#yisariach

[lunagojo]

Sighing, Lunastrasza summoned her father. He appeared not two moments after her thoughts went to him, emerging from the shadows with that same smirk on his dark gray face.

“Well, I daresay it is a red letter day, to have you summon me willingly, my dear.” He greeted, capturing a lock of her luminous hair in his long fingers. 

She simply stared at him, sighing. “I needed your help.”

The shadowlord’s eyes glinted with sparked interest. “Oh? What with, my dear?”

“Romathion remains trapped with Nefarian’s mind. I would...ask you to aid me in freeing him. Please, Yisariach, you must--”

“I must not do anything.” He replied smoothly, tucking the lock of her hair behind one of her slender ears. “You are in no place to make such demands of me, my daughter.”

“If you truly loved me, like you say you do, then you would do this for my happiness.” Her retort was sharp. If she was to get what she wanted from him, she’d have to be firm.

Yisariach snorted, laughing cruelly. “Oh, yes, my dear...how very scary. You truly do have your mother’s fiery nature, that is for certain.”

“...I did not summon you to argue.”

“And what is in this for me? You do realize that Romathion is quite the headache for me.”

This was the tricky part. “...Anything but my servitude to you.”

The shadowlord laughed again, folding his arms over his massive chest. “Very well, then. Since your children’s lives are of no worth to me, then I shall not take any of them...but...” He blinked, an idea seemingly coming to him. “Ah, yes. You will not be able to birth any more children for the rest of your days.Your womb will never quicken again.”

Lunastrasza’s blood ran cold. This was his price? She didn’t have time to debate whether or not she was alright with it. She needed Romathion back. “...Done.”

With that statement, the shadowlord reached out a dark hand and placed two fingertips on her lower abdomen. A shock of pain went up her spine, and she bit her lip hard to keep from crying out. 

And as soon as he drew away his fingers, it was done. There was no time to dwell on the matter, however, as Yisariach leaned back, the smirk still etched into his features. “Now then, my dear...shall we? Where is this book that freed him the first time?”

[kairozdormu]

"Another one of my daughter's beloved collection of draconic lovers, hmm? How pathetic..."

"Pleased to make your acquaintance too, Luna has told me much about you."

[luxguided-blog]

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?"

"Oh me?" The corners of his lips upturned into a smirk as Remiel brought his hand in front of his waist, bowing lowly.

"Luna hasn't told you about me?" His straightened, single brow raising in challenge.

[luxguided-blog]

Are you aware of Lunastrasza's true parentage, and if so, are you afraid of her father?

Ask my muse questions about their relationship with another character.

Remiel scratched at his blindfold with his index finger for a few moments before speaking, thinning his lips into a line.

"I confess I do not know much of Luna's past, but from what little she's told me.." He trailed off for a few moments, his expression hardening as his fists clenched at his sides. 

"I fear no man. no Dragon. And I do not fear her Father. And if he tries to take her, take her from me. From the people that she cares about. Then we are gonna have a massive problem."

[lunagojo]

did a yisariachhhhh

[lunagojo]

Lunastrasza stood before her father, staring him dead in the eyes. The tome from her estate was tucked under her arm, and she clutched it tightly.

"...This is over, Yisariach." She stated, her voice firm.

"Oh, is it, my dear? You look so terribly frightening, with your little book and that pout on your face..." The dragonprincess glowered. "Enough with the snide remarks, Father. I believe it would be best to just get this over and done with."

"I could not agree more, my dear."

She started to open the book, but Yisariach thrust out a large hand, sending her flying back into the wall. She smashed against it, landing on her hands and knees. Luna had barely any time to gather herself, however, as the shadowlord rushed her again. She rolled out of the way just in time, seeing that the tome had flown out of her hands and landed a good distance from her.

Yisariach lunged for her once more, this time managing to grab her arm and twist it almost to the point of breaking. Luna gritted her teeth, pressing the heel of her hand to his forehead quickly, unleashing Light energy at him. He roared in pain, reeling backwards, and when he revealed his dark face, she saw that the flesh around his eyes was severely burnt.

As he was distracted, she scrambled for the tome, but just as she was about to reach it, she was dragged back by Yisariach once again, the shadow magic emanating from his hands burning her ankles. She cried out in agony, but wrenched herself away, scraping to her feet. Jumping forwards, she finally got her hands on the tome, shaking fingers opening it.

She couldn't believe what she saw.

"Nothing?!" She gasped, flipping frantically through the pages. "There's...there's nothing..."

Yisariach stood, face still smoldering, and he opened his mouth into a maniacal laugh. "It would seem your efforts are fruitless, my dear..."

He started cackling again, but stopped abruptly when something thudded square into his chest.

Lunastrasza stood still as a statue, face scrunched into a fierce glare, her bow raised in front of her. "...Shut. Up." She snapped.

Yisariach tore the Light arrow from his chest, growling lowly. Luna looked back down at the tome, which was now glowing with golden light. She slowly nocked another arrow into her bow, the arrowhead crackling with the glowing yellow magic.

"...You're truly pathetic. Sometimes I wonder if I even fathered you...I wouldn't be surprised if I didn't." The shadowlord grunted, clutching at his bleeding chest.

"Moments from death and you still have time for a smart quip." She snarled, drawing the bowstring back.

Yisariach grinned. "Even if I die...I will haunt your every step, you little fool. You and your sister..."

"I don't care. Just get. Out. Of. My. Life."

She released.

The arrow flew true and straight, faster than a bolt of lightning, and hit Yisariach straight in the throat. The shadowlord stumbled back once again.

A voice in Luna's head told her to pick up the tome and hold it out. She did so, and as the Overseer's body crumbled into a dark gray ash, roaring in anguish, it swirled and flew into the pages, dissolving into the parchment.

Lunastrasza closed the book, and as she did so, the opal in her forehead fell from her, landing on the floor with a small clack. It felt as though a load had been lifted from her shoulders, and she dropped the book to the ground, falling on her knees.

  But a lingering doubt remained in her mind.

Something told her...it wasn't truly over.

[lunagojo]

Yisariach had done it.

The smirk on his face was unmistakable as he led Lunastrasza through the portal, away from Romathion, away from Danaeria...

Away from Azeroth. He didn't think it would be so easy.

She was silent behind him, back in her true form, her glassy gold eyes lowered. The only sound came from their feet padding against the clear floor, Azeroth turning beneath them. Luna looked down at it, a pang coming to her chest as the Eastern Kingdoms appeared under her. From where she was, she could see the golden land of Quel'thalas, her home...

  She was hideous now, a demon, a monster, her father's daughter, truly. Her skin was gray, her lips black, her tattoos glowing a bright gold...

And her eyes...

  She swallowed. Strength, Luna. Strength for your children, for your consorts.

But the tears still came to her eyes, ran down her cheeks. She didn't even get to say goodbye...

  She had never seen that expression on Romathion's face before. That one of utter desperation. And Lystrasz wouldn't know until he returned...whenever that would be. Rau...Rau would know...but he would be angry that she willingly went. Asha, too.

Luna steeled herself, as she settled into the shadowy seat next to Yisariach's throne.

"See, not so bad." Yisariach quipped, but she shuddered, wanting to vomit and cry and tear off the dark gray skin that covered her.

She didn't reply.

I have just made a huge mistake, She thought. A huge mistake.

The darkness surrounding her had an odd coldness to it, and she couldn't feel the Light's embrace here. All there was, was Shadow...

  She wanted to shatter the floor under her and throw herself back down to Azeroth, but she knew it wouldn't be as simple as that.

Luna had to hope. Hope and pray that the people back down on the planet would find the tome and come to help her.

  Hope was all she had... 

[yisariach-blog]

Yisariach proceeds to cackle like a madman:

"I knew it was going to be easy...I just had to wait..." He stopped for a moment to pet Lunasariach's snowy hair. "...At last, you have fulfilled my expectations, dearest daughter..."