Dragonbane Keep Location Novels & Stories

“These legendary beasts are summoned in the Dragonshire, located in the southern region of ETristanos… the Dragon Mountains.” Tristan’s eyebrows rose in surprise. “You’re saying it’s half-world away from here?” he asked, pointing his finger on the table. The white-cloaked mages nodded. “That’s how difficult it is, my king. Even the travel itself of going there will already cost blood, sweat, and tears.” Tristan licked his lower lip for a moment before rising from his chair. “Fine. I’ll go there.” “Pardon, your grace?” Councilor Vornell raised an eyebrow. “But you can’t.”

Mia said to Raj, “Hi Raj, lucky you were here! Where is Dane?” So she did know the arrogant bastard and was attracted to him. What the fuck? Andy thought. He would need to keep a close eye on her. He did not want her to be hurt again and Dr Raj looked like bad news. ****

I cleared my throat awkwardly, scratching my neck and quickly trying to brush it aside. “ But Dragon? We know where she is now, right? Should we not focus on that? Make a plan to get her back? For the first time, we know where she is with whom, and we need to act now.” “It is not that easy. Yes, we know where the dragon lives; the problem is getting there.” “Okay? Is it far away? “ Confused, I watched as they all sent that strange look between them. “What?” “His castle is not in this realm but above the skies.”

I chose not to respond to these comments. A knock on the door brings everyone back to the present. I think we were all getting lost in our thoughts. “Enter,” Ares states loud enough for the person on the other side of the mahogany wood door to hear. “I think I found a lead on Draco!” Ani jumps as she comes stumbling into the room holding a book from the archives. “Oh?” “This book mentions that dragons live in either very very cold or VERY hot places...so, if we can find a witch to cast a locator spell...we can pin him down since he will either be in one of these extremes,” Ani explains.

I called the two fastest in the pack. Yes, master, they chimed “Go find Clayton and Brollen. Get them to the tower as soon as possible. We need everyone in on this.” I knew where they had most likely taken her, Sephtis Bruen's keep. It was located at the base of the lobotian mountains and bordered on the west by the sea. It would take a miracle to get her out of there. But, I would die trying if that's what it took.

And Borc had long since killed himself, ingesting a poison tablet hidden in his molar after Jade Zahn tortured him horrifically. With all the other options out, Frank could only go to Kornac's Keep as Abel had suggested to save Mark's life. - After a few days of rest and preparation, Frank drove to Norsedam. Kornac's Keep was not particularly famous on the east coast, let alone Draconia, but they certainly held a strong reputation locally. In fact, on the day of the trials and Frank arrived at the gates, he was surprised by the crowds he was seeing.

In a calm voice, I ask, “What is your plan for Monday? How are we going to deal with the vampires?” Taran lets out a sigh, “I am not letting you go alone. Tomorrow, I want you to wear my clothes. Your scent will help cover mine. I also went back to Tantallon castle temple last night and found something to cover my scent.” “Have you found anything in the books? Where should we start looking for the stone?” I ask, a little too excited. Something about searching for the dragon stone is raising my adrenaline. Taran looks sad, “No, but something in me says to find my mother first. I want to know where they looked. The books aren’t completely accurate.”

Could it be possible he would be willing to help her if she asked? Maybe. And if he refused, at least she would have tried to meet him. But where could she possibly find Kael Drenvarr? All Maera knew was that Kael Drenvarr lived in an old castle on the far side of Howlshade Forest, though she had never set foot there. She had no idea how far it was from her home, and she knew no taxi driver would agree to go that way. If Kael Drenvarr happened to be there, it would be her good fortune. But if he wasn't, then it would be double misfortune for her.

A howl cuts the air. Not wolf. Not Hollow. Draven. From the south. From Duskbane. King voice. Rage voice. Grief voice. One word. “WREN!” The bond rips. Pain. His pain. Something’s wrong at the keep. “Wrath,” I say. “Go.” He’s gone. Fifty Hollow with him. I pick up Cove. Rowan grabs Ash. Lyana runs back, Pride safe. We run. Sundown in two hours. And Duskbane is screaming.

“It is a country with hot climate, and it is where most dragons have lived. The people of Drava worship Phlareus; the Sun God, the immortal phoenix.” “The second country was Stormir, in the southern region,” Jade pointed at the south of Galadhor, “The dwarves that dominated the region have produced the best quality of swords and weapons to help the humans fight the Legion. They have this unique mineral called Thunderite which they use in blacksmith.”