Silvertree Chronicles Bk 01 Ch 17

Silvertree Chronicles Book One, Chapter 17, The World Awaits (Dragon Wars Enhanced Edition)

Synopsis: The life of Eldar Silvertree from graduation at the prestigious Elven Academy and desire to leave it behind; only to return full circle to shake Elven Society to the core.

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Authors warning: This section contains scenes of incest between sisters.

Authors Note: For those who have not read my bio, please note I write as a form of therapy for a Traumatic Brain Injury. I know the English majors will probably encounter issues that annoy them. If these are your focus, instead of the story itself, then this is not the story for you. I am not and will never be a professional writer.

I do it to tell the story, for those who wish to read them. I originally submitted this story back in mid-2017 to mid-2018. I have worked to try and improve my writing style while struggling with this issue. I have added some editing software and written a few other stories. Now I am revising and editing this earlier work to try and bring it up to a higher standard from what I have managed to learn over the last few years.

Chapter 17

Birth of the Banshee

True to her word Annette was on Eldar's cock four hours later. She must have found his morning wood and decided to take it for a ride. She moved slow, a lot slower than normal. She enjoyed squeezing him as she tried to milk the seed out of him. She was such a different lover than the first time when she was physically and emotionally a wreck.

Charlemagne helped to ground Eldar, to give him a reason to live for someone else. They helped to ground Annette and to find her place in the world. To reclaim her life. She sped up now as she realized he was short on time. He moved one hand to her clit and rubbed the outside of her nether-hole with the other as he sat up with her in his lap. She moved faster and she whispers in his ear, "Put it in, just a little."

He slid that index finger harder across the hole and she started to go faster and he didn't even have it in, it was slow pressure. She clenched down on him hard as the ring popped open and his index finger was in just past the nail bed and not even the first knuckle. She slams down hard and fully clenched twice more and screamed out an ear-splitting moaning wail of a climax and he shot his seed up into her.

She wailed out over and over again with each shot of seed that splashed inside her. Charlemagne woke up now and got a towel because half of the bed was soaked as Annette started spraying over and over again across the 3 of them.

Annette looked at Eldar, "I came multiple times every time you hit deep inside my womb with your seed. It was like magic that caused me to ride onto the next wave. Not as painful as that first time when you made me cum 11 times. I don't know how to describe it."

Eldar looked at her, "It was making love one-on-one slowly. It made it easy to let you build up without triggering the mini-orgasms. You controlled the pace and what you wanted me to do. It works for you then it will work for me."

She kissed him hard before she commented, "I wish we had more time but we got to get you cleaned up and dressed." She kissed him one more time. She cried tears of happiness because she had found her way to full multiple orgasms.

He stood after she got off of his cock and she rolled off onto her side. Charlemagne came in with a towel and licked him clean and patted his ass as she toweled him off, "Tonight more time. You got it!"

Eldar nodded to her and gave a smile as Charlemagne leaned over to work on Annette's seed-filled cunt. Annette's juices still gushed from the trembling she continued to experience.

He cast a few cantrips and cleaned himself up and got dressed. Annette moaned loudly again and there was a knock on the door. He waited for both of them to be under the covers on the other side of the bed. Eldar got to the door and opened it.

The snooty High Elf looked at him, "There have been complaints about the noise this morning coming from this room. I came to see if everything is alright."

Both ladies were covered. Eldar opened the door up wider so he could see them as they stared at him from the bed.

Eldar glared at him, "Sorry if the wake-up call bothered others. But when you have 2 wives demanding your attention things happen. I would suggest adding some silence spells to your fine establishment's walls because with the changes coming you will have a lot more people fucking each other silly in your inn."

He looked at Eldar, "You cannot have 2 wives; it is illegal!"

Eldar glared at the little snooty High Elf, "I am here in this district visiting the King and Queen who are both aware of my 2 wives. Talk with Jarron if you are concerned. I have a meeting to get to this morning.

With Jarron and the Master Weaponsmith Moon Blade to commission his work. If you wish to file a complaint with the King and Queen then I suggest you give them my name, Eldar Silvertree. Make sure to tell them it is for having sex with his 2 wives in your inn room."

Eldar pushed past him, closed the door, and knocked on the door for Tiger.

Tiger opened and he asked, "Did you get those weapons?"

He shook his head. "Get another hour I will find out what is going on and we will come to see you when I find out more."

The snooty Elf followed Eldar as he headed downstairs. Eldar saw Jarron and another man.

Eldar,

"Karti'Ros, does he carry a moon-blade?"

Karti'Ros,

"Yes, it is the first of us."

Eldar looked at Jarron, "Jarron, you want to deal with this innkeeper? He is upset because my wives were a little noisy in waking me for this meeting. I told him to file a complaint with the Palace."

Jarron shook his head, "You cannot even get out of bed without getting into some kind of trouble."

Jarron looked at the innkeeper, "Go speak with our escorts outside if you have an issue innkeeper."

The innkeeper walked out to talk with the escorts. Eldar walked to Jarron and nodded to his guest. "Good to finally meet you. I have been looking forward to seeing you for days now. I have a letter for you. It was for me but I thought you would like to see it. The name is Eldar Silvertree."

He took the letter. He looked at it for several minutes and handed it back to Eldar.

He finally spoke, "Gatrius'Kar Moon Blade, I know your father."

Eldar nodded, "He was severed from the blade and it was given to me by him at my wedding."

Now Moon Blade asked, "How did this happen?"

Eldar,

"Karti'Ros left hand."

He looked at Moon Blade, "It is my family's sword which I am now the caretaker of. You will notice the changes in the grip and moonstone. If you would like to discuss it further, we should find a place to talk. Jarron, did the packs arrive yet? We still need to pull those weapons for Tiger and Keyno so he can examine them."

Jarron nodded, "I will go and wake those 2 to retrieve their items. The packs are in the room where the meeting is taking place. Did not want to wake people. I am sure you 2 can talk without me."

They walked toward the meeting room. Eldar kept his sword out and the little innkeeper entered in a huff and went behind his desk and glared at Eldar.

They entered the room, "What has Jarron told you thus far?"

Gatrius, "Nothing. He wanted you here to have the discussion."

Gatrius looked at Eldar as he set his sword on the table, and they sat on the table. Eldar flipped the blade so he could see the symbols on the end of the hilt. Eldar looked to him with questions, "What can sever a Moon Blade from its owner while the previous owner did not die? Yet his chosen rune is added to the sword?

At the same time fundamentally change the grip, hilt, and pommel of the sword? Then I get those 10 crates and am told to see you? The Crates have the same interlocking 'CL' characters, Gatrius?"

He looks at Eldar, "It would take tremendous power to make those changes."

Eldar looked at him, "How many runes on your sword, and do you know them all?"

Moon Blade looks at him, "It gives you access over time. I know 6 out of 17."

Eldar nodded, "This one has 11 and I know them all. The spirits of the sword have been removed. The original intelligence to judge is all that remains. All the powers are tied to fragments of those spirits. I was asking those questions to see if the changes applied to mine had been applied to others."

He sheathed his sword, "The changes to my sword were done by The Lady of Dreams at my wedding to 2 wives. Witnessed in the palace by the King and Queen. The Lady told me her husband, Corellon Larethian, chose me to be his Champion. That tells you what the emblem on the crates means and the letter I showed you."

Gatrius stared at him for a moment, "Given what you have shown me...I find it hard to doubt you. Why did he send you to me?"

Eldar nodded, "I did not know my father had this blade. I had never seen him draw it. I barely saw him in the first 84 years of my life. I decided to form a cross-border mercenary company to protect the southern border. I had already decided on the name, Gray Blades. Based out of the village of Quatarsia."

Gatrius looked confused, "I have never heard of this village."

Eldar pulled out the papers and laid them across the table, "It exists now. We are building it. Along with a garrison. We will provide border protection across the southern border. To cover 400 square miles of territory building up to the maximum allowed size of 200 men and women.

Those 200 will have Elves, Half-elves, Dwarves, Centaurs, Halflings, and Humans. As long as they bring skills and determination to the mission and can live up to the town's name."

Keyno and Tiger walked in. Eldar looked at Moon Blade and pointed to their 2 human arrivals, "They ran into someone who sundered weapons. They are unique to this part of the world. We wanted to see if you could make and possibly even improve on the designs of the weapon.

They are my first human officers in this company. Tiger is a master at unarmed combat specializing in the capture or killing of a target with his bare hands and feet. Keyno is a Zen archer. She can nail the center of a target at over 200 feet on horseback firing behind her while hanging upside down.

Tiger, show him your sai as well. He is a Master Weaponsmith. I had Keyno demonstrate her skills to my village Wood Elf master bow maker. She destroyed their targeting range with one arrow 100 feet away. He said she was worthy of crafting a bow for her.

These are the kind of people I am looking for and I was lucky to find them. They are on the initial charter. Tell me what you think of the weapons. They can explain the purpose, I want to check on something in the meantime."

Eldar left the Master Weaponsmith with the 2 humans as they went over the weapons design and purpose. He walked out and talked to the grumpy innkeeper, "Has everything been straightened out?"

He nodded, "You are an official guest. A mercenary commander who is working with the palace on several issues."

Eldar nodded, "I am also a Grand Master Blade Singer."

He looked at Eldar, "You are so young!"

Eldar looked back, "I am the only 4-time champion of the Academy. I effectively graduated as a Grand Master."

He calmed a bit and nodded as he glanced at the ring on Eldar's hand. Eldar left him and went back to see how things were going with Gartius. Keyno and Tiger walked out smiling.

Eldar looked to Gartius, "Can you make these items?"

He looked up, "I probably could, I take it you want those as gray metal as well. My ancestors did that work, long before the Moon Blades back in the 5th Age and even today, it just requires a drop of steel in each blade to bind them. There is no steel in a Moon Blade."

Eldar nodded, "I know and that was another reason to use it, it reflects the 3 primary members of this Alliance. Next question: what do you know about the ritual used to reactivate a dead Moon Blade? I know prayer at a holy site favored by the Lady of Dreams and Corellon. Anything else?"

Gatrius smiled with some excitement, "You have a dead one?"

Eldar shook his head, "I have 2." Gatrius fell back into his seat. "Would you like to see them?"

He nodded excitedly. Eldar pulled the wrapped blades. He pulled the long sword and placed it on its sheath. He then did the same for the bastard sword, "My sword confirmed they are real. Any more details on the ritual would be appreciated. The long sword is destined to go to the royal family.

The bastard sword is another matter. I want to give it to the last known member of the Dusk Moon family and one of my lieutenants. He does not know yet. There will be a big presentation at the academy in 2 days. I will be the guest speaker."

Gartius spoke, "Holy water. The swords must be placed in holy water while the wielder holds the blade and prays to Corellon Larethian. At night so the moons are out. I do not know if the phase of the moon matters or not. The place must hold significance to the Gods."

Eldar nodded, "The place I was married to my two wives by the Lady of Dreams. The night the sword was changed."

He looked at Eldar, "You are going to try and reactivate both swords on the same night?"

Eldar smiled, "Yes I am. I will be standing right there with them. Would you care to join them? The Lady of Dreams might be able to help you as well to master all the runes on your sword. She might change it like mine. She may do nothing. As holders of Moon Blades, I think we should join them in this ritual. Our blades in the water with the ones being reborn.

Then Corellon Larethian might be inclined to listen and judge their worthiness. We will leave in 5 days if you are interested. If you know any other Moon Blade wielders you could invite them. We might establish a new ritual."

Gatrius smiled, "I will contact what families I know. Those who have blades even if inactive."

Eldar smiled again, "Then I would pass along this recommendation. The person who wishes to try and use an inactive Moon Blade must be dedicated to protecting the elves. Not corrupted by the politics of court or House. Blade Singers, fighters, and those who will use the sword.

The wielder must be willing to wield the weapon and highly skilled in that type of weapon. Be ready to wield it in war. War will come. It is not a status symbol it is an oath to the elven people. ALL of the elven people. High Elves to Half-Elves."

He looked at Eldar, "Good advice. My father said something along those lines. He did not list classes or Half-Elves but he had similar advice."

Eldar presented the list from his men.

Eagle Eye--longsword.

Skinner--short sword, dagger, throwing dagger

Cook--short sword, dagger, throwing dagger

Hunter--longsword

Charlemagne--2 rapiers

Fireball--longsword

Doc--Mace (note added by Eldar make all the ridges look like crescent moons. No openings curved edges with the head with a rounded top to look like a full moon)

Keyno--wakizashi (Elven flair)

Tiger--2 Fire wheels (Elven flair)

Tranosa--Bastard sword, (Eldar--HOLD Do not start this one)

Note from Eldar: Etch in a double crescent moon, make each sword handle unique in this set. Rapiers should have half guards, double crescents moons, and also a blue sapphire in the middle. It should look like the necklace I will show you.

"This is the list and this..." He pulled out the necklace, "This is what I would like them to look like I realize the stones may not cut this way without magical assistance but a double crescent holding a sapphire could look like this."

Gatrius looks at the list, "The sapphires would be easier if we went around the stone. Have a double crescent over it so it is all blue around the edges of the moons. It would look very nice. The mace would be a work of art. The full moon at the top could be polished so it stands out better."

Eldar looked at him, "The mace is going to our Cleric who worships the Lady of the Dreams. I would like the multiple weapons listed on Cook, Skinner, Charlemagne, and Tiger should match for each owner. Each longsword should be unique and all of the items have to be of masterwork quality so they can be enchanted. You know that already as you make nothing less. Get back to me on the costs.

I know we have provided some of the high-cost materials so that should offset. They need to go to an enchanter so my people and I know it will be a few months. Get with Jarron on the enchantments he is on the hook to pay for some of it."

Jarron stepped around the corner, "Get with me about what?"

Eldar looked at him, "Handling the enchantments on the weapon for our people. The only one I am on the hook for in that list is Charlemagne and she has her own money; speaking of which when do I get paid?"

Jarron sighed, "I will have it sent to your account here. I know you have earned it...most of it anyway." Jaron was still a bit miffed about the back-to-back blowjobs in front of the Queen that he had to endure from the Drow Prisoner.

Eldar smiled, "I have an account? When does my team's new pay rates increase?"

Jarron sighed, "As of yesterday, the human side of the agreement should be done today the dwarven side before we get back. The team is waiting to go shopping for clothes. This team is costing me a fortune! Here is your account number."

Eldar chuckled, "But we are worth it. We still need to work on getting you laid."

Jarron rolled his eyes as Eldar sheathed and wrapped up the swords and put them back in the bag of holding. He slid them inside his armor under his clothes. He did not want to leave them anywhere. He looked at Jarron and whispered, "Are you wanting to bring Tiger and Keyno into your group?"

Jarron sighed, "They will be trainers in their skills?"

Eldar nodded, "They will not live an elven lifetime being Human, their lives are so much shorter. But with as many things we have to discuss at times, it gets tough to talk around them. I want to keep them. I would like to see their skills shared with as many people as we can get trained. Like their own children and grandchildren. Let me grab Charlemagne. We can get her input."

He called Charlemagne over to them.

Gatrius walked up, "Will you be staying here long?"

Eldar looked at Jarron, "Are we? The inn guy seemed rather pissy. Are we staying here?"

Jarron sighed, "I have no plans to move you this week."

Eldar nodded, "I am not abstaining from sex with my wives either. He can either fix his thin walls or deal with it."

Jarron chuckled, "Alright, I will have a word with the innkeeper. Make sure your guys are in rooms in one hall. We put the married people away from the other rooms; best I can do."

Eldar smiled at him, "Best to take care of that after our conversation with Charlemagne. We can get packs to the right rooms when we know which ones are assigned."

Jarron looked at Moon Blade, "You can find them here."

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Moon Blade left to attend to his shop. Gatrius's mind was swirled with activities he needed to do to get in touch with the other houses. With the impure bastard son of his friend Heliar being made a Champion by the Gods.

He knew changes were coming at the elven people rapidly. The changes to the sword were the Work of a Master like himself. He had no reason to doubt it as his sword confirmed it was genuine, as were the 2 dead Moon Blades.

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Eldar looked at Jarron, "We are leaving in 5 days."