(OOC: Wut? So now its from DBZ to JoJo is it? you weeb lol. Also thats a hell of a timestep and half a novel too boot.(P.S. Welp i wrote half a novel too, lol)
I'll just put my stuff in the middle of the timestep, if thats ok. Also, you've kinda turned my plans on their head, what with the sudden death of Namek and all that, whatever, i'll work around it.)
YEAR 176
Hagtai reached the outer boundaries of the Aetherial Domain, he didn't know what would happen, but what he certainly did not expect, was to be welcomed by the Aetherials themselves to their lands. He was an unexpected guest, but not an unwelcome one. The Aetherials decided to bring Hagtai deep into the heart of their Domain, so they greeted him with several Aetherials and a Chaos Dragon. The Aetherials weren't worried, the moment Hagtai stepped into their domain, his fate was already sealed: He'd either leave as their ally, or not at all.
On the way to their destination, Hagtai could see many things from the skies while riding on the back of the dragon:
It seems like the Aetherials' domain was quickly becoming an actual nation, not just the Aetherials any more but multiple races united under Chaos, under Azerth. It seemed almost paradoxical, chaos forming a orderly society, yet here it was, A... Chaos Coalition, If you will. But it still is defined by the spreading corruption of the land.
There were Chaos Giants and Dragons working in tandem to build structures out of red crystals, crystals which covered the Domain, many of the clusters reaching well above the treetops, as red as the landscape that surrounded them. The Dragons would haul large chunks of crystals long distances by air and the giants would add them to whatever they were building, using their magic to fuse the crystals together.
Some dragons were even spotted scorching the land with Chaos flame, crystals sprouting from wherever the baleful flame struck. The glittering left behind in the air following the attack was almost beautiful in its own twisted way, tiny chaos crystals in the air, reflecting and refracting the light that passed through them in blood red.
As they approached the Chaos Rift, he saw that... thing... a giant half-formed monstrosity, twitching as dead bodies of the mutated wildlife of the domain were thrown into it and fused with it. Even in its incomplete state, it was far bigger than any dragon.
Hagtai and The Aetherials were surpisingly cordial once Hagtai's goals became clear and thus an agreement was quickly reached. It wasn't a hard deal to make, with both sides seemingly offering exactly what the other wanted:
The Aetherials wanted revenge for their humiliating defeat at the hands of Namek and by extension all of the Qhanganate and they wanted a foothold in the south. That, and they needed battlefield commanders, someone to lead their armies. Hagtai had the experience of leading armies, and his own axe to grind with the Qhanganate, he however needed to be more powerful and an needed an army to take back the throne of the Sandstone Qhanganate. Both of these things were within the Aetherials' capacity to grant.
And while Namek had mysteriously died, the Aetherials' burning hatred for him remained.
Thus the deal was simple: The power of Chaos and an army, composed of Aetherials and several Chaos Dragons, including one to serve as Hagtai's personal mount, to attack the Qhanganate with. And the Aetherials threw in a bonus too: Should Hagtai succeed in his attack on the Qhanganate, he would be allowed to keep the army he will be given. In exchange, he, and whatever nation he produces should he succeed, will remain loyal to the Aetherial cause.
There was only one catch: The Aetherials had no way to "Teleport" the army into the Qhanganate. The Chaos Realm is invariably lethal to mortals. However, this would be of little concern as the entire army is capable of flight, the Qhanganate will have little to no warning before the attack hits.
(OOC: I left the actual attack action up to you, TamerVirus)
Meanwhile, on Dragolia:
For years, the lizards have been finding stringy white stuff coating the trees of their lands. Now they've finally found out why: Silkworms. They've begun harvesting the silk that the worms produce. Silk which they've discovered, makes for decent clothing, much better in the hot, humid climate than the furs and hides they've been wearing thus far. Of course plain off-white silk is awfully boring, so it didn't take long for some lizards to attempt to dye the silk, although first attempts were terrible.