11-30-2007
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Kalib listened to the outside nervously, dreading if the monsters found him. They had a brief conversation with someone else, who seemed to know the monsters casually. He worried more about the individual who seemed to convince the monsters to drop their pursuit than the monster themselves.
He clutched the egg tight fearfully. It had only been one night, and it seemed things were getting worse. The last town besides the capitol grew suspicious, a monster chased him away, hunted him down, and now someone with more power than the fiends took over the search for him? His mind tried to wrap around the situation. Was it really the king after him, or were the monsters lying? Why would the king want him? And what was Ki? Ki silently waited, desperate for release.
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12-01-2007
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That creature is one sick puppy. Moryn mused to himself as the thing set part of the forest burning with black flames for no apparent reason. He - Moryn wasn't fair to assume it was male - seemed to think he was much more powerful than anything he could encounter for he seemed to take little effort to make himself and his actions secret.
Moryn's arm began to grow weary of holding the arrow so steadily aimed at the only obvious weak point in the creatures armour. If it didn't retreat in short order it would find itself in a painful place - hopefully in the arms of Death. If an arrow to the head didn't kill it though, Moryn had no idea what would. It also spoke in words Moryn was somewhat familiar with - it seemed to have a solid control of the Ancient Tongue. This also worried Moryn, Dragon Riders were one thing when using ancient magic but this creature carried the same air of empowerment as a rider and its dragon but he had no great steed to support his over confidence. Either he was justified in this or he was very inexperienced in the ways of life. Patience was the hunters most useful attribute. Patience second only to cunning. Moryn was patient, and he was cunning - oh he was very cunning. |
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12-02-2007
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Terranon looked over the charred remains of the part of the forest he'd burnt, a few fires still crackling farther away from him. The simple spell had taken its toll, and he felt a sudden fatigue. Nothing he couldn't shrug off. He turned around, looking around the forest dissatisfied. He stood still, seeming to think for a moment before noticing a few tracks leading a few different directions. Where exactly was impossible to tell, but he caught the general area. His hand raised again, pointed towards the direction the majority of the trail he could discern from the dead creatures led.
"Böetq istalri" he whispered again, wondering what the soon to be victims would do. Before anything could happen, though, he lowered the lit hand and took a step forward. "Anyone there, Come out now. A new master bids," he said in the same dreadful and grim whisper. It was slightly different from when he spoke the ancient tongue, but still had its similarities and comparisons to death. He was a very morbid being, after all. It was a good thing that the shadow of the helmet he wore hid his face, as it would have been too gruesome a visage to face.
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12-02-2007
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Klassh and Halt had turned from the group to look in the direction of the sound of pounding feet. Halt had taken to Klassh's vision again, his eyes slowly searching for any heat.
He heard Adriana's idea and thought it was for the best. "Yes... that would be a good place to prepare. Especially for the boy." He looked to Adriana and said, "If he is to learn as quickly as possible, then we should take him there." He figured the Merion was asleep so he did not speak towards him. "Also... there may be some surviving Dragon riders there..." He looked back towards the direction of the marching and suddenly he saw heat...how ever, it was not body heat, it was more of a blast. Far off, farther than the marching he guessed. He looked to Klassh and said, "What was that?" Klassh shook his great head and said, "It looks like there is a powerful sorcerer, not a shade... But as strong as a Dragon rider... I never felt anything like it. " Halt's hand fell to his mentor's sword on his hip and he looked back towards where the blast came from. They remained silent for a long time until Halt said to Merion and Adriana "We should go...We dont want to give them anymore chance. Let us head north acrossed the desert to Du Weldenvarden..." Halt then jumped onto Klassh's saddle and looked to his compainions again. |
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12-02-2007
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His eyes flickered open at Halts words, he had only been playing got be asleep.
"Sounds great, mind if we give them a parting gift...?" He glanced down torward Brisingir who also lifted his head, both were giving a mischievous grin. They may not have been together long, but that had picked up a few tricks during their running. Merion mumbled something under his breath and his eyes turned back into slits, gaining Brisingr's vision. *What do you think...? Ice or Fire...?* Merion looked down as Brisingir looked up at him. *Ice would be fine...* Brisingr's tongue came out of his mouth slightly, licking his jowls. |
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12-02-2007
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The desert? Draken seemed surprised, and he didn’t bother to block his thoughts from the other Rider’s minds. He stood up and quickly moved to a pond on the other side of the valley, which was only about five steps for him, and drank deeply. Draken had gone across the desert before, and he knew that he would need to prepare himself first with a few gulps of water.
Adriana smiled and glanced at Merion. “Hey, Wake up…we are heading across the desert.” She called, reaching up and pulling herself into Drakens saddle whenever he finally came back to her from the pond. Halt was right. It would be the best place for Merion at the moment. She knew that the dwarves and the Ra’zac wouldn’t get to them before dawn, but the sounds of their footsteps in the distance was still making her anxious. "Sounds great, mind if we give them a parting gift...?" Actually, Adriana did mind that they gave them a parting gift. What was Merion thinking?! The Ra’zac and the dwarves didn’t know exactly where they were, and a attack would only stir up more trouble than necessary. Yes, they were fearless Dragon Riders, but the thing was…they were outnumbered and there was a difference between being fearless and being ignorant. “You can give them a parting gift, but It’ll just show them where we are…plus, their miles away…how are you going to attack without backtracking towards them?” Adriana wasn’t sure if he just wasn’t thinking, or if he really was…that ignorant. There was a time to fight, and a time to take a rest and build up your defenses first…especially if you were a new, green rider.
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12-02-2007
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Brisingir seemed to let out a amused air come out of his stomach, Merion smiled wickedly, they took a quick glance at each other.
"We don't need to get close to them," They both seemed to shake their heads at the exact same time. "He picked something up along the past four years and I think you might like to see it..." He re strapped the restraints on his saddle, looking from Adriana and Halt. "Come on..." He played slightly even though he knew it wasn't a good time for them to. "I swear, right when we fly out of here, we'll do it... Midair even." Brisingir seemed to nod in approval. |
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12-03-2007
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Halt looked at Merion and Klassh made his way in front of them both. Halt said to Merion, "IF you plan on leaving a trap, Its hardly worth your time. There is a shade with them... If you perform magic right now, you can lead them right towards us. Shades have move sensitive feeling's towards the ancient language...Besides, there is something else out there that isn't a shade, but has the same power as a experienced rider and his dragon together."
Halt turned in his saddle and prepared to fly. "What were you going to try to attempt anyways?" He looked to Adriana and said softly to her to her mind. "He has much to learn." |
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12-03-2007
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He has much to learn. She heard the voice of Halt in her mind, and she made brief eye contact with him and nodded in silent agreement.
Draken eyed Merion and the other dragon tiredly. No, he wasn’t physically tired…but he knew that Halt and Adriana would have a time training Merion and that himself and Klassh would maybe have a time teaching the other dragon. “The right time will come for you to get revenge and to taunt them…however, we have to look ahead at the consequences...” She paused a moment, and then glanced back up at Merion with her bright, dazzling, blue eyes. “Vanthm has a trained Shade. He sends him out every time there is word of a Rider…magic right now will only harm us more.” “Well, Draken…you know where to go.” She mumbled, and as Klassh turned to fly…Draken spread his magnificent, gold and green, wings and with one flap he was heading straight up into the sky. They needed to travel above the clouds, as long as they could, so that they wouldn’t be spotted.
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12-03-2007
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Brisingir leaped into the air, throwing his wings out. "What about a giant ball of ice that shatters on impact with the ground and sends little, razor sharp sickles everywhere...?" He managed to get out before Brisingir flapped his massive wings and launched them him into the air.
*It feels so good to get back into the air brother...* Brisingr's words came to his mind, he seemed joyous and ecstatic. Merion smiled, rubbing a massive scale on the inside of his thigh, *Yes... yes it does...* Merion reached behind his head, pulling out the short pony tail he had, removing the vine he had to keep his hair out of his eyes. He looked forward to Adriana, "What's this place like? Your home atleast...?" He had only heard fairy tales and myths about this wondrous place... but now it was completely real. |
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