🐉 The Fall of Vlakir

Vlakir the Black was a terror of the western skies — a colossal dragon wreathed in flame and shadow, whose breath could melt stone and whose roar shattered towers. For decades, it ravaged the frontier, devouring villages and poisoning the land with its presence.

The King sent armies. None returned.

Then came Hashen, a human warrior of unmatched resolve, and Enna, an elven blade-dancer. Together, they climbed the burning cliffs of the western reach and faced Vlakir at the gates of ruin.

The battle lasted until dawn.

Hashen struck the beast’s wing, grounding it

Enna pierced its heart with a blade of moonlight

Vlakir’s death cry echoed across the continent

Both heroes perished in the flames — but the dragon died with them.

Their sacrifice saved the west.

Their names are carved into the stones of Red Rose Castle.

And every child in Striga knows the tale:

Two stood. One fell. The other followed. The dragon did not rise again.