King Adruil: "get the men ready! The time to free Galdrim is upon us.

Qirzan: "Yes sir, Strength and honor! King Adruil " The time of torture, hatred and corruption are over, Galdrim will march again." A few hours later on the battlefield in front of the stronghold of the evil enemy...

King Adruil: "Men! Today your are going to defeat evil, this day you will end the corruption. But more importantly, this day you will free the lands of Galdrim! Men! Remember: Strength and Honor!" The 3000 soldiers that where present on the battlefield all replied with "'HONOR AT WAR!"

After this, the king rushed into the armies of the evil enemy. The soldiers followed him while screaming the words "HONOR AT WAR!" The enemy tried to hold back the forces of Galdrim but there where too much. The mortal armies fought and died on the battlefield until something happened..."Galdrim Victor!" The Cavalry of Galdrim stormed on the forces of evil with three dragons above them. The Dragons flew over the battlefield picking up a few men and violently throwing them down an instant later. The cavalry smashed in the army of the evil enemy and defeated it..."Galdrim Victor!" Was yelled by Asyrad commander of the Dragon forces of Galdrim. Galdrim has won the battle...

While marching in the stronghold of the barbarians, Adruil spoke to Asyrad...

King Adruil: "Great timing Asyrad, you came just in time, we would have had many casualties if the dragon forces didn't show up." Asyrad: "Thank you King Adruil" King Adruil: "Please don't be so formal all the time, call me Adruil, my real name."

Asyrad: "As you wish..Adruil"

Adruil grinned, "My dear Asyrad, how long has it been?"

Asyrad: "How long has what been Adruil?"

Adruil: "How long has it been since we have had a good drink?"

They both laughed, Adruil said to Asyrad "Come, let us go and drink to our victory... Let us drink to Galdrim...Bring on the ale, these men are thirsty"

In the evening...

"Asyrad, wait for me!" yelled the king.. Asyrad stopped and turned to the king. Another man was with Adruil. "This is Qirzan."

Asyrad: "Greetings"

Qirzan: "Good evening"

King: "I must talk to both of you, come into my tent."

In the tent...

King: "The reason why I invited you in here, is because you are my best commanders. You have proven yourself more than worthy. But there is something that you should know off...

“Yes, there are a few thousand that remain unfound...”

The king walked to Asyrad and pushed a sword into his hands. “Take this, it's the imperial dragon sword, it is called Aledrin, and since there are no more to follow the bloodline of the dragon family." *cough* "I must give it to you.”“But sir, this is your blade, you still need it!”

“No Asyrad, the ages of war are over, for me anyway. You must succeed in destroying the last remains of evil.”

“But sir, the men they'll miss you on the battlefield. They find their courage only if you are around them; you must stay!”

“Asyrad, the men will trust you. You are an experienced general and commander of the well known dragon forces.”

“But sire...”

“I will go back to the capital of Galdrim, to the city of Northern Fell, and lead the kingdom as long as I can." *cough*.

“As you wish my lord.”

When the king left the base at the Forinthein River, Adruil gave the order to send out scouts and find the remains of the barbarians. The scouting party never returned, and the longer Adruil waited, the more afraid the men got. Every evening something stood at the mountain near the river, the mountain of Dasardim, something strange was at work, something evil...

“Asyrad! Asyrad! Wake up!”

Asyrad woke, and saw Qirzan standing next to his bed dressed in his armor. “We are under attack! We don't know who they are, but we think they are all of what's left of the barbarians!”“Are they in the camp?”

“No, they are at the gates. They are firing catapults, and we can't do a thing.”

“We can always do something. Galdrim doesn't just cut and run; we stay where we are and do our duties!”

“Yes commander. What are your orders sir?”

“First of all, where are the dragons?”

“We haven't seen them anymore, they are gone... It's still a mystery where they are.”

“Damn it... Get the men ready and send Duryan to me.”

“Yes sir!”

Qirzan was about to leave the tent when Asyrad took him by his arm and pulled him back and said, “Strength and honor”.

Qirzan replied, “Honor at war!”. They looked at each other and shook hands. Then, Qirzan left the tent.

A moment later, Duryan stood before Asyrad, who already had his armor on.... “You've sent for me commander?”

“Yes. Yes, indeed I have. Get the horses ready, and get the dragon forces ready to leave at my command.” “But sir, the coming battle, shouldn't we assist the forces of Galdrim?”

“We are not going to betray Galdrim, Duryan.”

“Of course not sir, I'll get the men ready.”Asyrad walked to the table where Aledrin lied upon, “let's see what the dragon power can do. Let us see what power lays in this sword.” He took the sword made a quick move with it and whispered “Galdrim...Victor”. He walked out of his tent to the nearest officer and said, “get the catapults ready to fire at that hill over there.”

“Yes sir!” Asyrad began commanding the armies, “Swords. Men, up front, stand at the gate, do not fear the barbarians. You got full support right behind you. Do not storm at your target, let the rangers to their job first”. “Rangers, take your positions behind the swordsmen and prepare fire arrows to hit against the forces of evil.. “Men, remember the words of our king Adruil and remember Strength and honor! Honor at war!!"After that, he ran to the horses and the forces of the dragons. He jumped on his horse and left through the back gate. They kept going via the river until they had taken a position at the side of the barbarians form where they stormed upon the armies of the barbarians. The first line of their defense fell, while the others where ramming the gate. Qirzan stood with the soldiers and said these words: “Every man dies! Only we can not decide how, but we can make our deaths as full with honor as we want. We can fight like men, and we may even win this battle...Courage men. You are soldiers of Gal drim and you shall not fear evil, but you shall defeat it!!!.” The Gate broke, the first lines of the barbarian army rushed towards the army of Galdrim. The first arrows took the first line of the wave down. After that they rushed into the swordsmen, they fought like never before. Qirzan took down many enemies along with the rest of the soldiers. He was proud to fight for Galdrim.. “Honor at War!!”

The Dragon forces drove the backs of the barbarians to the hill and the catapults began firing at the hill. One boulder after another took the barbarians down. They fled, but they did not get very far, as the forces of the Dragon was still behind them, hunting them down... “Galdrim Victor!” After killing the barbarians that fled from the battlefield, Asyrad returned with his men and stormed in the backs of the barbarians that where still fighting. The flag of Galdrim in his hand and the Dragon sword he claimed victory and destroyed the last remains... But then, the mountain of Dasardim opened. A rain of fire was unleashed, and several dragons flew out of the mountain. Asyrad and everyone with them looked to the dragons and saw that their was something wrong... “Run!” Asyrad yelled it again, “Run!”... The entire army began to run. “Look for cover, look for cover. The dragons are hostile!!” Burning down one half of the armies of Galdrim, the dragons where mad, something has changed inside them, and again the men saw a shadow of a wizard in the ruins on the mountain of Dasardim... The Forces of Galdrim fled to a camp that was more then sixty miles away from the evil filled mountain and rested. From there, they where to figure out what had happened, and why...

Asyrad walked to Qirzan, “How many men do we got left?” He looked at the sky.

“500” said Qirzan. “Sir, Duryan did not survive.”

Asyrad looked to the ground, he kneeled and grabbed a stone. He threw it at the sky, while insanely screaming “Dasardim!!”

“Asyrad, what are we going to do now? The dragons have turned against us, we have only 500 men left here on Ritharion and our moral is . . . well, diminished.” “The king, does he know of this?” “We don't know, sir.”“Send a message to him. Alert him of this new danger.”

“Yes sir!”

Asyrad took 50 men and set out for a scouting mission. After riding a hour through the woods, they saw a village in the distance. The whole town seemed to be glowing red. As they got closer, the realized it was burning! People were running erratically and screaming. Asyrad saw that a group of rangers were firing with burning arrows on the village. Asyrad said to his men, “looks like our task is far from over. Gather your courage and engage!!” The 50 men headed towards the rangers, the rangers noticed, with a startled and surprised look. Then they began firing on Asyrad and his men. Suddenly, a large group came out of the woods and stormed right to the group of Galdrim soldiers. Asyrad noticed something drawn on their shields. He couldn't make it out in a distance, but as the group got closer, the image became more clear. It was a mountain; the mountain of Dasardim. . . They fought and fought, there were many casualties. As the battle raged onward, he realized he wasn't going to win this one. He had only 10 soldiers left. Asyrad screamed, “Retreat! Run for it! Dasardim is rising, head back to the base!" On that moment the Dragons came. They took five soldiers and threw them down on the ground. Four other men where killed by fire arrows. Asyrad was thrown off of his horse, he managed to crawl into the woods.

It was getting late. Asyrad, wounded from the previous battle, lied against a tree and tried to heal his wounds. He kept repeating the words “Dasardim, Dragons, Wizard.” Then he realized something; the fear was in his eyes, “Wizards, Rurin! Damn him, he still lives.” He gathered all his strength and ran. With his wounds still open, he ran towards Ritharion. He ran because he knew what was going on.

When he finally arrived at Ritharion, it was morning. The guards saw him and took him inside the base, where his wounds where healed and he talked to Qirzan.

"Qirzan, I finally know it.”

“What Asyrad, what do you know?”

“Rurin, do you remember him?”

“Yes, he was banned from the kingdom years ago, he was an evil wizard. He must have died already.”

“No, he has not. He is taking revenge. He has found his powers within Dasardim, and is breeding an army. He is taking over Galdrim while we are weak. He has put a spell on the dragons, that is why they turned on us. Dasardim rises...”

“No, this can't be, not all the dragons are insane Asyrad. the royal dragon has not turned against us.”

“The king, he isn't safe in Northern fell anymore.”

“Asyrad, the king is...is..” Qirzan paused.

“The king is what?”

“The king is dead.”

“What!?! That can't be!!”

“Asyrad, I have seen his body. He never arrived Northern Fell alive.”

“Qirzan, the king cannot die. His life is bound to the imperial dragon. When he is mortally wounded, he must merge with the spirit of the dragon.”

“But..”“No Qirzan, The Dragon Family is a complicated matter.”

“The Dragon Family?”

“Yes, the line of kings. The bloodline that will end soon.”

“In the early years of Galdrim, the dragons came to our lands. They where our friends and they defended Galdrim against threats from evil. On a certain day, a dragon came. He was not like the rest, he was larger, much larger. When the people visited the dragon in his lair, they saw a sword lodged in his back. Sircyn, took the sword out of the dragons body and then something happened. Sircyn became stronger, he became smarter and his tactics were outstanding.

Galdrim grew large under his command. He was the first king of Galdrim and he wielded the sword, the sword called Aledrin. When his son was born, and the king grew old, he passed the crown and the sword to his son. He received the same power as his father, and from that day on, the family of kings was called the Dragon Family.”

“That is amazing! So if they died, they were to merge with the dragon's spirit and become one with it?”

“Yes, so now the same fate waits for Adruil, the last in his bloodline.”

“But you received the sword. Did you received the same powers as the kings?”

“No, I did not. I'm not a member of the Dragon Family.”

Suddenly they heard screams, then they heard an army marching. They heard the rising of Dasardim. Asyrad ran out of his tent and climbed the guard tower in the center of the camp. He saw 20000 men of Dasardim marching towards the camp. “Return to your posts! Fight!!”

Arrows where fired upon the attacking army, several of the soldiers died, but there where too many of them. “Asyrad, we cannot win against such a force. We must leave at once!”

Asyrad, stared at the sky again, “Who would ever had thought that Galdrim, the great army, would be forced to retreat?”

“No one sir, but we must leave at once!”

“Men, Get on your horses. Head for the city of Northern Fell. Retreat to the capital!!”

The forces of Galdrim fled from the camp. When the forces of Dasardim arrived, they where gone...