From Istaria Lexica

Location: Dralk
Rating: 110
School: Dragon Adventurer
Health: 2686
Coordinates: 22501 / 29300
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Brysmendrik tells you, Forgive me, but I ask that you go on your way and leave me in peace. I mean no offence, but the company of others is distressing to me. Please leave me to my thoughts.

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QuestAdv. SchoolAdv. LevelCraft SchoolCraft Level
Draak Attunement: The Lost Colony0Dragon Lairshaper30


Brysmendrik tells you, ‘Forgive me for feeling no joy at your presence cousin. V’Tieru has decreed that I must perform the function of my office for those who seek me out. The fact that I wish to be alone for the rest of my days matters not. Nor does it matter that every attunement I perform reminds me anew of my failure and my shame. I will do as you wish, but you will sit, and listen, and learn what it is you have asked’

Brysmendrik tells you, ‘I am the last portal keeper of the Academy of Draak. Everyone calls it The Lost Colony today, but that’s just so they don’t have to think about what happened there. Cover the wound with pretty words and pretend it will go away. It wont. The Academy of Draak was not lost. It was ripped from us. Stolen. Along with the lives of a generation of innocent hatchlings. I attended the Academy myself when I was a hatchling. As an adult, I was sponsored to the position of portal keeper by Nyestra Helian herself. Yes, I knew her. Before Chiconis, before the Schism, before her family disowned her, I dedicated my life to the service of her teachings. She showed me great honor and trust by speaking for me before the Academy overseers. They accepted her endorsement and made her trust their own. I failed them. I failed HER! I failed my family and my people!’

Brysmendrik tells you, ‘We portal keepers were charged with maintaining the security and defenses of the Draak Academy. Not just the portal itself, but also the protective spells which hid the island from the rest of the world and barred the naka fro its shores. The safety and security of the students was out responsibility! Ours! Mine! Well, one day I came on duty and found an unexplainable disharmony in the arrival pads energy balances. I checked the tuning stones, trimmed the prime matrix, boosted the collective… the disharmony not only remained, it grew stronger. While I was doing this, my mate and our two daughters came to use the portal – and I told them to wait. I thought the problem was with the Dralk side of the portal. I told them to wait while I fixed it, then I stepped through to Dralk.’

Brysmendrik tells you, ‘Never once did I think it could be an attack. Not once did I suspect it could be the very thing I was sworn to prevent! Not even once did I think to raise an alarm, even as a precaution! I stepped through to Dralk and began examining the outgoing signal. Everything was perfectly normal. Then the collectives return shrieked and went silent. It wasn’t natural, it wasn’t a system failure. It was a deliberate disruption by hostile magic. Only then, when it was too late, did I realize that Draak was under attack.’

Brysmendrik tells you, ‘I raised the alarm and then did my duty. I tore out the resonant pairings to shut down the incoming connection from the Academy. I saved Dralk from invasion by leaving everyone on Draak at the mercy of the enemy. There was no question of what we had to do – we had to counterattack at once. In full force! Valkoth and Semeneth called for every dragon who could fight to take wing and follow them to Feledan. The elves had been granted a portal link some years previous for diplomatic courtesies. I don’t think it had been used even once until that day. I went through it right behind Valkoth… The Elves were near-panicked as the full wrath of all dragonkind erupted into the middle of their city and took to the skies in numbers that blotted out the sun. They were naka. We told then nothing, just flew on. No dragons ever flew faster then we did that day, but it wasn’t fast enough. Before we could see the shores, we could see the smoke.’

Brysmendrik tells you, ‘Then we saw the students. They were everywhere! So… so many of them! We couldn’t land without stepping on them! They died running, they died fighting, they died praying! They were helpless, and they were butchered first! They ignored the adults completely until every hatchling was dead… And then they waited for us. They knew we would be coming. They were counting on it! We attacked, blind with rage, just like they wanted us to. We decimated them, but never stopped to think that our enemy was already dead.’

Brysmendrik tells you, ‘It was Lantenal who realized what was happening. We had lost perhaps one in five, but had nearly destroyed the invading undead. He saw our dead begin to rise up again, abominations in service to the enemy. He found Semeneth and made him see what was happening. Semeneth called for retreat, but the Lunus would not listen. Valkoth was near berserk with rage and blood-fury. He ignored Semeneth, but Breath-of-Fire listened. Like Valkoth, Breath-of-Fire was an officer under General Lunus. He called retreat as well, and this time the Lunus listened’

Brysmendrik tells you, ‘It was almost too late. Our dead, the slain teachers, the slaughtered hatchlings, the monsters we’d already destroyed – They all rose up and attacked us. Most of us got away. About one in ten did not. We found Nezra, Kalrenta and Mesetha as we withdrew. They were nearly dead themselves, but we got them out of there. As we passed through the Feledan gate, one of their elders challenged our right to use the portal. Breath-of-Fire flamed him to ash without a word.’

Brysmendrik tells you, ‘I confessed my failure to Semeneth and Valkoth. I begged them to kill me. They didn’t. They forgave me. They called me a hero. They said if I hadn’t been in Dralk to sound the alarm and shut down the incoming connection the undead would have been able to teleport right into the heart of our city without opposition. They said I’d saved Dralk and Chiconis. I left then, and I’ve lived here since that day. I do not deserve to live, and do not deserve the mercy of death. I spend my day apologizing to the dead children I failed to protect and dreading the day I must face Drulkar’s judgment.

Now you know what you have asked of me! Go speak with Lantenal. Do as he instructs, and when you return I will do as you ask. Then I wish you to leave me alone forevermore.’