Daeris Ka'areth Blackbow's Literatures

It's been weeks since Drakath was defeated and the Hero discovered her true identity. She thought it was high time to finally explain to Galanoth who she was before she was... reborn. What she didn't expect was the guilt that her friend would feel because of it.

Galanoth, being the leader of the Dragonslayers, expects dragons and their kin to fear him. What he doesn't expect is for them to flirt with him.

The Hero of Falconreach. A name known to all, civilians and villains alike. The famed selfless and virtuous woman, who alongside her fearsome and equally famed dragon, has saved the world numerous times. She conquered Akriloth. She vanquished Wargoth. She even went toe to toe with Sepulchure, the undead Lord of the Shadowscythe himself- and won. Her story has and will be dutifully inscribed by Loremasters all over the continent, to be regarded as a tale of legend.

But this isn't that story. No, this is the story of Daeris Kaareth, the Hero's not-so-heroic, somewhat selfish, and not-at-all-virtuous cousin and her tale of survival; her hardly recognized rise from the harshest of odds, to saving the world in her own right, all while drunkenly stealing and scoundreling her way through Lore with all number of exasperated characters dragged along for the bumpy ride.

Did you really expect anything else?

I am the epitome of death. The time of purification is at hand.

where the hero walked, death was always close behind- for they were one and the same, now.