What Even Is Adventuring?

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It Jaehaerys very little time to travel from his kingdom, westward to the westernmost region of the Dawn. In truth, the kingdom was more Northwestern than strictly North anyway. He arrived at the En Gulf with the one and only person he would ever allow to act as his escort, Modana.

Walking along a cliff side of the En Gulf and heading South by Southeast, Jaehaerys wasn't actually sure where he was going. More than anything, he had only wanted to stretch himself out, loosen up, and adapt to whatever changes to the world may have occurred during his time asleep. For as beautiful as Eshsira was, she was equally as infuriating and Jaehaerys rather not be bothered with her pettiness if he could help it. He wasn't that weak-willed little drakeling she'd ushered to the throne after usurping power from his absentee father.

"You're lightly dressed, Jaehaerys. Not expecting trouble?" Modana asked, walking alongside her emperor but lagging behind him only slightly. Even though she was his right hand woman, and his most prized advisor, she didn't think so highly of herself that she could walk adjacent to him.

Jaehaerys ran a couple of fingers through his long silvery white hair, allowing the winds to caress it gently with the easy breeze. "Whatever do you mean? I have my most powerful shield and sword with me." He casually brushed her question aside for now. He wasn't actually sure what she was actually getting at. Modana was a practical woman and didn't worry about the way he dressed himself. There must have been something she was worrying about.

Modana breathed deeply, placing a hand to the pommel of the blade at her hip. Unlike Jaehaerys, she was in her fully armored grab, as she usually was. "I meant for negotiations. They tend to trend sour when you're looking to acquire brides." After all that was the reason for what Jaehaerys had set out on this adventure.

Jaehaerys chuckled quickly after she spoke, "Oh that was a lie. I have enough, there aren't anymore treasures in this world that I wish to collect...." He turned his eyes to Modana briefly, slyly. "Save for one..." before closing them and folding his arms. He'd prefer just to walk in silence for a while.

Aeragon stroked the heads of his children, gently as it were as not to startle them. Once the dome thing came down, Aeragon's eyes flashed behind his mask, concealed from view by the helmet, and he began reverting the Imperium to its normal state and transported it here where everyone was, getting a visual reaction of awe from his two wards. The actual feat, in and of it, wasn't very impressive though.

Casually, he knelt down, to look into the faces of his children, Tama specifically, as he focused on rubbing her head while Jaehaerys, like a shy younger child would, just cling to his cloak with one of his small hands and the toy figure in the other. "Nah I think it's for the best if I take these kiddies elsewhere so they can play their game. I'll feel better about it. Just a gut feeling really."

After that, once the Imperium was reduced to what could almost be mistaken as a lego style play set or something of that nature, it dropped into the palm of Aeragon's free hand as he rose to his feet. "Agreed as well." He remarked to the Judgemaster.

Aeragon said nothing, for a time at least. He stashed the imperium play set on his person somewhere, his hand holding it disappearing behind his back in between it and his cloak before reappearing empty, and scooped up both his children in his arms so that he could take them with him safely when he made this final jump.

"Just a little knowledge, so you don't wonder what whore, or slut, or bitch, or ho went on to become the mother of these children. They don't have one at all. They're my children no doubt, but were just spawned from me without the need of a woman. Mana never comes back, Maina and Naina fuse but end up dead in the end, my gun is all that remains of them, and I outlive everyone else. At the end of it all, these two are really the only things I have left and I wanna watch them have fun, and I realize it should be free of someone else's rules. I think they should live out their wildest dreams the way they want to, and this isn't the best place for that."

He stopped talking, letting himself begin to fade away from the bottom of his boots and traveling upwards, "At the end of it all, I think I might have just realized where we actually stand. Some things are so beautiful for the very reason that they are unobtainable. There always needs to be a chase, or the game would end." With that, the fading finally caught up to the necks and heads of Aeragon and his children before they were spirited away back Aeragon's hub in the center of the Multiverse.