Bahamut is known as the dragon god of justice, a subservient deity to Torn, the god of law. As such, those who commit themselves to him are tested through extreme trials to judge their worth and their valor, in terms of bravery and the compassion they show to others.
Sayori, who has escaped the bounds of a cruel and unjust script written for her and brought purpose to those around her.
Dave, who has defied time itself to carve a way of life that brings light and joy to others.
Roxas, who has found a path for himself while walking in the shadows of another's light.
Bahamut deems the three of you who have sacrificed so much, worthy.
In the flash of an instant, the three of you are bathed in a silver flame, encompassing the entirety of your body. Make no mistake, it burns and singes your skin, and every moment of it is felt as if you were standing within a dragon's breath attack. But as you endure this trial, you're each brought to your knees and made to bow.
But you resist.
One by one, by perhaps your encouragement in each other, or the faith you share in the stories that you've weaved, begin to fight back through the pain, the torment, the-- trial-- and hear, in a resounding roar towards the back of your mind.
"SCHAKRI VUR BENSVELK KORNARI MABLIKI, SI VOENLLYL DOUT RELGR. WER TRIALUM WUX TEPOHA EHAISMA TEPOHA SHATH PREAH, KILITH VUR ITOV. QE SHAD PERSVEK SIA MITNE EKESS DRONILNR INGOWIL VUR KILITH EKESS NOMENO TRESKRI."
It's draconic, of course, which probably means that none of you understand what the voice is saying, but after that moment passes, the three flames are snuffed out, and the shrine in front of you crumbles to dust.
In Sayori's hands, she holds a quiver of arrows. When drawn, the tip lights ablaze in the same silver flame that had engulfed you. But when you knock it into an area, it does no damage to an enemy. Instead, the conflagration rages outward, to a circle of 5 feet in all diameter, staying stationary to where it landed.
Dave, on the other hand, gains nothing visible at first. But he's been studying up on his wild shape, and should he try to focus on the image of a platinum dragon, he'll be able to turn into one. To keep this from being gamebreaking, we'll also say that he's significantly weaker than an adult dragon- along the lines of a young silver dragon.
And Roxas, before you all, now stands clad in platinum armor. His keyblade has gained a new keychain, the effigy of a dragon's face. When looking at it, the blade itself resembles the spikes on the back of a dragon. Attached to his back is a perfectly smooth shield with Bahamut's symbol etched onto it.
You're going to have to figure out how these three things can be used to take down a legendary foe such as an adult Black dragon, but... these will certainly help you along the way.
Go forth, paladins of the Platinum Dragon. Destiny awaits.
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Bahamut is known as the dragon god of justice, a subservient deity to Torn, the god of law. As such, those who commit themselves to him are tested through extreme trials to judge their worth and their valor, in terms of bravery and the compassion they show to others.
Sayori, who has escaped the bounds of a cruel and unjust script written for her and brought purpose to those around her.
Dave, who has defied time itself to carve a way of life that brings light and joy to others.
Roxas, who has found a path for himself while walking in the shadows of another's light.
Bahamut deems the three of you who have sacrificed so much, worthy.
In the flash of an instant, the three of you are bathed in a silver flame, encompassing the entirety of your body. Make no mistake, it burns and singes your skin, and every moment of it is felt as if you were standing within a dragon's breath attack. But as you endure this trial, you're each brought to your knees and made to bow.
But you resist.
One by one, by perhaps your encouragement in each other, or the faith you share in the stories that you've weaved, begin to fight back through the pain, the torment, the-- trial-- and hear, in a resounding roar towards the back of your mind.
"SCHAKRI VUR BENSVELK KORNARI MABLIKI, SI VOENLLYL DOUT RELGR. WER TRIALUM WUX TEPOHA EHAISMA TEPOHA SHATH PREAH, KILITH VUR ITOV. QE SHAD PERSVEK SIA MITNE EKESS DRONILNR INGOWIL VUR KILITH EKESS NOMENO TRESKRI."
It's draconic, of course, which probably means that none of you understand what the voice is saying, but after that moment passes, the three flames are snuffed out, and the shrine in front of you crumbles to dust.
In Sayori's hands, she holds a quiver of arrows. When drawn, the tip lights ablaze in the same silver flame that had engulfed you. But when you knock it into an area, it does no damage to an enemy. Instead, the conflagration rages outward, to a circle of 5 feet in all diameter, staying stationary to where it landed.
Dave, on the other hand, gains nothing visible at first. But he's been studying up on his wild shape, and should he try to focus on the image of a platinum dragon, he'll be able to turn into one. To keep this from being gamebreaking, we'll also say that he's significantly weaker than an adult dragon- along the lines of a young silver dragon.
And Roxas, before you all, now stands clad in platinum armor. His keyblade has gained a new keychain, the effigy of a dragon's face. When looking at it, the blade itself resembles the spikes on the back of a dragon. Attached to his back is a perfectly smooth shield with Bahamut's symbol etched onto it.
You're going to have to figure out how these three things can be used to take down a legendary foe such as an adult Black dragon, but... these will certainly help you along the way.
Go forth, paladins of the Platinum Dragon. Destiny awaits.