Dragonbane Keep Location Novels & Stories

She was the final ingredient missing from the universe bending to his will. He watched as the magic revealed the out-linings of the continent, closing in on a more prominent place. Lands passed by like time, getting ever closer to the final destination. Finally, his vision burst through a hazy sky, acreage, and landscapes pouring into view. Splotches of color took on more definite shapes, as it moved closer still. Forrest animals, big and small, taking shape, giving clues of location. There it was, an eagle eye view from Karlear Mountain, the place he sought--Forrest Keep.

Kalen called me forward to explain what I could about the battlefield’s location. “We know the location of where they are and where this war will be fought. Santuario del fuoco, or Sanctuary of Fire, is the location that once housed a thunder of extremely powerful dragons that were created by the union of a powerful elemental dragon and a powerful witch. There was a massacre generations ago where everyone, except for the Queen and one of her sons, were slaughtered. The lands and sanctuary hold a lot of power because the magic found within the thunder members released into their surroundings when they died. It would as one big power-up for the Demacores. There will be a way to cut them off fr

she muttered, rolling her eyes just as a group of men arrived carrying nets heavy with fish. Among them walked Draven. “He lost, Grandma!” one of the men called out, flashing a toothy grin. He had golden hair and piercing blue eyes, an aura of strength dancing around him like lightning. “Hi! So you must be our queen!” “Queen?” I echoed, my gaze darting between them. “Where is this place?” “This is Blue Whale,” Draven replied, tossing a few fish into a nearby basket. “The coastal city of Nightbane.” He glanced sideways. “And for the record, I’m a land wolf. I don’t do water. I have no ocean attributes.”

The Dragon King was already there with his own guards, waiting in what used to be the fortress's main hall. "King Thorne," he greeted. "Queen Luna Aveline. Thank you for coming." "You said you had information about Morgana," I said, not bothering with pleasantries. "So talk." "Direct as always," he said, almost amused. "Very well. My scouts have located Morgana's current hideout. She's holed up in the old Blackwood Ruins, about two hundred miles north of here." "How certain are you?" Aveline asked.

I suddenly feel cold hands reach out from behind me and pull me violently back. I shoot up startled as fear runs through my body. I quickly look around me and realize I'm back in my room. I flop down on my bed and stare up at the ceiling. It's been two weeks since I've moved into the Draven manor in the town of Draphend and each night is as sleepless as the one before. I was hired by Mr. Draven to be a live-in sitter for his youngest child, a 7 year old girl named Lorie. She's a relatively sweet and calm child. Very mature for her age but she often clings to me. She speaks often of her brother's Nicolae and Victor, neither of whom I have yet to meet. The same day I was hired Mr. Draven had t

And an amazing meal it was, Markus adding in bread he had stored in his bag, it was wrapped up in a strange coloured leaf. "So how big is Dracoterrum?" Rex asked, he had heard of many place names, but wasn't able to put the names to an actual location, so Markus pulled out a rolled up page from his saddlebag, unrolling it and beckoned for Rex to come closer. Pointing at the lower middle section of the map Markus said, this is the gateway, if we travel up and to the north west we will travel past the Ragnar Mountains, after passing those we change direction to a little more north which will lead us into the land of Hale and your home which is here." He pointed to a place on the map called Dra

Then it dawns on them, crisp and clear, they’ve lost the clasp-Amira’s hair claps made of musgravite stone. ~~~ A full grown red-winged beast flying through the airy womb of sky and gliding through the mountains high and low meets with two other humongous dragons, one that can easily be identified as a rock dragon with the semi-stones covering its entirety while the other one, a desert dragon dominated by Khaki and four sharp horns that curves up to it neck. With the direction they are navigating, one can tell they’re off to the Kingdom of Hauraya. “Can you explain to me what happened?” Douman, the sovereign among the gold dragons, demands answer from his youngest daughter, Alianah, who just

He says looking down at me now. "Cleaning, why?" I asked without understanding. "Prince Senya, have you ever been to a fight?" Barinor asked, ignoring my question. I let him go and looked at my fiance. "Yes, it's a horrible sight." "Then I'll let the explanation be up to you, I must go find a place for Glydor before too many people ask questions." He says getting ready to leave. "There is a nice cave nearby, it's pretty far into Bazalous Forrest, but there are beautiful gems and stones. I don't know the best habitat for a dragon but I figured I'd suggest it." Senya responds as Barinors hand is on the door frame.

Amelia asked curiously, trying to appear like she was covering all of her bases before she left. "Yes, this path here is the best. It will take you through the Village of Treasure, it's where a bulk of the dragon's treasure is buried. The keepers of the treasure are kind dragons. There's a family of shifters living there. The only family I know of in the kingdom, but they will take you in and protect you if you need it. They can get you to the castle safely, they have a positive rapport with the dragons, which the rest of us do not have," Saerus continued.

Fear settled heavily inside my chest because I had no idea why. The Dragon Wolf suddenly moved. Fast. Purposeful. The beast climbed a snow-covered ridge. Then stopped. Its massive body turned toward me. Waiting. I followed. Kael followed too. When I reached the top, my breath caught. Far in the distance stood ancient ruins. Partially hidden beneath ice and snow. Broken towers. Collapsed walls. Forgotten stone structures. An entire sanctuary buried beyond the Northern Border.