Silvertree Chronicles Bk. 10

Lerian looked at her, "Bring him here."

She sighed and he was with them. Vessan whispered, "I am at peace. You still have a lot to do."

She disappeared. He took a knee and Lerian looked at him, "Did the Gods tell you that you should pass on the sword?"

He looked at Lerian, "Yes. It found me worthy."

Lerian nodded, "Worthy by your heart and honor, but not in skill. I have been told you will die with me on one of two missions. If you do not go on the first one you and I will both die in the second. That is what I am being told.

Someone in your family is coming of age. They were supposed to wield the blade. That it will occur one way or another, that is what the Lady of Dreams is telling me. If he is not on the second mission my fate is the same? I have to have this other wielder?"

She did not answer him. He left. The Lady of Dreams looked at Lerian, "He will go. He will have his will in order and he wanted to thank you for informing him."

Lerian sighed, "If I take him!"

She looked at Lerian, "You have been so cooperative so far; why now?"

Lerian looked at her, "I get two put under me and your first act is to kill one within days. All to add another rune to the blade."

She sighed, "There is more to it than that. The new wielder is a female who likes women more than men. We wanted her taking up the blade to marry."

Lerian looked at her, "You cannot guarantee she will marry."

The Lady of Dreams looked at Lerian, "I cannot. You could persuade her."

Lerian looked at her, "Who are you wanting her to marry?"

She looked at Lerian, "I am not allowed to say."

Lerian looked at her, "Bring my 'horse' back and she can tell me."

She sighed and Vessan glared at Lerian, "I am not going to live that horse line down even in death?"

Lerian smiled, "Come on, you earned that nickname for the role you chose. I only used that reference a few times, and not in years. I appreciated the role you took on as I have 2 wonderful wives. She won't tell me so you tell me."

She sighed, "She is hoping you will marry her. Let her keep her name and put gestalts into her family to be wielders and future champions. She made a promise to the other champion to work on getting his sister a man to love that would give his family the power of gestalts. That does not happen with the current wielder."

Lerian looked at her, "Unless he married a Silvertree female capable of gestalts, he is a gestalt himself."

Vessan nodded, "True but then the blade would follow down his cousin's line and not hers."

Lerian looked at the Lady of Dreams, "Did you promise him I would marry his sister?"

She turned away and Lerian looked at his sister, "Was that the deal that was struck."

She looked over, "Something to that effect based on her reaction. He spoke to me. He wanted a champion; he wanted you."

Lerian looked over, "What happened to not interfering in Silvertree marriages?"

She did not answer. Lerian looked over, "What has Corellon Larethian said about the hole you are in at the moment? One way or another she is breaking her word to a deceased champion."

He heard Corellon Larethian's voice from the other side. "Remain seated."

She looked over and then she was gone. He looked at Lerian, "The one wielder will die. That much is guaranteed. Your life in the second battle relies upon her being at your side. She should not have promised him that you would marry her.

I will tell you she is a very good match, and you did discuss adding a third when you became champion. Enemy Champions forced the timeline that had her miss it by mere days."

Lerian looked at him, "Is my future heir already set?"

He shook his head, "No."

Lerian looked at him, "So you are asking me to take candidates away from House Silvertree for House Silversong?"

Corellon Larethian looked at Lerian, "That is what is being asked of you. We want to get Gestalts into every Blade Wielder house for when we have more than one champion on the field."

Lerian looked at him, "Then house Silversong ends up with some of the best if not the best candidates for the blade."

He looked at Lerian, "I see what you are thinking, two-blade wielder children would make that line more likely to be strong candidates for either sword. In some ways superior candidates. You descended from Violet, the daughter of a human Champion known as Butterfly. It was one of the things that made you the best choice during this time."

Lerian nodded, "Exactly. I have four snow-elf children that are all male and the tribe is going to want them all eventually to help with their population. Even with their arcane talents. I understand that need because they need the infusion. The fact is they could have their males doing the same thing. Taking a second non-snow-elf wife to widen that pool and they would be born to the tribe. That is not occurring and they have not addressed the environmental issues to the best of my knowledge.

Silversong has candidates but not gestalt candidates, except for the current wielder who will die. Any Silvertree male that is a gestalt could marry her. The Lady of Dreams chose me. That has to have something to do about two blade wielders. The constitution boost from the amulet is also the reason."

He nodded, "It was a dying request from the former champion. Yes, that is part of the reason you would make a better mate for her. Another is she is one of my clerics. Her house has been on a decline for magical blood. This would help to reverse that."

Lerian looked at him, "How many pregnancies would she have?"

He looked at Lerian, "20."

Lerian looked at him, "She needs 40 heirs for her blade?"

He nodded, "Yes, like rebuilding house Silvertree from one."

Lerian groaned, "IF I do this, she has 3 every time. One would be born with my blue eyes and be brought in under House Silvertree. At least half of those are males and at least half of those 20 should be viable candidates for the Silvertree Blade. I know the Lady of Dreams bias on female champions.

Then there is the penalty on the Lady of Dream for making this deal without talking with me. I want it altered. Restart her non-interference after my death to 10,000 years. She still takes 10 years of the 'tickling to death' to know what that is going to feel like. Only 1,000 times worse.

For the rest of my life, my contact should be with Charlus or you directly. I still care for her but am angry she did not consult with me or her from what I am hearing. I have to get my wives to agree to her and while she is having children; except this first battle, she should be one of the clerics working in my house and staying safe."

He looked at Lerian, "She would travel with you during her year dry spell and a month or two longer."

Lerian looked at him, "Unless you are sending me to my death. Losing two blades at once. Let alone one wielder within days. After losing three in one battle."

He nodded, "She would likely pass before but not from childbirth."

Lerian looked at him, "I pull this off with the wives and her I would like to add another rune to my sword for the next wielder."

He looked at Lerian, "I have confidence you can pull this off and I understand wanting to add another lost ability back to the blade. I would agree with what you put forth. Why 10 years?"

Lerian smiled, "Symbolic of the 10 years she stayed silent on Charlus. We heard the story of her comparing 10 years to a weekend."

He laughed at that. Lerian looked at him, "What do you think of sunder on the weapon? I still question the choice."

He nodded, "I have two other Moon Blades that have that ability on it and it is rarely used. It only works if the wielder is trying to sunder. Great for your off-hand weapon but not for a Moon Blade. The choice is yours though."

Lerian nodded, "Then I need to work on building another magical blade. Working with Kazzara on it. I do that and I would look at adding the draconic mythic Greater Dragon bane."

He looked at Lerian, "Narrow it to evil. I know they pissed you off by their hiding of facts but that is why you have been crafting and deploying your contingency. Bahamut is aware of it and believes it is at least a good idea to hold over them. They have not been very receptive to his champion either, probably because this one is a female. That was a change he did in honor of Jazzia."

Lerian looked at him, "I have deployed 72 Sky Diamonds; 40,000 gold pieces each. The other 72 are stored for the future or in case they take action. My sister forwarding more funds into my account as the needs arose to do that, from displays to those Sky Diamonds, the funds helped with all of that of course.

As did the funds from Kazzara's account to divide any attention. Paying for some of it from funds she got from the dragons is ironic and appropriate. All I have to do turn on the uplink and the consoles using my redesign of Charlus's work.

The complete redesign of the dragon's original work, as they failed for millennia to innovate the designs. I put greater dragon's bane on those uplink crystals as you know."

He nodded, "To attempt to protect them from dragon manipulation. It does not stop them from taking them out from a ranged attack."

Lerian nodded, "Also us doing the same to their system. We know where all of theirs are located. We also know what they would have to do to recreate them. Get our house to do it as it contains spells they no longer have access to."

He nodded, "Bahamut would stop his people from messing with what we put in place. This was part of the agreement after their Eclipse War deception for moving their lands in the middle of a battle. Mercian putting those defenses online messed with their plans.

Bahamut and I both chuckled when he did that and forced them into the fight. Neither of us had foreseen him doing that, but it was entertaining to watch. Which ability would you add back?"

He thought, "Fire immunity. Goes well with the greater EVIL dragon bane. I need to build another necklace with the no fumble on it for Millia. I can give her Ice Reaver when the other is ready."

He nodded, "Now there is someone who would use it to its full potential. That would be an excellent weapon for her."

Lerian smiled, "I would still put vorpal on the offhand I built."

He nodded, "I know you would. It would be near relic status as well. Both of those weapons could get intelligence someday."

Lerian nodded, "With as many gestalts as we are putting out there, we only have one Family Blade."

He nodded, "That is true. Time to start your day and talk with your wives."

Lerian awoke with Millia riding him fast and hard. Lerian reached up and pinched her nipples hard just how she liked it. She sped up, even more. He put his chin down and blew air across her clit.

She wailed, locked down and he unloaded into her vice-like cunt. She held her hands over his. He looked for Cresena who sat in a chair with a fake cock shoved in her cunt. She wailed as she rubbed her clit really fast. She sprayed across the floor. He looked over, "Get your morning ride in?"

She smiled, "You fucked me nice and slow 4 times in your sleep. That was her second go at waking you up."

Lerian looked at her, "Put that down to be cleaned and come over here and feast while I shower. Then we need to talk."

Lerian rolled her over and held her legs up while Cresena dove into Millia's cunt. He washed up really good as he had seed all over his lower torso like usual with those 2. He came out and got dresses while those 2 rolled around and kissed each other. He slapped an ass and then the other.

They looked up at him as he put his sword on, "We need to talk about this third wife."

They both smiled. He looked at them, "I was given a candidate last night that I found shocking. She is a cleric for Corellon Larethian from House Silversong."

Cresena asked, "Why is that shocking?"

He sighed, "Because her cousin is one of the two Moon Blade wielders assigned to me and will die on this upcoming mission.

The blade will go to her. He was never supposed to have the blade but he took it up. He knew it would not reject him. He will add a rune to the blade. She will keep her house name."

Cresena glared, "Then all of her children would be born to her house!"

Lerian smiled, "Yes, and no. I asked how many pregnancies she would have. He told me 20. I asked that if I do this, she has 3 with every pregnancy.

One of them will be born with blue eyes and claimed by House Silvertree. They want to spread some of my inborn abilities into her house; like gestalts, and the constitution bonus if they become a champion when their amulet attaches. Then at least half of them would be strong candidates for the blade.

Where my blade is going, I do not know. I have been told I would likely outlive her. That means watching over the children even if they are Silversong by birth. One of them will inherit her blade. The part that I found most shocking is the Lady of Dreams made a promise to the last champion.

She promised that I would marry his sister to get gestalts into his family line and replace a lot of lost arcane talent. I was never asked or consulted. That was a clear violation of her non-interference agreement.

I asked that for my life I work through the Revered Champion Charlus or Corellon Larethian himself. She is going to be pissed at me as I reworked the deal on her punishment for violating the agreement. Instead of being tickled to death for 10,000 years, it will only be for 10 years.

Then the time for her non-interface increase to 10,000 years starts over after I die. Corellon Larethian said she was a very good match. Everything I have read in the journal says he has been right when he says this. I need your thoughts on this."

Millia looked at Lerian, "I find it hard to believe the Lady of Dreams would do that to you."

Lerian looked at her, "Without the Lady of Dreams answering that question I know you would have issues believing that, but I have been open and honest with you always. Put that issue aside. I do not want an argument over what Gods are doing. It is not one I would attempt to win with you being one of her paladins."

Millia started screaming at Lerian, "THE LADY WOULD NOT DO THAT!"

The Lady of Dreams appeared out over the water, "Ladies come to me."

They walked out and she put a sphere up to talk with them seconds later they came back in and Millia looked at Lerian on the verge of tears, "I am sorry for not believing you. She explained her action. She knew the consequences and she is glad you are taking a measured response to the issue. She hoped we would strongly consider her."

Cresena looked at Lerian, "I see her situation in the same light as my own people. You are helping them. I would like to meet with her."

Lerian nodded. Millia looked remorseful and about to breakdown. Lerian got up from his chair and hugged her, "I told you I did not want to challenge your beliefs. I also told you I would be open and honest with you."

She nodded, "I am trying to come to grips with the betrayal aspect."

Lerian looked at her, "She broke an agreement, she did not betray me or us. She could have worked through my sister before this champion died or when this champion died, he could have asked me himself. If she had done it in either of those ways I would not have gone off as bad. She granted a dying man his last wish knowing it would cost her to do so.

That is why I am doing a measured response. I also asked that when I go another rune be active from what was lost on top of what I give to the blade. Varus'Nor wins in this agreement as well. The future blade wielder wins in this agreement. If she likes us and wants us. She is more into women which means the two of you."

They both blushed at that. Millia nodded, "I like your explanation better, it helps me to keep faith in her."

Lerian heard in his head from the Lady of Dreams, "Thank you for saying that. I was on the verge of losing her. I had not fully contemplated the impact on her."

Lerian thought, "I won't let that happen over this."

Lerian looked at Millia, "Faith is a strange thing at times. They took hundreds of years from my sister but she negotiated a win for the sword, for me, and for future generations of Moon Blade wielders.

Sometimes they send us into battle like the last champion, knowing he would die, but when he died war was near its end. The greater good of the elven people and in that regard, I cannot fault her for wanting to see these traits in another house."

She nodded, "I would like to meet her as well."

Lerian kissed her softly, "You did not disappoint me. I expected that reaction but I needed to talk to you. She sent me a mental message. She told me, 'Thank you.' Because she was on the verge of losing you. Varus'Nor, Faith Unlost. Sometimes questioned. But never lost."

She smiled at Lerian as she seemed more energized. Lerian smiled, "Come out when you are dressed. I have one more thing to discuss."

Lerian thought, "I know you heard all of that and I asked for your fire immunity to be restored. I am having another sword crafted. When I do, I will switch sundering to this new sword ability."

Varus'Nor asked, "Why the change?"

Lerian thought, "I spoke with Corellon Larethian about you and that ability. He told me two other weapons have it and it is rarely used because you have to attempt to sunder the weapon and few wielders do that. Those that do can use an off-handed weapon like me. This one will be a killer change. Listen in."

Lerian walked out to the grandmothers eating and he sat down with them and ordered up a morning meal of eggs, toast, and fruit. He looked at Kazzara, "I have another weapon I need to be built."

She looked at Lerian, "Another?!"

Lerian nodded, "In order to add abilities you have to have the ability. Seen it in action or experienced it. What I am wanting is vorpal with the draconic Greater EVIL dragon bane on it." She looked at Lerian, "That is going to be costly."

Lerian nodded. "I know. I want to make another amulet like mine with the no fumbling aspect, a poison immunity, and a medium constitution bonus. Two of them. One for Millia. I want to get Ice Reaver into her hands but I want her pretty little head still on its shoulders."

She nodded, "You working the amulet and I will work the sword."

Lerian nodded, "I will see what I have now. I will transfer money to your account. You let me know if and when you need more."

She nodded, "Alright anything you want special about this sword?"

Lerian thought for a moment, "Like my current one. One-part mithril and two parts adamantium. Built on the Eternal Forge. With a three-quarter length fuller, a serrated edge, Dark red dye added to the metal, Sharp as hell.

Because we are narrowing the bane to Greater evil dragons only, see if we can fit keen on there as well. Anything else, add to attack bonuses to bring it to its maximum potential."

She sighed, "Another relic candidate."

Lerian smiled, "I will have three wives, one family blade and one blade to go down each Silvertree line based upon the mothers currently."

She looked at Lerian, "So, you are going to ask me to add more to Ice Reaver after that."

Lerian smiled, "Yes, keen and maximize the attack bonus."

She sighed and nodded. "Alright."

Lerian heard in his head, "You plan to give me the Draconic magical ability Greater evil dragon bane?"

Lerian smiled and thought back, "Yes, seeing how we can craft draconic magic into the weapons we will add that one once I get it. Sunder stands for now."

Lerian heard back, "Smart man. I like the greater evil dragon bane. That is an even better idea. I have sliced through many. Give them a weapon to truly fear."

Lerian smiled and got up from the table. He looked at his ladies, "When you write your will. The weapons, I will give you, have an amulet with them. The amulet will keep them from fumbling and cutting their own heads off as both weapons are vorpal blades."