Adam Drake - Blackout

An impossible quest for a legendary item.

I love questing for loot.

And the more difficult the quest, the greater the reward.

So when I’m offered a chance to retrieve the ultimate treasure of all, I signed up.

Yet no one warned me the task would be impossible. Against overwhelming odds I’m also expected to defeat an ancient evil – one with the power of a god.

But you know what?

Some loot is worth risking it all.

I clung to the cliff face for dear life as the angry dragon flew overhead.

Pressing my body hard against the rocky surface I did my best to keep from being noticed by the giant flying lizard. Rock climbing may have been a specialty for my Shadow class, but it didn’t hurt to be cautious. One slip and I would plummet hundreds of feet into the molten lake below. An ignominious end to a rather stellar questing career.

Thankfully, the dragon did not look in my direction. Instead, it banked away, flapping its great leathery wings to disappear into the dark haze and smoke which spewed from the volcano. I breathed a sigh of relief and adjusted my hand and footholds. The giant lizard would be back that was for certain. Within my backpack was its egg I had just swiped from its nest, and the creature would do everything to get it back.

Craning my neck I looked upwards. The cliff ledge was still a fair distance away. Reaching it would be the only salvation I could hope for. Either that or be melted off the cliff wall.

Unconsciously, I wiped at a trickle of sweat on my temple being careful of my grip. The simulation suit I wore did a good job of making me feel like I was really perched above real lava. Too good. With a few sub-vocal commands I instructed the suit to tone down the climate controls, and instantly I felt cooler. My avatar would not benefit within this virtual reality. She would sweat like a pig, regardless. But for me as the player could be allowed some comfort. A message appeared at the corner of my vision, asking if the temperature was adequate. I dismissed it and looked around for the dragon.

Nothing but smoke and ash filled the sky. Delay would only bring failure and this quest I was on had been earmarked as ‘Special’. If I failed my character would be heavily penalized. I resumed my ascent although it was slow going. Having climbed down this same cliff to get to the dragon’s nest a short time ago, my avatar was feeling the strain. But I could not stop now and regenerate. Time for that after I reached the top.

Gripping an overhang, I attempted to pull myself over when my foot slipped. Panicked, I clasped at the rock face in desperation. The movement caused my pack to jostle open and the dragon egg within slipped out. I gasped and shot a hand out to grab it as the egg tumbled beneath me. Its slick golden surface did not help, but I barely snagged it with my fingers.

From across the volcano the dragon shrieked.

Uh-oh, I thought and risked a glance over my shoulder.

The reptilian image of the flying dragon emerged from the dark clouds. It was a fair distance away, but not for long. And it was heading straight at me.

I looked from the approaching dragon to the egg in my hand. The creature sensed it. My pack shielded the egg from detection but exposing it gave the dragon a beacon to home in on.

Not that I could do anything about it now. Placing the egg back in the pack wouldn’t stop it from zeroing in on me and blasting me off the wall. I looked below me. The lava lake bubbled and hissed. Throwing it might be an option. The dragon would follow the egg downward until the treasure vanished into the lava. Then it would turn its rage on me. Tossing the egg would not give me enough time to reach the cliff top. And besides, I wanted to keep the egg considering all the trouble this quest had given me.

There was only one choice, and it wasn’t the best.

I placed the egg back into my pack and then, with a cringe, selected the ‘Summon Companion’ icon from the bottom corner of my vision.

The next instant a ferret appeared on the edge of the overhang above me. He wore a pair of leather breeches over his fur, and a small blue jacket with the name ‘Phlixx’ embroidered across one breast pocket. Atop his head was a wide-brimmed hat with a white feather pinned to one side. His ears poked through a pair of holes in the brim.

His wide eyes latched onto me. “My love! You have summoned me!” he hollered.

I rolled my eyes and pulled myself up onto the overhang, my chest pressed against the wall. There was hardly any space to sit. “Phlixx, I need your help.”

“You need me, my sweet?” The little ferret crooned as he scampered up the rock to get eye level with me. Climbing was one of his innate abilities, far superior to mine. Which was exactly what I needed.

“Yes,” I said, and pulled my pack around to open it. The moment I did, and the egg was exposed, the dragon roared. This time much closer.

Phlixx looked from the egg to the dragon coasting through the air toward us over the volcano. His huge eyes got even wider. “Dragon! A dragon!” In one of his tiny fists a little crossbow appeared. “I’ll protect you, Honeybun! Even if it is with my last breath!”

I was counting on that. Grabbing the egg, I turned Phlixx around so his back was to me. I then jammed the golden egg into his own little pack.

“A gift?” Asked Phlixx. “Now, of all times? Shouldn’t we be fleeing?”

As if to emphasize the suggestion, the dragon roared, again.

Satisfied that the egg would not pop out, I turned Phlixx back around and looked into his little beady eyes. “I need you to climb.”

“Climb?” His head whipped about in confusion. “But where?”

“Up!” I said and grabbed his small body with both hands. Then, with my legs gripping the overhang with effort to not lose my balance, I placed Phlixx onto the rock face above me. “Get to the top as fast as you can!”

Clinging to the rocks with ease, Phlixx gave me a mournful look. “You want me to leave you? Now, in your time of need?”

“Go!” I commanded. “Or I will never speak to you again!”

That did it. Phlixx blinked in recognition of what I said and bolted up the cliff wall. “I shall do as you bid me, but only out of love for you!”

I watched as the little ferret zipped up with a speed I could never attain, no matter how many skill points I put into my climbing ability.

Satisfied, I then twisted my torso around to look at the dragon. And it was as I thought. The dragon’s attention was now on the egg in Phlixx’s pack. Instead of flying at me, it had altered its course to intercept my love-lorn companion.

Pressing my stomach against the rocks to maintain my balance on the overhang, I extended a hand. A longbow appeared within my grip.

“Okay,” I said. “Only going to have one shot at this.”

The dragon had now flown up to the rock wall and slowed to a stop. Its huge wings flapping rapidly to keep level. The wind it generated buffeted me and Phlixx, who was now in full panic mode.

“Begone, vile lizard! Or I will turn your hide into boots!” Phlixx cried, all the while never altering his climb.

Careful of my precarious balance, I reached behind my shoulder to my quiver which was empty. I uttered a word, “Kezzan,” and a single arrow appeared within the quiver. I pulled it out. It was ebony in color, and shimmered with magical energy. Made from the bone of a greater demon, this arrow had cost me dearly to get. But now I had to use it.

Above me the dragon inhaled, a great and powerful noise as it filled its tremendous lungs. It would blast Phlixx off the wall with fire and probably take me and the entire cliff face with it.

Sensing the end, Phlixx stopped his climbing and was now rapid firing his crossbow at the beast. The bolts bounced harmlessly off its thick hide.