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He was transported to a distant realm where the same trade was going on just with a different outcome, and different agreed upon terms. Then understanding his new enlightenment; he returned. He switched the agreed upon terms, and saved his kingdom.
He left the kingdom that day in search of other trades gone wrong that he could fix for he was now completely enlightened in the art. Maybe one day he will return to our plane and share his wisdom with us once more.
-Folktale of Ghuraw
(Ghuraw is the name of the plane)
I also didn't care for the fact the Dragons of Tarkir set ignored all the enemy colors/wedges while Khans and Fate Reforged embraced them. I get why since they were rotating out the fetches and other special lands early with the 2 rotations a year thing which would make the tri color stuff unplayable, but I would prefer see some Wedge and Enemy color stuff exist, particular some dragons. (In general I dislike when cycles don't get completed.) There's so much allied colored stuff in magic, so was weird to see them revert for the last set of the block.
May be in a future set we'll revisit Tarkir, and the Dragonlords will accept their thrid colors into their broods and make wedge and enemy color dragons. Being a multiverse the original timeline could exist and some version of the original Khans could be out there just like how there's planar Chaos versions of other characters.
Sure, I am completely cool with someone piggiebacking my ideas, especially if they ask me about it. What being part of a community is all about; a meltingpot of ideas.
Double-sided planeswalker.
Lore of Iida:
Iida was a blacksmith's only daughter in a small village of the plane Gerria. Her mother died when she gave birth to her. Iida only had her father, but she knew everything about her mother even though she never met her. When Iida was growing up, she could see images of her mother's life from the clothes, jewelry and everything which her mother had used during her lifetime in their home.
Iida didn't know what explained it. She could gather knowledge from lifeless items, memories of each item's users flows into her mind whenever she touches one. That's why she learned quickly when it came to weapon forging. When she told about her ability to her father, he considered it as a gift with responsibility.
Iida's work as a blacksmith was magnificent and people all over the land noticed it. Her father was proud. Their family business has been even more prosperous ever since Iida became a fully fledged blacksmith.
When Iida was seventeen years old, a visitor from the capital arrived to her father's smithy on a warm summer's day. A messenger who was sent by the king with a message. Iida told him that her father was gone to the capital and will most likely return tomorrow. But then the messenger said that he had a message just for her. He told Iida how the king has heard about her works and asked her to reforge an ancient blade called "Votum."
Votum was a greatsword forged with metal which has been said to be made by the gods. It was found in ancient times in a crater which is located in the northren mountains. Only a few people in the history of Gerria has been able to unleash the blade's power to its fullest. All of them have been rulers, leaders or mages; people with great power.
It was destroyed when a mighty hellkite dragon attacked the capital and the current king's father used it to slay the beast. It wasn't the only time when the legendary sword has broken into shards. No normal blacksmith can reforge Votum. It requires skill, strength and understanding to do so.
The king has been looking for a fitting blacksmith to remake the sword for years and wants to do it in secret. There are people who would like to have the sword or even the shards in their own hands and use them to conquer the kingdom.
If Iida is able to reforge Votum, she will have her own smithy in the capital. When the messenger said that, Iida accepted the offer with excitement in her eyes.
The bag which contained Votum's shards was given to Iida on the following day by the messenger. Then he told Iida that she shouldn't let anybody know about her assingment. People with dark intent may be listening. The messenger left immediately afterwards.
Iida brought the bag to the smithy and opened it. The metallic shards had a golden shine. She took one of them into her hand and focused her energy to it. She could see battles within her mind. Battles which have been fought a long time ago. The blade's owners' triumphs and defeats. The last breaths of the creatures which have tasted the sword's hard metal. So much blood and death from countless wars and conflicts. Iida's excitement turned into fear on that moment. She dropped the shard into the bag and already started to feel better. The sooner this will be dealt with, the better. She couldn't wait until she could move to the capital, the beating heart of the kingdom. Her father's smithy and the old village had been way too small for her soul.
It was almost midnight, but Iida was still working with Votum within the smithy. That's when her father arrived. He asked her why is she forging in the middle of the night when people should save their strength for a new day. Iida wasn't going to answer at first, but then she said that she was given an assigment which would open new doors for her and for him. She focused on the blade afterwards, not paying anymore attention to her father's ramblings.
When it was almost morning, Iida decided to go to bed. Votum was in her mind all the time and more memories flowed from it when she was forging it. No other weapon or armor has had such a dark past.
Three months later on a chilling autumn's evening the sword was complete. Iida made it look exactly like she has seen it in the shards' memories. The power is in full potential when the shards are forged together into a weapon. Now all it would need is a proper wielder. The current king may just be the right person for that.
It was raining when Iida was going to bed. She didn't notice that she still had Votum with her. She left it leaning against the wall and then sat onto her bed with a deep sigh. She imagined what it would be like to live within the capital and suddenly felt homesick. All this extra careful forging and secrecy has drained all her powers. Iida's father may have been distant for most of his time, but at least she could always trust him with her worries. But not with this one. This was something which she had to dealt with alone.
She took Votum and ran outside her room. Her father was just right behind the door. He told her that they need to get to the village as quickly as possible.
But then a grenade shattered the window right next to them. Iida's father took her hand and they both ran to the window at the end of the corridor. Iida's father kicked it open and jumped down from it. Iida watched as the bomb exploded within their home and it set the second floor in flames. When they hit the wet ground, Votum slipped from Iida's hands. Her father helped her to get up and told her that they should get going. But Iida wriggled from her father's arms and took Votum from behind them. Iida's father gave her an angry look, but then they continued their escape.
Iida and her father ran into the forest, because the way to the village was blocked by the men who attacked their home and smithy. "I don't think anyone of them followed us here", Iida said.
Her father was panting. "Why are they doing this? Is it because of that dang sword!?"
When Iida was about to say something, she stuttered and looked behind her father. Two men with knives were running towards him and her.
"Look out!"
Her father looked at the two charging men, then she turned to Iida and pointed at Votum.
"That sword, give it to me. Quickly!"
Iida gave him the sword and he swung it at the two men. He slashed one of them men to the stomach and he fell on the ground moaning. The other one managed to dodge the attack. He shouted and tried to stab Iida's father, who was fast enough to thrust Votum into the man's chest. Then the attacker gargled and fell on the ground as well.
Iida stared at her father silently for a few seconds, then said "I almost thought they had you."
He chuckled and said "I may not be much of a swordsman, but something gave me strength to fight these thugs."
Suddenly, the air felt colder than before. A shadowy figure was walking from the darkness of the woods. Iida's father raised his blade to the oddity's direction. "Don't come any closer or I have to kill you. You may take our home, but do not touch me or my daughter!"
The shadowy man jumped instantly at Iida's father. He swung at him with Votum, but it went through him, as if hit through fog. Then Iida saw a flash of metal right next to her father's throat, then a dark flow of blood. Iida's father didn't let out any voices. He fell onto is knees, then his face hit the forest's wet ground. He didn't move anymore.
"What have you done!?"
Iida ran to her father's side and took Votum from his solidified arms. The shadowy man walked towards her with his knife pointed at Votum.
"That sword. Hand it over."
The man's voice was eerie and menacing, but Iida tried to drown her fear in fury. With burning rage and a despair, Iida attacked the man with Votum. The man blocked the slash with his knife.
"You're a foolish little girl. I would kill you right now, but I would rather see as your sword takes your pitiful life. Then you shall rot right besides your old man!"
The men who started the fire at Iida's home surrounded her and the shadowy man. But when Iida pushed Votum against the shadowy man's blade even harder, it started to glow brightly. The other people backed up. Lightnings sparked around it and it made the shadowy man drop his blade which was burning in his hands.
Tears in her eyes and fire within her throat, Iida fired hatred from Votum towards the shadowy man who screamed in anguish. Then Iida started furiously slashing energy waves at the other people around her and they all fell down burning. She continued to do so until a bolt of lightning hit Votum and it exploded. In that exact moment, Iida's planeswalker spark ignited and she warped between the planes with Votum's shards.
Darkness was all around her. She felt like as if she's falling into an endless abyss. Then she woke up to the sound of ocean waves. Everything was blurry at first, but then she sees a seagull on a rock right before her. Iida looks around her and she only saw water everywhere. She was on a rocky island in the middle of an ocean.
Then she noticed the scars on her hands and body. She didn't remember how she got them. Everywhere hurted. Then she saw Votum right next to her, which had broken into shards. This time they weren't as small.
Iida started to feel dizzy. She wondered how long she had been laying here. Her vision started to darken. Even though a ship was sailing towards the island, she couldn't do anything else except fall unconscious.
A few people sailed to the island with a boat. They picked up Iida and the shards around her. They started sailing back to the ship afterwards. Iida slightly opened her eyes and only saw the name which was written at the side of the ship:
"Blade of Seas."
Then she fell unconscious again.
"A tempest on the horizon. What do we!"
"We give in", shouts Daghatar from the top of the palace.
People confused ask why they are not fighting.
"I have made a deal with Dromoka to spare the clan in return we stop necromancy."
This day caused a change in history for the Abzan. The clan was ultimately defeated, and Reyhan led his final charge against the dragons. But while his charge was in process a legion of "necromancers" were planning their survival until the end of the dragons reign.
Centuries later...
"We have survived centuries, and the enlightened Narset of the Ojutai has informed us of another timeline she heard of from this dragon herald of sorts, Sarkhan. Through her information we now know that the resistance leader that was just killed, Anafenza, was supposed to be the Khan. Her passion against the dragons rages in us, so we must bring back our rightful ruler to lead the clan to its rightful place. So join me as we find the lost kin-tree of Anafenza."
Under the cover of night a group of rebellious Dromoka's led a soon to be coup against the dragons of Tarkir. Amongst the group is the necromancer who will perform the procedure Kyrone, a true believer of the old ways of Tarkir. The group made it to the site where the kin-tree was.
Amongst them was a traitor, and this was just what the dragons needed. Moments after the ceremony began they attacked. About 100 people were there that night fighting off 15 dragons including Dromoka with the hopes they could free themselves.
As the battle raged on the hopes for freedom were starting to dwindle. Soon it was Dromoka versus one lone rebel and Kyrone. The ceremony was still be being performed when the last rebel fell. Kyrone felt utterly alone...
A burning sensation in Kyrone's soul looked at the dragon with eyes that would disintegrate any normal being, but not this immortal.
Gone to another world where Kyrone saw crumbling necropolises, and zombies rising from the ground to fight an unknown enemy to him. In distance he saw a gleaming sword against a swarm of beloved zombies. All of these embodying his spark, and what he would become.
Back to Tarkir he went staring down a dragon almost 10 times his size. Little do either of them in this showdown know that Kyrone had succeeded in the ritual, and in the process had given a bit of himself to the reborn Anafenza Khan of the Abzan. The battle raged on Kyrone randomly raising random undead soldiers since he was still grasping his powers.
Dromoka has now just called in reinforcements and Kyrone and his zombies and skeletons are greatly outnumbered. There in the midst of defeat a gleaming light from behind Kyrone, Anafenza had returned! Her spirit had been on the same plane as Kyrone as he planeswalked, but from her perspective she had seen the gleaming warrior against the darkness.
Out from the tree rose Anafenza, and after her the legion Reyhan had led into battle against the dragons. Now the odds were more evened the strongest heroes of the Abzan were there to battle the tyrants that had ruled their clan for centuries.
(It is late for me now, and I am tired so time for a conclusion!)
As the extra dragons fell and Reyhan's legion receded it was left to battered Anafenza and Kyrone to finish the job. Although Dromoka had claimed she was immortal she had not fought against a planeswalker before let alone two. Kyrone raised his last skeleton, and as that skeleton and Anafenza charged the dragon there was a glow. The skeleton got armor, a sword, and skin. A krumar with a giant axe lept at the dragon Anafenza was swept aside by the dragon, but from behind the krumar's axe went right through the dragon's neck.
Dromoka lay their slain Kyrone rejoiced, and told Anafenza all about her destiny. Anafenza told Kyrone something very important...he was her son.
They purged the dragons from the Abzan lands and ruled as regent Kyrone and Anafenza Khan of the Abzan.
(Kyrone planeswalked from time to time to see what was out in the world, but Anafenza always stayed back in case of a dragon attack from another clan.)
The plane that Kyrone and Anafenza planeswalk to is Alara and they are watching a Bant vs. Grixis showdown
Good luck to you all!
LOL
1st: @TenebrisNemo, with Iida, Master Smith
2nd: @lastjustice, with Anafenza, Spirit of Abzan
3rd: @Tomigon, with Jim, Spellbook Eater
HM: @East2West, with Martinex, Shunned Hero
https://mtgcardsmith.com/view/nafara-vampire-hunter?list=set&set=26314
Please fave any cards of mine which you personally like!
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