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    The Book of Tremor Part One: Dragon's Reclaim, #1
    The Book of Tremor Part One: Dragon's Reclaim, #1
    The Book of Tremor Part One: Dragon's Reclaim, #1
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    The Book of Tremor Part One: Dragon's Reclaim, #1

    By Steven Smith

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    The realms within Colltalios were chaotic and dangerous, Dragons roamed free to terrorise the cities, villages, and towns.
    But a headstrong family under the name of Marchioni had been in power for many generations, and it was they who initiated the War of the Flames.
    A war which saw all the realms of Colltalios along with the Elves of the east eliminate their biggest enemy.

    In a world consumed by greed, betrayal, and hatred.
    Safe now from the terrors that once dominated the lands mankind is now the new power.
    But dangers lurk beneath the surface of the lands, a growing army of beasts from hell eradicated decades ago edge closer to rising to the surface.
    The human race must end their bitter rivalries if they are to survive against an old enemy.
    What will become of them if they cannot align and fight together to save their very existence?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSteven Smith
    Release dateSep 21, 2018
    ISBN9781386730606
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      The Book of Tremor Part One - Steven Smith

      Table of Contents

      ●  Synopsis

      ●  Prologue

      ●  Chapter 1 - The Sea of the Ives

      ●  Chapter 2 – The Duke of the East

      ●  Chapter 3 - Tremor

      ●  Chapter 4 - Sighting

      ●  Chapter 5 - The Druid's Secret

      ●  Chapter 6 - Sibling's

      ●  Chapter 7 - Fernastian

      ●  Chapter 8 – A Message to the king

      ●  Conclusion

      ●  Afterword

      Synopsis

      The realms within Colltalios were chaotic and dangerous,

      Dragon’s roamed free to terrorise the cities, villages and towns.

      But a head strong family under the name of Marchioni had been in power for many generations; and it was they who initiated the War of the Flames.

      A war which saw all the realms of Colltalios along with the Elves of the East eliminate their biggest enemy.

      In a world consumed by greed, betrayal and hatred. Safe now from the terrors that once dominated the lands mankind is now the new power, but dangers lurk beneath the surface of the lands. A growing army of beasts eradicated decades ago from the land and dammed to hell, begin to edge closer towards the surface.

      The human race must end their bitter rivalries if they are to survive against an old enemy.

      What will become of them if they cannot align and fight together to save their very existence?

      We were born into darkness.

      We were raised in the shadows.

      Now we will rise to reclaim.

      Prologue – War

      There was a time when dragons ruled the lands, reaching far and wide, over mountains, across seas and rivers and all through the forests.

      But after hundreds of years of ruling the lands their race became weak, old and frail, bitter and twisted. The races of mankind, elves, and beastmen had risen into power. It was now these people who were the dominating force, and they did not take competition lightly.

      It was the year 800 in the realms, and battle had ensued for control of all lands.

      Groups settled in the areas they could dominate; stronger races forced the weaker to flee the areas; ruthless forces began to form leaving the weak to cower in the shadows.

      Some eventually decided on peace and would co-habit to prevent any more bloodshed, but what would become of the dragons?

      Driven to the corners of the lands and beyond, no place to go, no place to hide. These once dominant reptiles were suddenly branded as thieves, pests, and terrors of the sky.

      With all this hatred it was hard for them to exist anywhere without hordes of protesters brandishing swords and baying for their blood.

      King Gaprone would form a great army by joining his own royal troops with the northern and southern soldiers, along with the beastmen of the north-west and the elves of the east.

      Elf King Jodfelli Bolsaveir was a close friend of King Gaprone, as a unified alliance these leaders would make sure all dragons would face their last days.

      The whole of Colltalios united to bring down the greatest of dragons and rid them from this world. Despite their best attempt, a handful of dragons still remained. Although these dragons were cornered and trapped north of the main city, completely surrounded from every direction.

      Days and months had passed and the final flight of dragons had been tracked down, these were the elder dragons, the ones who held great power and knowledge. They stood strong and gallant but were still no match for the four realms of the lands. A dozen or so dragons now remained as armies approached from all directions.

      Not far from the City of Chillington the dragons were forced towards the narrow mountains in the West. They fought with every ounce of strength, but slowly their small numbers faded some more.

      Victory for the human race was now close but they could not settle until these beasts were eliminated.

      Elven archers drove arrows into the scales of the elder dragons, Beastmen infantry threw spears in vast amounts, but still each and every earth shuddered pound of the ground sent the soldiers flying in many directions.

      Their armour scorched and burnt to a crisp as the elders breathed their fire, causing mass destruction.

      Eventually it was just too much, only seven dragons remained, the brothers Tremor and Colossal spearheaded the defences from the front, protecting the smaller male and female dragons that remained. They were backed into the narrow caves and now Colossal was at the very front. He took the full brunt of the iron tipped arrows and spears as the realms forced its enemy down a narrow pathway. Colossal was an enormous dragon and his broad shoulders now grazed the sides of the cave, it was becoming difficult to manoeuvre but he still roared back at the advancing army with all his might.

      King Gaprone sat on horseback outside the cave awaiting his victory. His long grey hair and beard waved in the low winds. His gold plated armour glistened with hints of red leather.

      The king's steed was jet black and covered in similar golden armour, adorning more red leathers.

      He knew that even in his elderly years this day would stand as his greatest victory of all his years, a legacy to pass down to the younger princes and princesses.

      The lords and the dukes would speak of this day for a hundred years to come, for it would be King Gaprone who rid the lands of evil and led his people into a world without fear of fire breathing demons.

      King Gaprone studied the cave entrance and began to worry about the shudder’s which were clearly making the loose rocks tumble down from the edges of the narrow entrance.

      Get those men out of there. cried the king in a haggard voice. He coughed and spluttered attempting to clear his throat.

      Meanwhile the battle was as good as over; Colossal could fight no further, and despite calls from his brother to retreat, Colossal stood firm. His front right leg buckled, causing the advancing soldiers to back away through fear of being crushed. Tremor called towards his brother, begging him to get back before it was too late.

      The remaining dragons had sunk deeper into the cave and with no way out but forwards they had to accept that this was likely to be their final hours.

      Colossal! Get back my friend, they are leaving. Tremor tried to calm his weak and wounded younger sibling, but he was too upset. They...  They killed them Tremor...... All of them.... Our brothers..... Our sisters..... Our family. He wept at the very thought of the devastation caused.

      I know Colossal but we have to be strong, they will not stop until we are all dead, we cannot let that happen.

      But it will happen won't it brother? questioned Colossal.

      Tremor didn't reply, instead he turned himself towards the younger surviving dragons.

      Outside, all the Soldiers had retreated. Bringing with them any wounded. King Gaprone was now ordering a large group to destroy the cave entrance.

      They are weak they are wounded, let them die in this tomb.

      Gaprone roared rallying his troops, thousands of the remaining soldiers cheered with approval. At which point hooks had been thrown on to the higher arches of the rocks, and now hundreds of men were pulling them down. After a few minutes the grunting soldiers had brought down huge chunks of the cave entrance sealing it off leaving no escape for the weary dragons.

      They will die in that cave. Let no man fear dragons a day longer. This will be a sign of our victory, and this place shall become a shrine celebrating this victorious day.

      King Gaprone ordered a large amount of beastmen and elves to remain behind and protect the collapsed cave. He then led a group of his soldiers back to the city of Chillington and was followed by King Jodfelli.

      What now Gaprone? Are we to tell tales of a great victory? Jodfelli spoke to his king as they rode alongside each other on horseback.

      Do you not think this was a victory? Gaprone sarcastically snapped back.

      Victory? Yes... great?... I'm not so sure...

      The short silence between the two men gave King Gaprone time to reflect.

      My friend, you sound like you almost feel sorry for the dragons.

      Gaprone turned to glance at Jodfelli; he smiled and then turned to face the road ahead once more. Jodfelli didn't reply but simply stared straight ahead focusing on the path back to his friend’s city.

      After the long ride back, both Gaprone and Jodfelli rode through the city towards the west entrance of Chillington castle. Soldiers helped the leaders dismount their steeds and they walked up the long stairway to the castle gates followed swiftly by their respective officers.

      King Gaprone made the long walk across the grand halls up to his throne. He unbuckled his belt removing his sword and handing it to his servant. The sword was placed carefully onto a weapons stand which sat to the left of the throne.

      Gone almost a week and I return to an empty throne room, what does a king have to do to get a drink around here?

      His servant scurried to a side door prompting that some wine be brought to his highness immediately. Jodfelli had now slowly walked across the grand halls and stood in front of the thrones with his hands on his sides. Gaprone, where is your dear Queen?

      It's King Gaprone to you my friend. I thought thee wiser to remember where you are. a slight tone of harshness cracked from the king's lips, almost whipping the elf king with his tongue.

      Your highness, please forgive my manners. Jodfelli bowed his head in shame.

      Humph, No harm done my good friend, as to your question, I simply do not know. It seems that her highness has not embraced my return.

      King Gaprone seemed puzzled by the sheer lack of servants and lords in the grand halls. Come Jodfelli; let us make our return known in the courtyard. Gaprone stood up and hastily made his way to a side door which would lead to the main courtyard area.

      A servant returned with a wine decanter. King Gaprone swiped the decanter, took a large gulp and slammed it back onto the tray. The servant struggled to keep the decanter from falling from the force in which it was slammed down.

      Outside in the courtyard the main tall wooden gates had been opened, and hundreds of soldiers were returning. The soldiers of Chillington entered first, they were followed closely by elven warriors who mostly remained on horseback.

      The beastmen of the North-West were led by Zartagen.

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