Seeds of Muraudu IC

[BKburke]

As the sun rose over the land Droliath smiled as another kingdom fell to his forces. Fire rose to the kingdom as screams of innocent people could be heard. Guards layed dead, some mangled as if they were eaten alive. "Have you ever seen anything more beautiful?" He said to Nikoru. "Soon this world will be mine to control and that pathetic stain known as humanity will fall. Muraudu will awaken and all who are not our kind shall be consumed by darkness. Many powerful dragon fight with us and all who have stood against us have fallen with ease. I want you take forces to the west. I shall handle Sharayu, he is in the east and I will have my revenge. The dragon hunters meet with him to discuss these previous actions. But all that matters...is that one day...they all shall fall."

Sharayu prepared his table for the hunters that he was going to meet. "I cant believe I have to house them, I know i live in a mansion but seriously. It doesnt matter now. All that matters is that we need to prepare for a war that will ravage the world. I just hope we can stop Droliath in time."

[Hirothelegend]

Nikoru grinned. "I will gladly do so." He destroyed a few buildings with his bare hands and then set some more on fire. He then laughed as he walked west. He could have flew but walking is more fierce looking. I wonder if these maggots can even harm me. Nikoru thought.

Hiro was walking from the East on a trail at night leading to the burning village. He looked up to the sky. "Such a beautiful night!" He said to himself. As he walked he found some arrows laying on the ground. "Well well isn't today my lucky day." He said. He picked up the arrows and put it in his quiver. He then looked up realizing that a village was on fire. ""Well, I guess today isn't theirs." Hiro said as he walked down the trail to the burning village.

[MeDaInsane]

" It is you, you will lead us to peace" these were the words that javak awoke to a few months ago. "how can this be. I-I was dead" he had told the voices. Instead of an answer he was hit with memories. They were of dragons burning his order killing his comrades, till finally he was left. That was when he saw it multicolored bird just before he was struck and sent into the blackness.

It has been years since the peace keepers fell, and javak revived as a fallen a few months ago. Javak now found himself at the place that had been told to house dragon tamers and slayers.

[Silyan]

Victoria found herself standing in front of the doors to the place that was supposed to house her now. Her golden hair was down to her waist as usual and she was wearing her favorite dress. Her bow and quiver were slung across her back. The young woman had arrived on her horse, but half way there he had been a bit spooked and she let her guide bring him back. Not bothering to knock, Victoria let herself in and sighed. It was a nice place, that was good at least. "Hello? Anyone here?" She asked, looking around. Her eyes studied her surroundings closely. Had she made the right choice in coming here? Hopefully. Would this actually make her admired for something other than her family's name. Well either way, her brain had made it perfectly clear that she wasn't able to turn back now.

[BKburke]

A young man opened the door. He wore a black tuxedo with a red collar and tie. He had a white shirt underneath. By the looks he was obviously a butler of some sort. His black hair ran down to his eyes and in the back it was a bit below his neck. "Are you looking for Sharayu?" He asked. He was quite silent showing that he hasn't really had a social life. "Sharayu isn't here for the moment but we were expecting y'all. Please come in but leave your weapons with me. We don't want anything to get ugly." He said walking inside.

[Varin]

"Ooof" Victor says and with a heavy thud he finds himself on his back. As he opens his eyes he is met with a stare from a set of big icy blue eyes.
"Oh you must be the one from the egg there the note said something about you hatching pretty soon i just didn't think this soon. However this day has been filled with large unexpected events. Why should this be any different?" As Victor finished his little rant he found the young wyrmling giving him a very puzzled look while still atop his chest.
"OOOOKay lets see if we cant get some things situated. Fresh from the egg that explains your inability to speak just yet. However you don't even have a name little one" Victor says now getting to eye level with the wyrmling
"how about we call you Frost judging from the mess you made over there"
Victor now turning his attention to the frozen egg shards and incubator but the sword and shield seemed to be unharmed.
"Just like dad said that sword is very special and when coupled with the shield could speak to the heart of a dragon something to take into consideration but in the meantime how about we find out where we landed or rather appeared frost?"
Victor quickly grabbed his things and went over a checklist to make sure everything was there he grabbed his Jacket that laid in the corner fixed the sheath for Bliss to his side grabbed the sword and shield and looked frost in the eye as he began to make for the door motioning for frost to follow with a happy chilled frolic she made her way behind Victor and they both took a step into this new area together.
"Hey frost This new area look like the outside of a mansion to you? and whats more someone is headed inside well let's see if we cant find out where...we...are" with a yelp Frost had made her way to the mansion like she knew inherently that this was a safe place but victor felt compelled to follow he wondered to himself as he chased after frost what lied in wait for them in this mansion?

[Misplaced4Chaos]

Dan had finally made it, he entered through the large steel gates just outside the mansion that was said to be where the dragon hunters dwelled, he was eager to join amongst their ranks and do what he felt he had to. Taking a deep breath he made his way to the front where he noticed someone was entering and standing in the door way as well as another who seemed to have a pet of sorts with him, he hurried over to the other person going where he was and noticed that he had a young dragonling with him. He gulped as he saw it, even though it was young it still was a creature that seemed bent on destruction, once he got close enough he called out, "Hey you there, you here to be a dragonslayer too?"

[CloudyDreams]

Annabelle had travelled for days and nights, heading for a certain house where she was supposed to live and train. She was riding a spirit horse, which emitted mists of sparkling white. The young woman was wearing a simple white shirt with brown pants, with a striking red sash around her waist. Her platinum blonde hair was lightly curled over her left shoulder, and her emerald green eyes sparkled with excitement. At first glance, Annabelle seemed to be some type of pirate, but any capable magic-user would be able to sense her wild magic. She clucked her tongue as the she and the spirit horse entered the forest, full of life and sounds. After a few minutes of wandering around the forest, Annabelle glimpsed of what seemed to be a large house. She stopped and nimbly jumped down from her mount. Looking at the creature lovingly, she rubbed its nose fondly. “Thank you,” she said to the spirit horse. The horse merely snorted, and turned away, slowly disappearing into smoke.

Breathing out, Annabelle headed towards the house, spotting a male at the front door calling out to someone. Curious, she quickened her pace until she was side-by-side to the young male. “Hi, what’s going…” The sight of the young dragonling had caught the young summoner by surprise. She stopped for a bit, studying the dragon with fascination. It was probably the first dragon she had seen up close, and it was kind of… cute. There was another male inside near the dragon, so Annabelle assumed that they were in some type of ‘contract.’

The two people seemed to be here for the same reason Annabelle came here…to be a dragon slayer. Suddenly shy, she glanced at the man next to her and greeted him.

“Er…Hi…”

[Silyan]

A young man opened the door. He wore a black tuxedo with a red collar and tie. He had a white shirt underneath. By the looks he was obviously a butler of some sort. His black hair ran down to his eyes and in the back it was a bit below his neck. "Are you looking for Sharayu?" He asked. He was quite silent showing that he hasn't really had a social life. "Sharayu isn't here for the moment but we were expecting y'all. Please come in but leave your weapons with me. We don't want anything to get ugly." He said walking inside.

"Hilarious. I'm not leaving my bow with you. Or anything else with you. If there's a problem, I need to be able to protect myself." Victoria snapped, narrowing her eyes at the butler. Victoria wasn't fond of not having her own type of weapons for protection, and hated if anyone else may have to step in. Besides that fact, most her life she was protected by others. Even if it was just to ensure nothing got nasty, but by the steely determined expression across her face it was obvious there was no way she would willingly give him her weapons.

[Azena]

The flames towered higher and higher around them. The smoke filled Grendel's lungs and he had to hug the ground to breathe what little oxygen was left in the air. The chaos masked the movements of his men and he felt alone. He felt defeated. Twenty well armed hunters were bested by a single dragon. A dragon, the likes of which he had never seen, made short work of their camp. The screams pierced his ears. His men burned alive and all he could think about was that he would not be one of them. He crawled across the dirt, looking for a path out of the inferno. He found shelter in the stone and climbed through a maze of rock.

It was the last he saw of the dragon or his men. Grendel wandered for days after. Aimless and lost he just kept marching. Three days ago, he came across a body alongside the road. The poor fool had been stabbed, robbed and left to die. The only thing left on him was a letter. The letter was a recruitment notice to take able-bodied warriors and turn them into dragon slayers. Grendel laughed at the idea. You don't just make dragon slayers. You need passion, cause, otherwise your just dragon fodder. Never the less, Grendel was in need of soldiers and perhaps he could make the fodder into fighters.

He set out to the nearby villages and asked around about the mansion that was mentioned in the letter. News had apparently traveled fast and he was quickly pointed in the right direction. According to the last villager he asked, Grendel was almost to this training camp of sorts and would see what exactly he was getting himself into. If he was lucky, it would be the answer to his problem. A new force to hunt the dragons with. Every last one of them.