Fan Fic For Rift
By: Grakulen
The cavern is dank and musty. Pools of moisture collect around the edges of his underground prison. Stalagmites carpeted with vicious mutated vegetation toxic to any of the mortal races protrude from the equally deadly pools. He has been imprisoned for centuries by the dwarves using death magic, his brother’s magic; his brother who betrayed them all during the Bloodstorm. He mystically reaches out to the elven House Aelfwar, his mortal followers on Telara, to assist him with his release. He will have his revenge on his brother Regulos, but first he will the destroy the descendants of the long dead mortals that imprisoned him for he is Lord Greenscale, the dragon aspect of the elemental plane of life and he will not stop there. He seeks to eliminate all civilizations. He dreams of once again razing cities to the ground. Any life form that moves to the top of the food chain he will gladly eliminate to create chaos and have the chain build anew. Life can only really be created through chaos. Civilization creates order which places a bottle neck on the creation of new life. This he will not suffer. He will destroy, he will create, he will have his revenge, but first he must he must be released, so he waits, and he calls, and he is answered….