Fixing a dragon's body

A world of it's own. It wasn't an easy place to reach. The very lifestream around them was visible, far from the reaches of the world itself. In fact, even rift mages couldn't reach this dimension without the allowance of it's owners. Nyphadora had granted it to him, and he would make use of it.

Stepping through the rift to the fairy's home, an array of stars can be seen overhead as well as a world built for fae and just fae. And yet, scandalous human eyes looked across it as a gloved hand pointed to a large corpse. A dragonic corpse bigger then houses, almost the size of castles stood ahead, it's stomach ripped open, intestines separate.

"Where ya are ain't real matter. All tha' matta's is tha' ya assist ma.

I am gon' put Kerafym back togetha. An' ta do tha' I need ta sew his head back on, an' put his lungs back inta his corpse. I'll refit tha' organs. I jus' need another medic ta close tha' wounds while I do ta save time.

Ya got it?"
(Sors Ultovex)

Aldrah just did, followed Sors through the rift, going somewhere else. The place was interesting, suitable! But what interested him most was ahead.

He watched the dragon's body as Sors spoke. A nod of his head was given to Lord Ultovex, where Aldrah then spoke, "Of course.. Fascinating! This was the dragon you hunted, right?" The necromancer approached, "I believe that will not be problem!"
(Aldrah Leverd)

Stepping through the domain of the true mistress of rift, Lord Ultovex would come up to the corpse of the dragon that he had hunted. Gloved hands moved across the scales of Energy's first born before he would disappear into the flesh.

"Ya jus' start slowin' I'll take care o' tha' inside."

And as he spoke, he already started to get to work on his own portion. Coming towards the rib cage, he would climb up the insides of the dragon and open a rift. A terrible thing of purple and pale green shined through the void, expelling two dark purple fleshy organs from within. The pair of lungs had already been treated for how he wanted them, and he began to set them into place in the chest cavity.

It wasn't a living creature so his favorite way of generating flesh was null and void. Instead, he would take a medical bag out of a rift, and begin to use large amounts of suture and thread to sew the lungs in place and connect the fleshy part back to the main body. He even took out the mishappen flesh he had prepared before, made from patchworked up corpses of others and began to use it to attach the lungs to the base of the dragon.

From there, it was easy. Grey and gold looked around the inside of the corpse.

"Start on tha' scales."
(Sors Ultovex)

Well, when Aldrah had seen that Sors had begun his part, he should not waste time. He snapped his fingers and the undeads that always followed him, no matter where he went, approached. They carried several things that belonged to the necromancer.

"I will use my ice magic to affirm the part of the wound, while using a mythril kit, to cover the wound." Aldrah nodded to Sors.

So after saying that, the undeads dropped some boxes on the floor. Inside the boxes was several kits of mythril, which Aldrah would use to close the wound of the dragon.

"Let's go." A snap of fingers and his undeads began to move, heading toward the dragon.

The Undeads began to grab the two sides of the cut, forcing them to close, where soon after that Aldrah approached and began to freeze the wound. He intended to just leave it a little frozen, to stay in place as he placed the myhtril plates on the wound.

After freezing, he could start putting the Mythril plates. This would take a while.. Why did they have to do this? Was't not just more simple to chop off the dragon head? Less damage to the body.. Well it did not matter, Aldrah had a job and had to complete it.

Separating the plates, he would start the process, such plates were somehow large, but still, Aldrah would need several plates to cover the entire wound, so without delay he began to lay the plates on the cut, which soon as placed, they attached into the dragon's flesh, becoming a part of his body. This process was going to take some time..

After several minutes, Aldrah finished it. Damn, this thing is huge!

"Well, I think that will keep the wound closed!" Aldrah nodded, "Is that enough for this part? If not, I can see what else to do." Aldrah nods to Lord Ultovex.
(Aldrah Leverd)

As the lungs were fully connected to the rib cage, Lord Ultovex used his manipulation of gravity to come out the other side. Aldrah was fixing the chest cavity, but through the back of the neck was yet another giant wound. Grey and gold fully took it in, looking downwards into the Dragon.

First, the Umbral shard. The shard, enhanced by the power of war's blood, descended downwards into the creature's body. The glowing dark shard would find it's perch in flesh of the dragon's heart, a dark color settling in and beginning to corrupt the flesh around it. It would be fully shoved and forced to remain in place as Lord Ultovex pulled himself further into the air.

From his medical bag, a ball of flesh would be taken out. This flesh wa soon spread, patchwork skin which he used to cover the wound in the Dragon's neck and starting to close it. It was a temeprary solution, and may require more upkeep later, but for now he focused on just closing it with new skin. Once one layer of it was set, suture and thread used to connected the outsides, until it was one thin layer, he would go about setting more until several layers of thin skin covered the wound. It still wasn't enough, but it would work for now.

"Ain't see now shine from tha' side, so ya fine."

The Adjudicator would float upwards, towards the dragon's neck. A finger pointed towards the side, a large dragon skull missing a tongue and an eye.

"Work on gettin' tha' a replacement tongue nex'."
(Sors Ultovex)

A tongue? Was it really necessary? Well, Aldrah was not going to question, just do his job. Thankfully he had several Mythril Kit, which contained parts for the bodies.

"here we go.." said the necromancer, catching it looked like a huge tongue and heading toward the dragon's head.

He ordered his undeads to hold the Dragon's mouth, holding it open, where he then entered inside. He'd never thought he'd do it, but this thing was dead, so not a problem!

"I'll put that tongue in here." Aldrah nodded, kneeling and getting ready.

He then began to position the tongue in place, which sticking to the dragon, becoming part of it. Look at that! These kits were great, they fit for almost anything!

"Well, I guess that should be enough." The man spoke, going more inside, to talk with Sors, "I think this will work! Those Mythril kits are great!"
(Aldrah Leverd)

With the Mythril tongue attached, gravity magic was again used to play a roll. The dragon's skull would be pulled upwards from the ground to be connected to the neck, preparing more suture and mithril thread. This part would be easiest as it was not flesh that would be missing from this creature, more just creating binds that would be strengthened when it was returned to unlife.

The flesh of the dragon's skull would soon find the needle imbedded into it. Both the needle and thread in this case were quite a bit larger then normal. For a dragon, the thread had to be thicker as smaller strands would snap, and that would mean it needed a bigger needle as well. The needle in this case would end up being the size of a short sword, rapidly used to stab into available flesh and drag new thread through it.

"Mythril's useful, ya." he mumbled, rapidly attaching the head once more to the neck of the dragon. Coagulated blood slowly began to flow downwards from the neck, falling onto the nearby grass.

"So long as it can talk, it'll be useful."
(Sors Ultovex)

As soon as the head began to move, Aldrah leaves it. Moving away and watching.

After Sors spoke, Aldrah responded promptly, "And this thing speaks? Interesting." Aldrah nodded, "Anything else that needs to be changed or 'repaired'?" He asked.
(Aldrah Leverd)

"ya. It's like tha' other dragons, so it'll speak when it's all put togetha. Tha' res' I need repaired is tha' eye an' I'll do tha' on ma own time. Fer now, it's good as new."

Lord Ultovex turned around. Paying the stars of the realm little mind, purple and pale green again begin to shine. "Come. Le's return."
(Sors Ultovex)