Kingdom Rift IC

[HunterHornwen]

"We have to try to keep his steed away from him," Ashley called to the students who had bravely followed her. "Do what you can. Find the whistle blower and help him! I'm going to check on the hatchery!"

She dashed deeper inside to where the motherless eggs were kept warm, and a cold shiver ran down her spine. Smashed egg contents littered the floor, and for a moment the rider had to fight back the urge to be sick. "Oh, little one," she murmured, desperately looking around for the actual embryo in hopes that it might just be old enough to be saved. She couldn't find anything, however, and a rush of mostly relief washed over her. The egg had been a new one. Though a loss, a newly found egg with little to no growth inside was far less of a loss than an embryo just under viability.

It also appeared that there was another egg missing, and Ashley growled. The necromancer already had one dragon (though heaven knows how he managed to get it to obey, dragons being the epitome of white magic. The conversion should have been impossible) and it appeared that his purpose was to obtain another. "Get back here with that egg, you slimy cad!"

[Seraphina]

Sera nodded, anger flowing between her connection, Izotz spinning in mid air and darting forward at the ever growing dragon that even in the distance looked larger than the ice dragon she sat on. Izotz rumbled beneath her, slowing before they collided with the beast, Seraphina preparing herself in the process by growing a thin but dangerous spear of ice in her fist.

Izotz crashed into the chest of the dragon, latching his claws painfully into the scales of the dragon, knocking Sera into his back where she held on tightly with one hand, preparing to stab the spear into its hide. Izotz snapped at Narhishbu's throat, pulling back again defensively to protect Sera/

[Zoroark]

Inside of Zoroark's subconscious, he was in a large, torch-lit room, with creatures made of dark, magical essence coming at him. All around him, demons, ghosts, goblins, and ghouls were flying at him, and he was only armed with his bow and arrow. But whenever he shot at one, instead of going through the monsters, his arrows glew with a brilliant bright light and exploded the evil beings. This is probably an illusion put on by the Evil energy around me! thought Zoroark, as he shot down the seemingly infinite hordes of monsters. He just shooting, and shooting, aiming, and aiming. After what Zoroark felt must have been a half an hour, all of the monster just stopped. Then they all disappeared. And the wall in front of him opened and revealed a doorway. And the thing that Zoroark did? If you had just been attacked by hordes of strange monsters, then suddenly they disappeared and a mysterious door opened, all in you imagination, what would you do?

Why Zoroark just went through the door.

[Airiose]

The plan began to unfold as Narhishbh was itercepted by a rival dragon. He was only a few hundred meters away from the balcony, and as the two collided his inertia carried him closer.

The rival dragon latched onto him, digging it's claws into Narhishbu's abdominal muscles, but the corrupted dragon began to fight back. Black energy poured from his wounds and onto the claws of the rival dragon. It was a corrupting, decaying dark energy, those of the sorts used for necromancy.

Then, Narhishbu reared his head back, his three rows of fangs coiling with the same dark energy, and he sent a roaring bite towards the neck of the rival dragon. If it connected, the dark energy would begin to corrupt the dragon, just like the dark blood flowing from his wounds.

Meanwhile, Nasadu ignored the taunts of the rider following him. He leaped, twisting in the air and sending a bolt of dark energy towards the ceiling of the hallway, causing it to collapse behind him. Landing on his feet, he reached thr balcony and leptospirosis with all his might. The timing was impeccable, and he latched onto the back of a dragon.

The dragon, however, was not Narhishbu, it was the one entwined with it. Less than ten feet away was the rival dragons rider. He tightened his grip on the talisman, and his fist crackled with dark magic. He lept towards her, his decaying touch reaching for her throat.

[Isson]

~~Adelaine

The darkness grew stronger, and Adelaine's eyes widened. "No time to think!" She looked at Alex and sighed, shook her head in irritation. "If you can't make a decision, Templar, then I will."

Alocreies flapped her wings, pushed herself just a few feet off the ground. Adelaine couldn't help cracking a smile. "I'm taking you along, whether you like it or not!" The dragon flew up, grabbing Alex by the shoulders in her navy blue talons. Within seconds they were nearly one hundred feet off the ground, soaring on the wind toward the assaulted hatchery. We don't have much time, little Adelaine.

Within the next two minutes, they were at the hatchery. As they arrived, they saw dragons clashing, felt the presence of four riders and their corresponding dragons. Those are military Sky Tamers... Alo's thoughts echoed through Adelaine's mind. Are you sure you want to do this?

Adelaine fixed the hatchery-tower with a look of determination, took a deep breath and decided. "We don't have a choice. No turning back now."

Upon drawing closer, she looked from the white dragon scuffling in the air, to the rider near the incubating ovens, to the other rider unconscious on the floor. And with that she decided her next move.

[Seraphina]

The blood began to drip down on Izotz claws, it’s cloying scent smelt wrong to his nostrils causing him to twitch back and look down at the moment the black dragon roared snapping at his neck, with some luck it’s fangs missed his skin but it’s snout smashed heavily into his neck, leaving the start of a nasty bruise and stars floating in his eyes. At the feeling of a second set of feet landing on his back he threw himself into their connection and roared making Sera twist in her seat and gasp in shock at the hands reaching for her throat. Izotz snarled at the black dragon and unlatched his claws, dropping and falling towards the ground before spreading his wings sharply to drift over the trees. Sera flinched, hoping Izotz’s manoeuvre would knock his aim as she grabbed the sword from her waist and brought both her spear and her sword down the straps around her leg, pushing herself into standing, ready to throw the spear at him and moving herself into a defensive pose.

[Ericnox]

When he saw the dragon, his eyes went wide. To be so close to a creature. He was snapped out of it when the woman yelled, the drake grabbing him and pulling him into the air. He should have grabbed his cape... Maybe next time.

"Tell me what you sensed! The more information I have the better. And... Holy Divines! This is a hatchery!"

He was simply stunned. One was this close, and he didn't know about it. Need to know basis it seems. This woman sensed it, she knew. She pulled him along to help, and gave him the trip of a lifetime in the process. He wasn't going to give into anything now.

"Toss me someplace so I can get inside. Near the eggs if you can! I will make sure no one gets to them!" He says, not able to draw his weapons just yet, but he would when he got to where he was going.

[Isson]

~~Adelaine

Adelaine looked down at Alex, would have cracked a smile if the situation was not so dire. About time he came around... "If you say so!" The dragon flew toward the hatchery, dropped the Templar in a less-than-gentle fashion.

Alo, was that really necessary?
I never said I'd be nice.
Oh, you're just crabby...

"Sorry to toss you here, but I don't think I can have you fighting a dragon today," Adelaine smiled as Alocreies flew off. "If you get bored, see about waking up that Sky Tamer!"

Without another word, she turned her attention to the two dragons. As the white dragon dropped to fend off the Necromagi, the dragon took the perfect opportunity to hurtle herself into the battle, locking legs with the dark creature and tearing at its tender underbelly. Adelaine, who had been clinging to the neck of Alocreies, now swung around and hopped up, grabbing onto the ugly scales of the Necromagi's dragon and pulling herself into a sitting position. If the Necromagi- the Geron- wants to attack from behind... Quickly she felt around in her boot, pulled out a small and delicate knife. She scowled at the blade, sighing and shaking her head at the fact that she had never really needed a weapon. Oh, well. It would surely poke a hole or two...

[Deamonbane]

The smell of blood was in the air. Creatures, unknown to him, of course, were bleeding, and possibly dying. He could feel such things. The air told him. He smiled. It was a good feeling. beasts dying always gave him something of a comfort. None had been able to challenge him effectively, but someday, that creature would come. All things come to and end. He should know that.

He should? He though as he took up flight. Yes, he supposed he should. He didn't remember why just now, but he knew about the ending of things. All things end, and he would too, eventually. He wondered idly if there was a place in the afterlife for an abomination like him. Probably not, at least not in the nicer places. That was reserved for people that did good in this life, and that was something that Haldor was particularly far from. He liked it that way, and wasn't about to change his lifestyle for the hope of a good afterlife. He would cross that bridge when he got there.

He wings flapped in the chill night air, the smell of blood invigorating him. Odd, it usually didn't do that. Regular beast blood did little to him, other than tell him where a creature had died. That was dragon blood being spilled, he realized. And where dragons were bloodletting, an assassin shouldn't go. But his sources had told him that the necromancer was near here, so into the dragon bloodletting he would go. Who knew? Maybe he would die tonight.

[Ericnox]

Moving quickly, he drew his word, kneeling down beside the knocked out Skytamer. His hand gently moved to feel the person's pulse, then giving them a few shakes.

"Hey... Hey listen. Listen hey, you need to wake up. I need to know what is going here, where these things came from, and how I can help. Wake up please."

Alex's voice was steady, but he kept looking up from the body and then around the room slowly, carefully taking in the sights and wanting to make sure he wasn't ambushed in the middle of doing all this, that would be rather awkward to say the least.