The Mythical Emblems of Gragodon - Volume 3

The passing of Lord Abel of Lamiras heralds the departure of joy from Castle Len. The gloom surrounding the castle permeates to the citizens of the land. The coming of hard times is envisaged by the Puyrruhian Sorceress, Lady Jasmina. The comrades, Irah and Daasarpias, unaware of the tragic events taking place in faraway Lamiras, instead of returning to their individual kingdoms, make a detour towards the hidden abode of the women warriors of the Sol Hills in Solma. Irah’s imagination is fired up by idealistic ponderings and he wonders whether it is possible to bring about a reconciliation of sorts between the ruling reptila of Solma and its past stewards. In the process, Captain Korgul and his brave reptilian warriors are roped into this wishful-thinking venture. It is one thing to wish for goodness to return to the world but the stark realities facing the reptila and the human warriors of Solma remain an altogether insurmountable obstacle to overcome. In the task that he is about to carry out, Captain Korgul realizes the grave consequences facing the vast populace of his reptilian people. In the meanwhile, the bearer of the Black Bangle, after his victorious challenge over the monarch of Lamiras and the Spirit of the Sea, believes that the Staff emblem has also been destroyed in his battle against the two stalwarts. Setting his sights on the remaining Gragodonian emblems, he seeks out the rest of the Emblem bearers, intending to defeat them one after another. The Sceptre emblem soon comes into his arsenal of mystical weapons. Fortunately for Anamarias and Sareena, they are rescued by the Seeker folk of the misty realm and they proceed towards Orvidea, intent on saving the life of their dear comrade. Queen Orlinda of Orvidea, learning of the heroic exploits of the Emblem bearers, sets her sight upon wooing one of the valorous monarchs. Any monarch worth his salt would definitely acknowledge the advantages in having such a warrior queen for a wife. In the parallel world of the smaller-sized folk of ZoVog realm, Daasarpias and Yuleyae find themselves facing the wrath of another mighty Sorcerer, ZoValmar. The weapon of this Sorcerer exactly matches the fury of the Black Bangle of Belgond. Yuleyae beholds firsthand the might of ZoValmar’s dark band. In the land of Belgond, the wielder of the Black Bangle believes that the time is right to gather his might and plan his strategies, for the emblem bearers are preoccupied with the affairs and problems of the different realms. Navlon is certain that the fates have played into his very hands.