Coming to a Head

The following is a part of a plot running in the Multiverse roleplay. I have written it here as it branches a lot of scenes that participation would have been mostly irrelevant in (little more than a single post) and arranging replies from every single player would be too tedious and drawn out. So no need for criticism on writing. This is purely for my players benefits.

Additionally, for my players, there's going to be a tl;dr for reference at the bottom, in case they need to hastily review.

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Drakus stood, mouth hanging open, parched, eyes dull lidded as he stared at the burning wreckage crashing down before him. It had been his home his entire life, the manor. It had been through some rough times. Dragon attacks. Hostage takings. Zealous knights. Many things. And through all of it the manor had always remained strong. An old family building that he could rely on. And now he watched it burn. In the space of a bare few minutes one man had burnt it all down.Truthfully, Drakus couldn't hold a grudge. That man's soul was now locked into a crystal, and the body he shared with another was being tended to for being shot in the eye with an arrow.

Truth be told, Kenji looked like shit. Blood was smeared all over his kimono and while his eye had been bandaged he looked woozy. He had lost a lot of blood and didn't seem to know what had happened. In fact most of those who had moments before been living in the manor seemed stunned to some degree. It had stood as a bastion for them, unification of people from so many different races and histories, spanning from the underdark to outer space. But the origin of the attack had been clear. Someone had ordered this house burnt down.

Drakus just couldn't raise the spirit to care.

Walking slowly over to him with two swords was his brother, who knelt down to the sitting Drakus and quietly asked, "Are you alright?" Drakus' only response was a weak shake of his head. One of the swords was offered out, handle first. A familiar tool, it had been used to control the dragons Drakus owned for breeding and selling. "I need you to take this sword,"Alrion said simply.

"Why...?"

Alrion cast a look over his shoulder then back to Drakus. "He destroyed our home, Drakus. Not just our home, but many of theirs too. Somewhere they could feel welcome."

"And what..." Drakus said slowly, "You want me to take up my sword, call my dragons and lead our friends to kill my son?"

"Drakus, tonight your son ordered dead, what, three people at the bare minimum from what we know? And that was without the casualties that could have been caused by a house fire. He's gone too far this time Drakus. It's not other people he's hurting any more." He let out a sigh. "This isn't me asking if you will lead, but if you will join. I'm going with or without you. Eva will come, possibly Avia. If Avia does I can expect the support of Daniel, maybe a couple others. Lumierre will stay with you and that might convince Avia to stay."

"Just how many more lives do you want to risk before you do something?"

Drakus turned his head away, guilt flushing his chest. False gods be damned. Without another word he took the sword and carefully hoisted himself to his feet. "Make sure everyone knows what we're doing..."

"Most of us will go in the Trekker. Daniel has his hoverbike, Kenji his uh... scooter..."
"You want Kenji to join us, after what just happened?"
"He's shaken Drakus. Angry. Have you ever seen the man angry before in your life? He's ready to take action."
"Fine. Make it so. I'll just... stand here and wait for everyone to be ready."

And thus, Alrion was off to make the preparations. They were heading to town to find and confront Ezrael.

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