Silvertree Chronicles Bk. 12

They nodded. They got to the right altitude and crossed over the battlefield 2 hours later as he kept it slow. They kept getting pelted by boulders. "Get ready for Jump." Brycen gave it 30 minutes. He reached over, "BRACE!"

He hit the one next to it. Lightning arced off the outside of the shield hitting the ground and anything in their path. All went black and he looked at the display panel, "No breathable atmosphere."

Light flashed on all around them that was an iridescent purple.

He called, out, "Take us lower. We do not know if something saw us or not...BRACE!" They got slammed around and continued to be tossed back and forth.

Brycen called out, "Stay at your positions and tied to your bunks!"

Brycen released the button, "Show me from the light until when we got attacked."

Brycen watched it. Scarcely believing his eyes, "We just got swallowed by a giant yellow fish. This is correct?"

They nodded, He looked at the lower display, "What in the nine hells is that?"

One of the dwarves looked at him, "Looked like a chest of gold and jewels the size of your capital."

Brycen pointed, "The thing floating."

He shook his head, "Looks like it could be a giant of a man; looks to be dead the way it is bouncing around."

Just as they got hit again by another sharp jolt. He sighed, "Enough, we are going to try and jump our way out of this."

Brycen reached over and hit the button. The shields lit up for a few seconds and the bouncing stopped. He sighed, "We have stunned the fish. Probably too much mass around us to jump. See if you can find any light. He hit the crystal for the interdimensional communications. "Anyone there?"

He heard. BLEP, BLEEP, and BLEP again before shutting it off."

They all shifted violently again. They were tipped sideways and bounding. Before the fortress righted itself. He thought, "Always a bigger fish."

They went weightless before they got slammed down and Brycen went unconscious. Brycen was woken by his wife Pelau. She looked at him, "You have been out for almost 3 days. We went looking when you did not respond. The spinning was worse."

Vittra looked at him, "No the left, right, up, down, down at an angle. We were not meant to travel at those speeds! Followed by the next major slam of the flying fortress. We lost 4 in that exchange. Not counting 3 of the horses.

The dwarf on the bridge crew had his chair break, the dwarven Paragon never strapped himself into his bunk and he was splattered over every wall in the room, an elven ranger but we don't know why, and a human fighter. The human had chest pains and died. Probably from the stress according to his wife. Some are still unconscious.

The horse had a section of stall break free sending the horses flying and they tried to fly but could not keep up or deal with the sudden stops. It was in that shelter and the wall repaired itself. Repair efforts are ongoing."

Brycen sighed, "The Fortress?"

They nodded as Vittra spoke, "It held together you build a sturdy ship. Some damage but they are working it. That is what the humans are calling it, a ship...you have called it that once or twice."

Brycen nodded and got up, "Flying fortress, airship. I don't care so long as it works. Check on the others but tie yourself down when you can."

Brycen made his way to the control room and tied himself in, "What have we got?"

He looked over at the bloodstain on the ceiling and walls. The human looked at him, "This."

Brycen looked at it and saw an opening forming. Brycen asked, "Is that a colossus sized rodent?"

He nodded, "It gets better."

He watched the ship get swallowed. He looked at the lower display, "Looks like that jolt killed the fish."

He nodded, "All movement stopped four hours ago. I think we passed outside the rodent."

Brycen groaned, "Take us up. Slowly."

They started to rise slowly and seventy percent of the upper shield was covered in muck, or should he say rat shit. It dripped off of the bottom. Brycen sighed, "Tip the ship nose down."

He called out, "Stop." Tip us the other way slowly."

He pressed a crystal, "We appear to have passed through the digestive system of an epic rodent. We are trying to get the shit off of our force field without having to lower it. To allow us to see what is going on. Lower the sound shielding."

A very loud voice in common appeared to be singing a dwarven song of battle. One Brycen had not heard before. "BOMP, BOMP, ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST. BOMP, BOMP, BOMP, ANOTHER ONE BITES..."

He hit the control himself, "If one of the dwarves or a bard could identify that song for our records it would be appreciated."

The poison detection showed a poisonous atmosphere. They appeared to be in a cavernous man-made structure. "BRACE!"

He sighed, "We are dropping! I am jumping us."

The shields lit up and they stopped falling. They found themselves at a place that could only be described at the hells.

Brycen pressed a crystal, "Council to the control room." He looked down, "Poisonous."

He pulled up the display for God's-eyes." He went over and tried the interdimensional communication, "Can anyone hear me?"

He heard, "Thank the Gods. We thought we lost you."

He sighed at the sound of Patron Cartolus Silvertree's voice. "You have been gone for 3 weeks."

Brycen groaned, "We were gone from our perspective for 3 days. Apparently, time passed differently there."

Cartolus sighed, "Was that world usable?"

He laughed, "No. We appeared in a body of water, got swallowed by a fish 50 times as high as the tallest peak in our world. We tried to jump out as we were getting tossed about. We apparently killed the fish and the ship could not jump that large of a mass with the fish counted into it. Then we got swallowed by a giant rodent who ate the fish. We passed through the rodent's digestive system.

Then we worked to clear the shit off of our force shields and that caused us to get landed on by a fly 10 times the size of the ship. It could not take the weight so we jumped out killing the fly from what I could tell. We lost two dwarves, including the Paragon, an elf, and a human. Also 3 elven War Horses. All from sudden gravity changes or stress from those changes. I was out most of those 3 days, unconscious.

The Paragon did not listen and failed to strap himself in. We got bounced around badly. It would have been worse if the giants had not hit us with a rock the day before we were supposed to leave.

Then we realized we needed to account for a shift in gravity. This new one I would call the hells. No sense in sticking around other than we can only do these 3 times in one day and it could damage the tree. If we did that without giving it time to recharge."

Paragon Cartolus sighed, "When will you be able to go again?"

Brycen thought about it, "Eight hours is best unless we encounter something hostile. Take us higher and search the skies for any inhabitable moons. We will have to try and maintain contact with each jump. We will contact you again before we jump and when we return."

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Silver Rain went on to marry Brycen's eldest son Gerron and become his second wife. It was a good match as they were both clerics to the Lady of Dreams and he was an enchanter as well.

He was also Brycen's selected choice for the sword if anything should happen to him. Gerron was told this as well. He knew her from church so the courtship was quick. Especially after the first jump when she needed comforting as it scared the hell out of her.

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King Goldeagle held on sending out a message until he heard from Patron Silvertree that the ship made it to a second world. The first being only a 3 day stop and the reported issues they ran into including the dwarven Paragon's death.

He Contacted the Dwarven King himself, "They made contact. 2 dwarves died during the first jump, including your Paragon who did not tie himself down in his quarters. The other his chair snapped in half. There were more casualties including a few of the Elven War Horses.

Every race had some losses. Severe gravity shifts and they ended up on a world that ran 7 times slower than here. 3 days was 3 weeks. The ship held together and survived, from what I have been given, one of the most inhospitable worlds imaginable. The second one he compared to the 'heels' all poisonous. They will jump again in 8 hours."

The Dwarven King knew his clerics' magic had dropped off since the departure but was not about to advertise that weakness. He commented, "They did not contact me."

King Goldeagle sighed, "You were told unless the crystal was enchanted for interdimensional communication that it would fail. They made one for use and 2 backups to House Silvertree.

If you want to hear from House Silvertree directly then get a communication crystal to their Patron. He has someone monitoring from the gate. The stones are fixed into the gate on this side of the gate. It is manned and monitored at all hours."

King Goldeagle ended the communication glad the Dwarven King did not try to 'blame him' for the death of the Paragon. He sent out the following missive:

"To all of the Elven people,

Just over 3 weeks ago Duke Brycen Silvertree took his Flying Fortress called Eldar Base and launched it over our enemy lines to the south. That caused massive damage through them. It allowed us to route the forces since then. I am declaring us to still be at a state of war for the next 400 years.

Brycen has gone in search of a new world for our people, having built an interdimensional bridge that he is transporting half of to this new world. The other half lives inside the security shield in place on Silvertree Estates.

We will be going on the offensive. We have Gods' Eyes. The system rumored about he left in my care. Along with our Overwatch. We will work on eliminating pockets of necromancy from around our Kingdom and 1,000 miles out in all directions.

To do this I will be conscripting from all Elven races from the age of 85 to 685, half of every house or tribe's population into service to work into these forces as the needs arise. This includes all Gold-elf houses regardless of size or population as it does for our Snow Elves farther to the North.

Duke Brycen Silvertree is the Champion of Corellon Larethian. A cleric and Master Enchanter leading this search. working to save us from a prophecy made thousands of years ago. The same cleric who predicted Eldar and the new Grand Clerics in his age made this prophecy.

He made 21 of them and they have all come to pass. This one started with the Nova event from our Sun and signals this world's death. Our people will need to be battle-hardened and ready to survive in the wilds of a new world when the gate becomes operational.

In the meantime, we have to keep the people alive back here and protected. Procreation and tending to children are a few exceptions I will consider. Others are likely to be rejected.

King Goldeagle."

He passed the word that until the bridge was in place the information was not to be sent to Brycen or his replacement if something happened. They had enough to worry about. He would take action to save the people and prolong them being surrounded as long as he could. He ordered up enchanters to start working defenses around the Kingdom and along the borders.

He got contacted by the Patron of Morning Glow, "You are intending to take all of our youngest adults and thrust them into combat, Your Majesty?"

King Goldeagle glared at the stone, "No I intend to start at those who are 684 years of age and work down from there. Including you. Those who are infertile and not likely to live to see their families survive onto this new world. Giving the young time to raise families.

Those that are infertile will join them. Those who choose not to have families for one reason or another will join them. Eventually, it may come down to those who turned 85. Having them being on the front lines to save their children and their caretakers. Things will get worse. This is letting everyone know what is coming."

King Goldeagle turned it off and looked at 34 other Gold-elf Houses' crystals buzzing and 21 Moon-elf House crystals buzzing. He worked to give them all the same answer, starting with House Patrons. Silvertree's patron was almost 700 but he continued to serve and did not question the King's decision.

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Mia 33rd, 11658

They were lucky to make it back from the surface of that world alive. Brycen should have realized something was up when the topography kept changing on the flyover of the area. The place swarmed with earth elementals. They lost 3 human scouts who decided fighting was better than following orders and retreating. Brycen could not fix stupidity.

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Jula 3rd, 11674

Found a world that seemed perfect but the longer Brycen was there the weaker he felt. Reports came in from the ship that Gods' Eyes had stopped working and the shields were flickering on and off. He teleported them back to the ship using his sword as the spell was lost to memory and the portal was not operational. He got everyone seated, took them higher, stabilized the shield, and jumped them off this world that seemed to suck the life out of magic.

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Jana 36th, 11700

The tension between the races has been getting testy at times. The newest master human smith seems to be a big part of the problem. He had been the Human Master Smith for the last 20 years, but he had been getting more demanding as of late. Brycen could not just toss him for being a pain in the ass.

Yet he felt he had to keep an eye on him. Speaking of which he had a pair of twin daughters who would come of age soon. They had been looking at Brycen with hunger, both of them. He had Vittra checking into the possibilities realizing it could be a problem as well.

Hankin Roberts who had two sons, one a scout, Henry, and the other a Master Smith in training, named Patrick. Then his twin daughters Felisa and Mellissa. He was a widower. He did not like the bargain struck by his ancestors and wanted to renegotiate humans having control. They were in the majority of people on board the ship now.

Vittra reported back that Brycen was not mistaken as they knew he was the only elven male who did not look at them in disgust. He also stood up to their tyrant of a father. The other elves onboard consider them deformed because of their excessive breasts. They seemed to be promising candidates to both his wives for a change.

Vittra liked that they were so well endowed and Pelau just wanted more playmates finally. Their father wanted to marry them off to 2 different human families and the twins did not want to be separated. Humans did not do plural marriages. Elf-blooded had options.

Octa 1st, 11701

The twins 'disappeared' from their quarters after midnight. They were married within the hour. Brycen looked at the two of them, "You know your father will be extremely pissed off about this?"

They both nodded as they stripped out of their clothes, two red-headed women with green eyes, and their tits were even larger than Lorranu's tits were.

Felisa looked at him, "We are counting on it. He wanted to marry us off to men 20 years older than us who were widowers. To 'gain support' for his position against you."

Brycen shook his head, "He has no position as he cannot operate this vessel."

Mellissa looked at him, "He said running of the ship should have nothing to do with leading the people when humans outnumber the other groups."

Brycen sighed, "Not what tonight is about."

They both smiled and Mellissa held up a finger, "We are both still virgins. We have played around some but have been cautious in that department. Father walked in on us once and looked ready to kill us both while screaming his head off as he stormed out."

Brycen nodded, "Noted. I will talk with him tomorrow, or should I say in the morning."

They nodded and Felisa walked forward, "I get to go first."

He nodded. Brycen laid her down and Pelau and Vittra took up position on either side and started attacking her tits and upper body sending her into overload while he licked her sparsely haired cunt and brought her off orally a few times. He stepped back, "Pelau your turn to try her before I deflower her. Mellissa stepped over here and Vittra can give you instructions for doing oral on me."

She walked over and got on her knees and much like his first wedding night Vittra took over and they swapped his cock from mouth to mouth. He warned them, "I am very close to shooting off."

Vittra quickly stuck it back into Mellissa's mouth and he unloaded and caught her off guard. She got the few volleys and ended up wearing the rest which gave Vittra the opportunity to attack her tits.

Brycen looked down, "Keep away from her cunt until it is time. Besides, you are up to do oral on her sister."

She backed away reluctantly and the two ladies switched positions. He finally separated the ladies long enough to get the sisters side by side. He looked at them, "I am going to work to get you both pregnant, which is almost guaranteed. Then I will let you two have at each other's cunts to clean them up."

They chuckled and nodded. He smiled, "Only fitting that the only place you have not been able to stick your fingers should go to each other as you have been lovers for a while. Underaged lovers but still, now you are adults."

They laughed at that. He lined up and popped through Felisa's hymen to a short wail. he looked at her, "You are the first virgin I have taken but I have a guide and that should be the worst of it."

She nodded. He continued slowly until he was completely seated in her tight cunt and felt her muscles rippling. He smiled, "You feeling a lot of tiny little explosions in there?"

She nodded, "How did you know?"

Brycen chuckled, "The same book described this and we are going to have to switch this around a bit."

He picked her up and spun around and sat down with her knees on either side.

He looked at the ladies, "Nobody touches her. My wives have read this but if you want an orgasm to remember you are going to have to go at your own pace. You ladies have tits to play with and pussys to lick."

He interlocked fingers with her and he laid back, "This is your ride, you have to figure out the rhythm that works for you."

It took her 30 minutes to find her rhythm and another 10 to wail her head off as she clamped down on him. He rolled her over and fucked her fast and hard through it and she continued to wail until he stopped and unloaded into her. She looked up at Brycen, "That was epic."

Brycen smiled, "Here is to more epic nights ahead."

The ladies laughed. As the 2 wives had finished doing oral on her sister and each other.

He handed her both legs. "Now I got to do your sister. Keep hold of those."

He moved over and her eyes were big, "Will I be the same way?"

Brycen shook his head, "Possibly, but not guaranteed." He gave her 20 minutes of oral but knew after those 2 she might be sensitive. He sat up and positioned himself. He broke through Mellissa's hymen to a little yelping sound.

He looked at her, "One difference right there."

She nodded but her eyes were rolling around. Brycen started working his way down and she moaned on every thrust. It took him 8 thrusts to bottom out and she had 8 moaning orgasms, small ones all the way down. He looked at her, "You are going to be very different."

He went straight to a fast and furious pace and she calmed down and went with it. Their fingers interlocked. She got tighter and tighter over time and he leaned back and hit her soft spot inside and she wailed out a loud orgasm. He kept her doing it for a few minutes until he slid forward and filled her up. They sweated and breathed hard.