know absolutely nothing about Game of Thrones, but the two seconds of research I did showed the Khaleesi is a term meaning "the wife of Khal Drogo" (that character, I presume), so it doesn't quite fit. But, if I could be anyone in GoT it would probably be her. She seems cool, and has dragons, of course. ^_^

[Lady Ashenwyte]

Khaleesi does not mean 'Wife of Khal Drogo'. A Khaleesi is the wife of the Khal, who is the lord of the Khalasar.

[Kitsune]

Oh.

* Kitsune has shown his ignorance.

But, still.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

*Bloodthirster arrives and starts killing the dragons*

[Groddil]

In the gif: The focus character is Jorah Mormont. Daenerys Targaryen, the white-haired woman on the right, holds the title of Khaleesi.

[LT Sandpaw]

OOC: I think if we were trying to assign a Game of Thrones name to Kitsune he would be A Targarian, one of the lords of Dragons.

IC:

"How many dragons do you have here Kitsune? And what is this land?"

A young nomad named Sandpaw asks. He sits astride a young mare horse, of bay coloring. She snorts in terror and shies away when any dragon comes to close, however she is guided by a confident hand. Which is the only thing that keeps her from bolting altogether.

"I have traveled far to see these creatures take flight. Does that one have a name?"

Sandpaw points curiously at the black dragon Kitsune is sitting on.

[Jetthebinturong]

Pretty sure it's Targaryen.

[Kitsune]

"How many dragons do you have here Kitsune? And what is this land?"

A young nomad named Sandpaw asks. He sits astride a young mare horse, of bay coloring. She snorts in terror and shies away when any dragon comes to close, however she is guided by a confident hand. Which is the only thing that keeps her from bolting altogether.

"I have traveled far to see these creatures take flight. Does that one have a name?"

Sandpaw points curiously at the black dragon Kitsune is sitting on.

I watch over many, many dragons.... the last time I counted, I was around the five thousands. Took me quite a while.

These are known as the Valaénor Mountains. Many of my dragons originate from here, and it has been their home for longer than history remembers.

This dragon? His name is Nyizdon, and has been my partner for many moons.

Nyizdon turns to face Sandpaw and dips his head, releasing a puff of smoke from his nostrils.

*Bloodthirster arrives and starts killing the dragons*

Nyizdon bounds after the Bloodthirster, tackles it, clamps one of its wings in his mouth, rips it off, then throws the Bloodthirster off the side of the mountain. He then drops the wing and disgustedly bats it over the side after its owner.