Goldshire Warriors: Namor and Pietro's Epic Adventure

I had a dream.

I know that's not very original, but it's true nonetheless. I had a dream. Or rather, a nightmare. And in the dream, I was Pietro Maximoff: not me, per se...but him. Me in his body and his mind.

And it was more than unsettling to say the least.

The dream started out like any other dream does; you're running through an unknown forest and you don't know what for. You try to run faster but your legs feel like lead and you can't seem to get any ground on your pursuer. The footsteps behind are growing closer and closer, and then suddenly they're right behind you and you fall on your face. The footsteps stop, as do you, and then you hear a voice above you say "Well done." You slowly look up and see an old man wearing a black robe with smoke billowing from the sleeves of his robe. He has white hair and a long white beard which reaches down to his waist. You recognize him immediately as Namor the Just, who is rumored to be immortal and killed the great dragon at age 8 to help free the world from its tyrannical rule over humanity.

"Who are y-you?" you say in a trembling voice as you slowly get up off the cold forest floor and stare into the man's intense blue eyes as he stares back at you with an equally intense gaze. He said nothing, however, and instead turned around and walked away from you into the forest depths where he quickly disappeared from sight in front of your eyes. You knew instinctively that if you wanted answers from this strange man that you would need to follow him, so without hesitation you began following close behind him through the ancient trees of the forest until eventually he stopped in the middle of a clearing in front of a large oak tree with roots stretching across the entire area like tentacles seeking prey above ground. There was an ominous presence about this place that made even your instincts tingle with fear, but still they pushed forward despite their initial warning against staying here in this clearing surrounded by these roots that looked like snakes waiting to strike should anything move within their range of detection.

Namor took off his sword belt along with all other weapons he carried on his person (which were quite many) before placing them on top of a small boulder in front of him before taking another step forward toward the tree itself which was larger than any tree in all creation (possibly even older than time itself). As he approached it, however, the roots began to squirm around like snakes caught inside some sort of tornado or storm cloud until they reformed into one large hand that reached out toward Namor who did not flinch away from it or show any sense of fear toward this very powerful entity before him that could easily destroy every living creature on earth should it want to do so on a whim (and possibly could have even done so right then if it wanted). Instead, Namor took another step forward into its grasp until finally reaching out himself with both arms so that they met just beyond shoulder length apart from each other while looking straight ahead at the trunk of the tree without saying a single word or showing any emotion whatsoever at what was happening around him (as if opening himself up before this entity wasn't enough evidence already).

Right then there was a flash so bright that everything around them simply vanished leaving only darkness all around them for an instant before glowing symbols formed seemingly out of nowhere along with flashes of light appearing around them highlighting both Namor standing under the tree as well as Pietro standing next to him watching in amazement as if being shown something no mortal creature has ever been allowed to witness first hand up close before. The symbols kept forming one after another while flashing bright light after bright light until finally there were no spaces left between them anymore, and an uncountable number of symbols filled the space before them along with more flashes of light so bright that Pietro couldn't even see anything except for these same strange symbols which seemed to be writing themselves onto his body directly even though no human could possibly be able to read them let alone write them let alone understand what they actually meant.

Then suddenly there was silence in that moment as every symbol stopped moving at once leaving only silence everywhere except for two voices speaking at once which became too quiet for Pietro to hear what exactly they were saying until finally one voice started speaking louder than both others until it became impossible for Pietro not to hear what it was saying: "You have chosen correctly my son! You will help bring about my return!" Then Pietro heard only Namor's voice speak back "Yes father," while looking straight ahead without breaking eye contact with the tree as if nothing else existed aside from this living entity standing before him right now during this moment when time itself seemed to slow down just for these two individuals alone during their brief encounter together here today in this sacred place surrounded by ancient oaks within