The Cult of the Dragon

To be or not to be

Well, Arauthator is dead. Unfortunately, so was I for a bit there. Sounds like a good story, right? Not so much….

Fighting the dragon in its lair might not have been the smartest thing we’ve ever done, but it’s not like we had much of a choice. Fortunately, he was asleep when we arrived, so we were actually able to choose where we wanted to start the fight. And things were going alright, at least until Arauthator recognized the weapon Gavin was wielding.
Turns out, Hazirawn was formerly a part of Arauthator’s hoard, and the damn dragon was able to invoke the entity bound within the sword, which proceeded to take over Gavin. I mean, it was very similar to the incident on the boat, when Hazirawn wanted to start senselessly slaughtering the sailors to appease its bloodthirst. That time, though, Gavin was able to shake off the compulsion. This time, Gavin lost the fight and became a mindless puppet, taking actions which helped the damned dragon. (side note – I guess I wasn’t paranoid after all!)
The fight in general was bloody and brutal, and losing Gavin made things even worse! At one point, I’d garnered enough of the dragon’s attention that he decided he needed to deal with me directly. Dimension door, though, is an absolutely beautiful spell and got me well away from the dragon’s claws, tail and teeth. At least until he breathed. The last thing I remember was the bone numbing cold before everything went black.

When I woke, I knew something was wrong. I took a few moments to realize just WHAT was wrong though. My horns, gone. My tail, gone. My body, not right. I felt clumsy, heavy. I wasn’t ME. It wasn’t until I got to see my reflection that I understood why. They reincarnated me. I wasn’t a Tiefling anymore; I was a fucking rock Genasi! I don’t know that I can do this… I’m not really me anymore. I’m somebody else and I don’t know how to do this. I tried playing the Cil-lyre and everything sounds wrong. My fingers keep tripping up the notes. Somehow, I need to find a way to fix this. I don’t know. Maybe it’s time to change my name… maybe that will help me figure out how to be the “new” me.

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