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“One day, I will become a proper Artisan.”
A semi-Selective RP blog for Bravad, a Spyro the dragon OC of a Adolescent artisan apprentice. Nervous to a fault, but always ready to help out. If you are interested in RPing, please do not be afraid to follow, send an ask, or message me. Follows back from @a-glitched-dragon
"Hmm, yes, that is one method and a very useful one at that. But there is a plethora of ideas and methods to which magic can be used in making art. Allow me to demonstrate." She says with a big smile.
She then produces several buckets of paint and a canvas. With a wave of her hand, the paint suddenly flies from their buckets, and into the air. Each one forms a ball that floats around Reyna. Bit by bit, she takes globs of paint and decorates the canvas with them. After a moment, she makes a nice looking landscape painting of the very courtyard they're all in.
"With the right focus and application of magic types, you can manipulate your artistic tools of trade in new ways!" She states smiling.
Bravad watched in amazement as Reyna conjured up the paint buckets and the canvas. He wondered if this was full on conjuration of the tools, or if she had simply teleported them from wherever they may have been stored. Either way, it was not something he had seen before.
"Fascinating!" Bravad responded as he watched "I would never have thought about using magic in a way such as this. I don't think the other artisans have either." Bravad said, giving Reyna a clap "I may be getting a little bit ahead, but would anyone be capable of learning magic like this?
"Hmm, well, mom usually tries to keep things practical. She wants to make sure you understand the material and methodology involved. So, if she's preparing a lesson for you in mind, there's likely to be artistic applications of magic involved." Slane muses.
"Ooooo, sounds fun!" Rezna says, perking up excitedly.
"I certainly hope it is." Reyna says, as she comes back, lesson plans in hand.
The other four children gather around Reyna in even spacing, like it's very practiced for them.
"Now, class, today's lesson will be about application of magic in artistic endeavors. Would anyone like to share ideas and thoughts about how one would use magic in creating art?" She asks, opening the floor to discussing this.
Bravad would take a seat next to Slane, giving the same even spacing as the others. An artistic lesson would certainly be something that he was familiar with, though he was curious to see how Reyna would go about teaching such a lesson.
At Reyna's question the dragon would raise a claw. "I have one idea, having heard some discussion of it by the painter dragons in the artisans lands." Bravad started "Magic could be used to temporally create a more physically looking illusion that could be used as a still life of sorts to paint. Sometimes you don't have access to something to use as a still life, but with magic you can just create a temporary version for whatever you may want to paint.
"They're very handy. Mama usually gives them out to those she considers friends when she travels across the multiverse. So, she'll probably give you one before you go home...I already said that, sorry." Leni looks embarrassed over repeating himself.
"Hehehe. Leni can be kinda silly." Pendro says, nuzzling his brother. "Rezna, any last questions? Mom should be back soon." He adds.
"Umm...uuuuuhhhhhhhh.." Rezna thinks really hard. "...I dunno." He says and flops over.
Slane lets out a chuckle at the flopping from Rezna.
Bravad couldn't help but chuckle himself at the sight of Rezna flopping. "That is quite alright. I am sure more questions will come to you eventually. Just whenever you want to ask me something don't be afraid to ask." Bravad said with a smile
"So, this is going to be the first I start learning something that doesn't pertain to artisan work. What should I expect if you don't mind me asking?" Bravad asked. Deciding to ask a question himself for once as they waited for Reyna
"Mmm, I see. If that's the case, mama will likely provide you with a comm orb before you leave today." Leni says before pulling a small orb out of nowhere. "They're special communication devices that can reach across the multiverse, so you can contact us whenever." He explains.
"They're pretty cool! Mama made them with help from Fane, a skeleton from a long time ago!" Rezna chimes in.
"I believe you are free to ask your next question, Pendro." Slane points at the relaxed dragon.
"Hmm..." He hummed for a moment. "What's your favorite place to relax in, back in your world? I like our courtyard here. The people, the grass, and the ocean not too far away." He asks, adding his own favorite spot here.
"A comm orb? Fascinating, that would be quite handy to keep in contact. I'm sure the dragons back home would be interested in one as well if they knew how to make them." Bravad said, pondering out loud a bit. It would be nice if the artisans had one he thought. It would probably help keep him from getting home sick
"You know I'm kind of the same way with my favorite place to relax." Bravad began to answer "We have a grassy hub area in the artisan lands that can be very peaceful. I like to sit and watch the sheep as they graze when I wasn't doing apprentice work for the artisans." He hummed a little bit. Though things did tend to get awkward when he saw Spyro being cheeky with headbutting the sheep as he tried to relax. He would keep that part to himself though.
Slane hummed and nodded as he pulls out a notebook and pen. "Gnasty...Gnorc. Description matches orc's physical appearance. Likely large and muscular in physique. Crystal prisons are a potential threat, be wary." He mumbles to himself.
"Haha! Whoever Gnasty is, he better watch out for Slane!" Rezna exclaims giggling.
"Slane is pretty tough, so I bet if he has to fight him, he's gonna win easy." Pendro says smiling lazily. "Your turn Leni." He adds.
"Huh? Oh! O-okay." The shy dragon says blushing. "Well, what kind of technology does your world employ? Do you have things like instant communication devices yet?" He asks next.
Bravad chuckled at the thought of Gnasty having a run in with Slane. Spyro managed to beat the orc without any issue, and he only used his wits. Slane no doubt would end up wiping the floor with the Gnorc if the two of them ever managed to come to blows
"Technology? Um... We don't really employ anything too advanced being honest." Bravad started to answer "We primarily make use of, I suppose what could be considered primitive means of going about our every day lives. Technology does exist in other worlds we keep in close connection with like Avalar, but we haven't exactly adopted it much in the dragon lands." He said shaking his head
"As for instant communication devices, that isn't something we have either. We tend to send letters to keep in touch. Or if it's something really serious usually the other dragons teleport to who they need to get in contact with."
The children listen and nod attentively, they seem quite excited to see and hear about this sort of thing from another dragon. It wasn't often the three met someone from another world after all, let alone if that someone was a dragon.
"I'm glad you're all getting along. I'll begin preparing the material for today's lessons, so please, relax and enjoy yourselves. And do try to be a bit more gentle with your questions dears." Reyna tells them before she heads off down a nearby hallway.
"Umm...Slane, you go!" Rezna states.
Slane rolls his eyes before he hums. "You have many occupations. But the peace keepers, I assume they are like your military forces. What sort of foes do they protect you from?" He asks curious.
Bravad couldn't help but smile. It was only right for them to be so curious. He was more than happy to answer their questions. No doubt at some point he would probably have some himself as his lessons in Rivellon went on.
"That is correct, they are our military forces you could say." Bravad responded with a nod "Primarily they keep the Gnorcs in check. Big green troublemakers who like to steal our gems and cause mischief towards the dragons. Currently they are keeping their leader Gnasty in check. They don't want a repeat of when he trapped most of the dragons in crystal prisons." He responded, shaking his head
"Why do you walk on two legs?" Rezna asks.
"Is your world really just called the dragon lands?' Pendro asks.
"What is art like in your world?" Leni asks.
"Are all dragons artisans or are there other occupations?" Slane asks.
"Boys, boys, one at a time." Reyna lightly chides them and they calm down. "Sorry, they love hearing stories I share with them about other worlds, so they always have a lot of questions generally." She says to Bravad.
"Oh it is quite alright Reyna. It is only natural I am sure. I had a lot of questions for you when we were first talking after all." Bravad said with a smile as he started to go over each question, starting with Rezna's
"Dragons in my world walk on all fours starting out. Once we get older we transition from four legs to two." He answered for Rezna
"Yes it is. I admit it isn't the most creative name, but it is what the elder dragons decided on from what I am told." He answered Pedro
"Art is... Well, that is actually a hard question to answer. One I am not sure I know how to properly answer. I do have a book I brought with me that has some illustrations of our art if you want to borrow it and see for yourself though." He answered Leni.
"There are other occupations, all based on the individual lands. There the artisans, peace keepers, magic crafters, beast makers and the dream weavers." He answered Slane
After a moment, one of the dragons looks at Bravad. He had a frill like a mohawk, with rows of smaller spikes on each side of it. "Hey mama, who's this? Did you adopt someone else again?" He asks.
"Hehehe, no not this time dearie. This is a student of mine now, and someone who will be joining your lessons." She says, standing up and letting go of the hug. "Everyone, this is Bravad, a dragon from another world. Bravad, these are my children." She says before she begins introducing them one by one. The first one who spoke is Rezna, a relaxed one with a droopy frill is Pendro, a shy looking one with glasses and a small frill was Leni, and the blue lizard with silver eyes was Slane.
"Hiya! Nice to meet you!" Rezna exclaims excitedly.
"Good to have another dragon having lessons with us." Pendro says smiling softly.
"You walk on two legs, unlike us. Your world's dragons must be very different..." Leni muses thoughtfully.
"Greetings, and welcome to Rivellon. Knowing our mom though, you were already given a very warm welcome." Slane states, bowing his head in a knightly fashion.
Bravad would give each of them a wave. He already knew of Slane from when he and Reyna spoke back in the library, but this would be the first time seeing the other three in some way shape or form.
"Hello everyone. As Reyna said, my name is Bravad. I am a dragon from the artisan lands of the land of dragons. This is my first time visiting a world that is not my own, I very much look forward to getting to know you all, as well as learning more about Rivellon." Bravad replied with a big smile and a bow of his own.
"The welcome has certainly been a very warm one, thank you." Bravad said with a nod "If any of you have any questions about my home world, please feel free to ask me. I will be happy to answer to the best of my abilities." No doubt being around other dragons would give them both a chance to learn about just how different dragons were like across each of the worlds.
"Hahah. Certainly past that now. Honestly, it took me years just to accept the title and fact of how much power I held. I prefer just to be seen as Reyna, regardless of my position." She says with a small smile. Divinity was just a tool for her to use to help make things better, not that it made herself better. "Either way, I'm more than willing to discuss this in the future. But for now, let us head inside. You're gonna wanna meet your fellow students after all." She adds, smiling as she leads him inside.
The palace was full of all sorts of people going about their business. Writers, artisans, courtiers, people of all walks of life gathered. Some were chatting with each other, some still interacted with what seemed like common folks. "Here, the Rivellonian Alliance tries to ensure that the world is always becoming a bit better, day by day. It's taken time and effort, but it's been worth it." She explains before heading into a large grassy plaza area.
In it, three red dragons, and one blue lizard were waiting around. They immediately perk up, and happily run over to Reyna. "Mama!" They all cry out.
"Hello sweeties! Oh, thank you so much for being patient and waiting here." She says, kneeling down and hugging them all.
Bravad looked around the palace as best that he could as he walked with Reyna. It was just as gorgeous on the inside as it was on the outside, and just as big from the looks of it. Everyone must keep busy, he thought to himself. No doubt ensuring the betterment of the world was a demanding task.
Bravad was surprised to see fellow dragons as he was led into the grassy plaza. Their scale color reminded him of his own. He watched as the dragons and lizard ran over to Reyna in an embrace. She was loved, that was very evident. He wanted to introduce himself, but kept silent. They all were having a moment with each other, it didn't feel right to say anything right now.
"Ah, it's just usual military hazing. The older guards and veterans tend to prank the newbies via a ritual where they...call me by all those titles." She says, rubbing the back of her head, embarrassed. "It's not a problem really, just kind of embarrassing really. I do not go about flaunting my achievements and titles openly like that." She explains.
"Suppose I should explain them. In truth, I am what is called the Divine Guide, the one in charge of the Rivellonian Alliance. I am...in essence, a goddess." She admits gently. She wasn't sure how to go about admitting to this, so she just defaults to going as plain and simple as possible.
This news certainly came as a surprise to the young dragon. He knew that Reyna was responsible for bringing these different species together, but he had no idea that she was what could be considered a goddess. It was rather a rather shocking revelation to say the least, at no point did Reyna give off that impression to him.
"So... do I need to bow now, or are we past that point...?" The dragon asked. It was mostly a joke, he obviously knew that Reyna wouldn't want him doing that. "Wow... I would like to hear more about this if we have the time Reyna. If you don't mind talking about your role as 'Divine guide' of course."
Tomas stayed in his room for as many hours as he could putting many magic symbols all over his body to contain the influence of the being that took him over. The symbols then vanished making them not appear to the naked eyes of others. Tomas was sure he was safe at that point, but this clearly showed he needed to make sure his wards were made stronger so he could stop the possessions from happening.
The guilt of what Bravad was likely put through weighed heavily upon the bard. Maybe, taking someone in as a student was a mistake. The bard had thought his protection spells had been enough. Yet, even now he was shown again and again how worthless his attempts were.
Yet, that didn't mean the bard would give in. He would fight till the very end to gain his freedom back. So with that in mind, Tomas went to Bravad's room much later to go check on him.
The young dragon was still fast asleep in his bed. His nonstop dancing having drained him of any sort of energy. Though he would begin to stir a bit at the sound of the door to his room opening. Groaning awake, he could already feel the soreness in his legs. It hurt to move as he tried to just sit up.
"H-hey, Tomas..." Bravad said, a mix of grogginess and concern in the young dragons voice "How are you feeling..." He couldn't help but ask this of his mentor. He knew something was wrong, but he wanted to see if Tomas was willing to tell him or not.
Reyna smiles down at Bravad as he enjoys the treat. "I'm glad you liked it so much. I'll make sure to cook up a tasty lunch for you when that time rolls around. For now, let's head to the palace." She says as she leads on. It took a few minutes, but a large castle like structure could be made out clearly as they approached it. Despite the size of it, it had warm beige colors for the stonework, and red tops for the towers around it.
Not long after it comes into view, the guards outside the gate see Reyna and Bravad approaching. One of them stands at attention and salutes.
"Hail to the Divine Guide of Rivellon, Protector of the Alliance, and the Savior of Rivellon!" He declares loudly. Some other guards snicker at the loud statement.
"Alright, who told the newbie to do that?" She calls out before shaking her head. "Please dear, I am just Reyna. Lady Reyna if you insist, but nothing more than that, okay?" She tells the embarrassed guardsman.
A castle? That was certainly not what Bravad was expecting. He was expecting a home of some kind, such as a cottage or a brick house. But he never would have expected that this was what Reyna lived in. It was absolutely gigantic. She even had guards? It felt almost like he was being lead around by royalty.
He tilted his head a bit at the sight of the guardsman declaration at Reyna's arrival. It was quite a lot of titles that Reyna had it sounded like. Though she was very modest to just want to be called by her name. Still it was enough to get Bravad to ask about it.
"Do, I want to ask for context on that?" The young dragon asked, looking back between Reyna and the guardsman. It seemed like it was a prank of some kind, but he still was curious what may have incited that.
"Tomas" smiled as with a wave they made the jester outfit vanish back to its original place. It was then they felt the real Tomas starting to take hold once more a sigh goes through them as not long later. The bard began to breathe in hard upon realising he lost himself again. Panic ran through him in that moment as he quickly looked around saw Bravad then realised the danger. The bard slowly took in some deep breaths before then picking up Bravad with intense care.
(This was all my fault...I...should have known the dangers. Yet, I still dared to dream. And now once again I am reminded of the reality. A reality where there is no freedom. I cannot allow this to happen again.)
Tomas knew of what likely occured he couldn't remember yet the terror he felt within regardless remained. He placed Bravad back within his bed before entering his study then locking the door. He needed time alone, time to think, time to prepare, and time to reflect on everything.
The dragon was completely worn out as a result of the spell that was placed on him. Once sleep had claimed him he wasn't going to be waking up any time soon. In his head though he wondered if everything was alright with Tomas. He knew how the bard normally acted, and this wasn't what he was used to at all.
He remained passed out in his bed for the entire rest of the day. His body was sore, his scales ached, he had never put his body under such a strain until then. No doubt when he woke up again he would really feel it in his legs and arms.
"Ah, good choice." She says with a nod, before turning to the man at the counter. "Excuse me dear, two chocolate eclairs please. And some juice to drink with that." She requests of the man.
"Of course Lady Reyna." He says nodding his head, as he goes over to grab some of the freshly baked goods. He then also gets a cup, and pours some apple juice in it. "Here you are. I hope you and your new charge are able to enjoy it." He says as Reyna pays for the food.
"Thank you, have a good day!" She says, handing one of the eclairs off to Bravad, and also the juice. "It's quite good. The cream filling is delightfully sweet without being overpowering." She sings the praises of the treat they're enjoying.
"Thank you sir, and thank you Reyna." Bravad replied, giving the shop clerk a bow as Reyna handed him the eclair and the juice. Bringing the pastry up to his mouth he would take a bite, the look on his face saying exactly what he thought of it as he savored the bite.
"Wow, this is delicious. It has a similar taste to the ones back home, but this one tastes sweeter I think." He said as he took another bite, with a sip of apple juice to go with it. He wondered if the recipe differed from the ones he was used to eating, or if ingredients had a different taste to them across worlds.
Before long, the eclair would have been fully consumed. A content happy sigh escaping Bravads mouth. "That was exactly what I needed. Thank you again Reyna." He said with a smile as he took another sip of juice.
"Hehehe, of course. We'll make sure it's a good one too. Learning is difficult on an empty stomach after all." She can't help but giggle at hearing the young dragon's stomach growl. It was cute how his excitement seemed to cause him to forget. Either way, she leads him into a nearby place that was a cafe.
In it was a number of tables and people conversing and enjoy food around them. Reyna leads Bravad up to the counter, where there's a sign displaying what they have for sale. At first, the language was incomprehensible to the young dragon, before it shifts into legible script. "Go ahead, pick whatever you think sounds good to try and I'll get it for you." Reyna offers him.
The cafe and what it offered, it reminded him of the treats Delvin made back in the artisan lands. He was completely lost on what to order at first. The text being unknown to him wasn't helping him decide, though it would surprise him as the words went from incomprehensible to legible. No doubt magic of some kind helping him with that understanding.
Eventually a claw would point to a pastry that was covered in chocolate icing. One that from the description had a creme filling to it. "Can I have one of those please Reyna? That one looks the tastiest to me." He asked politely. His stomach growling again, seemingly seconding his decision
"Hey, it's okay. You are more than welcome to admit if you are feeling like it's a lot to take in. I'm not trying to shame you or anything, I just wanted to make sure you're comfortable here. It's my job to teach you, and thus making sure you have a good experience is my priority." She tells the young dragon, gently rubbing his head with motherly love. He was such a sweet kid, but he shouldn't feel bad over this. This sort of thing was something she was used to spotting easily enough.
"Would you like any kind of snacks while you're here? Something to enjoy while you're learning." She offers.
At the question on if he wanted a snack the dragons stomach would instantly start to rumble. Breakfast had completely passed over Bravads mind while he was getting ready to leave with Reyna, and it was starting to be evident. He chuckled a bit, responding with a nod
"A snack I think would be perfect Reyna, thank you. I think a moment to eat something and take everything in is exactly what I need right now." He said with a smile. It was kind of Reyna to ask him this, and it would allow him a chance to sample food in Rivellon for the first time and see if it was any different from the food in the dragon lands.
