In the center, a circular table adorned with mystical artifacts and lit by flickering candlelight. Merlin,stands at the head, flanked by Melisandre, Gandalf, Saruman, and Morgan.
Silence fills the room. They exchange knowing glances, a silent acknowledgment of the gravity of their discussion. The downfall of Valyria hangs heavy in the air.
Merlin's hand moves with purpose as he reaches for a scroll resting on his desk. With a flourish, he unfurls it and casts it into the center of the room. The parchment dances in the air before settling, revealing an intricate map that seems to pulsate with ancient magic.
But it is not an ordinary map. As Merlin channels his magic, the map comes to life before their eyes. Clouds swirl, oceans churn, and landscapes shift with astonishing detail. From the frozen wastes of the North to the scorching deserts of the East, every region is depicted with breathtaking accuracy.
The assembled wizards lean in, mesmerized by the spectacle unfolding before them. Westeros, Essos, Yi Ti—the map encompasses them all, a testament to the ancient knowledge they possess.
Melisandre with pride in her mentor said,"Teacher created a map that shows everything happening over the world."
Gandalf, Saruman and Morgan nodded.
While Merlin's hands weave through the air with a graceful yet commanding motion, as he does, the map begins to shift and morph, revealing the aftermath of Valyria's cataclysmic destruction.
Smoke billows from the once-great empire, engulfing cities in a veil of ash and ruin. Flames dance amidst the rubble, casting an eerie glow across the desolate landscape. The rivers run black with ash, and the air crackles with residual magic.
Gandalf's weathered face betrayed a profound sorrow as he whispered, "Such greatness, brought low by their own arrogance."
Saruman, his voice cold and calculating, interjected, "Their fate was sealed the moment they embraced the flames of R'hllor.
Much like an infected limb must be severed to save the whole body. Valyria, once glorious, had become infested with followers of R'hllor, their flames threatening to consume every kingdom across the world. If left unchecked, they would have unleashed their dragons as sacrifices to their fiery god, plunging the realms into eternal darkness."
Gandalf nodded solemnly in agreement, acknowledging the harsh truth in Saruman's words.
Morgan, her expression unreadable, spoke next, her voice laced with anticipation, "The power vacuum left in Valyria's wake will spark conflicts among the surviving cities, each vying for control."
Merlin, his gaze distant yet sharp, added, "Blood will stain the streets as ambitious rulers clash for dominance in the wake of Valyria's fall."
Melisandre, her eyes betraying a hint of concern, voiced her query, "And what of the remaining Valyrians and their dragons?"
Merlin's response was measured, tinged with uncertainty, "Those in the free cities face grave danger, but those hidden away may yet rise again, biding their time until they can reclaim their lost glory."
As soon news arrived of Aurion's bold proclamation. The self-proclaimed Emperor of Valyria, fueled by ambition and ancient bloodlines, marched with his dragon and a formidable army to reclaim what was once theirs. But fate had other plans, as the toxic remnants of Valyria's destruction claimed them all, leaving nothing but whispers of their doomed quest echoing through history.
But some of the Valyrian houses besides Targaryen are Velaryons and Celtigars.
Also several Valyrian dragon lords and there dragons visiting Tyrosh and Lys survive the doom, but in a cruel twist of fate, those who once revered the Valyrians now sought their destruction. These Valyrians, with their majestic dragons, became prime targets, hunted down by mobs.
Outside, in the world beyond their chamber, the echoes of Valyria's demise reverberated, sparking new conflicts and alliances as rival factions laid claim to the legacy of the dragonlords. In the shadows, the tigers of Volantis, descendants of Valyrian blood, sharpened their claws, ready to seize power and dominance over the shattered remnants of a once-mighty empire.