SashaWindrider

Exodus

"Krosis bormah" the little dragon said. It's voice high and squeaky, nothing at all like the massive rumble it would have at full size. "Body hard to control when new. " Clearly this one was more advanced than the rest of the litter. It was at the moment a soft charcoal black but would darken enough to give the night sky a run for it's money so to speak. "Hungry now. "

The dragon on Sephiroth's feet continued to sleep, ignoring his statement.

"I need to head back to the kitchen, you and Dragon-man are welcome anytime. " Anuriel said.

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"T'vor scared him and now he's acting dramatic, I figured bringing the fool here would cure him. " Azurael said. She then slyly added "Stupid can't be cured though. "

Damien stood in gobsmacked silence.

Exodus

Anuriel noticed how carefully Sephiroth avoided her question, she noticed people tended to avoid answering such a question regardless of who was asking.

Anuriel went to her tent and retrieved the tome. It was certainly ancient looking and appeared to be made from some sort of thick leather. A polished stone was embedded in the middle of the cover. "Dov-bormah has appeared. " Anuriel whispered to herself.

She made the return journey to Sephiroth. One of the dragonlets, a dark grey one with long slender wings, appeared to regard her very carefully before falling asleep on Sephiroth's feet. The others were having a brawl, rolling around in a mess of wings, legs, and bodies. "The book, Seph-dov. " Anuriel said.

Anuriel held out the book just as one of the dragonlets discovered he could breathe fire. Right at Sephiroth. The offender whimpered, knowing it was bad even though it was an accident.
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Damien scarpered as fast as his feet could carry him. He ran to Azurael. "What's wrong?" Azurael asked, concerned at the panic on Damien's face.

"The dragon man threatened me. " Damien said, and melodramatically appeared to faint. "you should have gone to drama school. " Azurael muttered as she picked the demon up and carried him to the medical tent. She dropped him on the floor and gave him a hefty kick to the ribs.

"Of, why did you do that?" Damien complained.

"I had to carry you here and your bad acting."

"Medic!" Azurael called out.
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Sasha had once again awoken and was walking about in a detached state.

Exodus

"No you haven't, but I am honored you think of me in such a way." Anuriel said. In a true motherly fashion, she said "You'll have to find a wife one day and make little future rulers." Anuriel knew full well that this would likely be far off, if it ever did happen. She mused that perhaps it wasn't so important that either ruler of each kingdom have a successor, after all they were a nearly extinct species on a hostile planet and thier only home now being a burnt out husk after a supernova wiping it out. She shook her head, those rainy day thoughts simply would not do.

Anuriel turned her thoughts back to the dragonlets. "One of my ancestors way back was a dragon rider, must have been over a thousand years ago now. He passed down a tome of dragon lore. Perhaps you would like it, seeing as you are now King Sephiroth Dov-bormah. A demon king has not held that title for quite some time. I suppose Grim would know when the last demon king held the title of Dov-bormah. You lead the dov now. "

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There are two things those of the feathered variety can do - they will either flatten thier plumage for fluff it up. Damien's feathers done the second thing. Once he gathered T'vor wasn't going to harm him right then his feathers slowly went back to normal. "Thank you sir. "

Exodus

"You are always welcome in my kitchen. So's T'vor if he wants. I always used to keep a little extra food aside for you two when I figured what was going on." Anuriel said.

Anuriel closely scrutinized the stones. "By the gods, dragon stones. " Anuriel said in a reverent voice. "I have on heard stories about them. I doubt they will unbalance the ecosystem. If anything they will balance it. They did for Genesis. "

The stones grew to thier full size. Spider web cracks began spreading all over the eggs. Sephiroth's face was the first they saw so they imprinted on him. Each dragon was wildly different to the next. So far they only communicated in humming sounds. "I think you are their mother" Anuriel said. "If I am correct, they will only need you for a short amount of time and then they will be off to pair themselves with a rider. "

The dragons curled up at Sephiroth's feet in a messy pile.
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Damien got a fright and cracked his head against the tent post. "Uh, Azurael suggested I become a part of the peacekeeping force and to come ask you about it."

"I always thought your helm was a part of you. I didn't know you were actually normal underneath it. " Damien said, having never seen the general without his trademark helm before.

Exodus

Dragon eggs -
Dragon eggs start off similar in appearance to Terran rocks like tiger eye or tiger iron. Once awakened by magic they will rapidly change in appearance, they will only hatch when they are ready and it is up to each individual inhabitant of each egg as to when each one hatches.

Egg color will generally match the dragon scale colour.

Baby dragons imprint on whosoever they see first.

Exodus

T'vor was about to get a rude wake up call in the form of a purple haired Demon, who funnily enough was the selfsame Demon that Azurael had tried to stop from waking the slumbering general. Damien arrived outside of T'vor's tent in a tangle of his six limbs. Noisly. Damien had managed to trip over his own feet. As Damien picked himself up he saw that T'vor was not awake and decided that he would just wait outside T'vors tent until the general woke up. Damien sat down resting his back against the tent post. He began to sing softly, it was an old demonic lullaby - old enough to be ancient when the current Grim Reaper was but a babe in arms, it had endured for qiute some time.

The stones had been awakened by something. Perhaps it was Damien playing with them making them float, or the blood ritual spell Sasha and Sephiroth undertook, or something else, whatever it was it was apparent what Damien had thought were stones, were in fact not. The stones began to take on a familiar egg shape and grew larger yet. They stopped growing as if they could sense that growing any larger would cause them to tumble out of the holders hands. They started to emit a deep humming sound and one would possibly sense the 'stones' were impatient and were waiting for something.

Anuriel happened to have a short amount of free time. She wandered to where Sephiroth was. "Lord Sephiroth, I haven't seen you in quite some time. Either yourself or your cohort would pilfer food. I do recall accidentally mistaking General al'Tvor for an intruder once." Anuriel said, referring to the very scene Sephiroth and the General had reminsced together over on the ship.

HALO future

Bump

Exodus

"Yes, Lord Sephiroth. Quite finished. " Sasha replied, her tone of voice distant. "The dimensional gateway will remain closed to but those of our blood. " Sasha turned walk away, not before adding "Your help was vital". In her detached state this was as close to a thanks as anyone would get. She walked away and found herself a tent. She lay down to sleep, exhausted from the drain of magic.

Azurael dispatched her recruits after giving them thier new assignments. She stopped by T'vor's tent and noted that he was sleeping. Azurael decided not to wake him up but left him a note.
Found recruits, given them assignments. Azurael.

Azurael left the note on a small table next to the bed. She walked away and found Damien who had woken up again by this this point. The both of them decided to have a meal together, in which Azurael decided to persuade Damien to join the joint peacekeeping force.

"Wait until T'vor's awake before you disturb him". Azurael shouted after the rapidly departing Damien.

Sephiroth's rocks had appeared to change in colour slightly and had also grown slightly larger.

Exodus

(Yes it is)
"Yes sir. I am now a part of the Demonic Legion so I figured why not. And thank you. " Azurael said, blushing slightly. It took Azurael some time but she managed to find enough Angels for a small squadron, needless to say it was telling none of them were from the Exodus.

Sasha drew a very simple dagger from a hidden pocket within one of her sleeves. The only decoration was a few spirals etched into the hilt. She walked around the border of the camp shedding her blood and reciting the spell. As she completed the ritual things brightened intensely and the dulled back to thier normal colour. A brief him could be heard, much like that of a vibrating tuning fork, that too disappeared. Sasha felt the magic drain completely out of her. She would be quite unable to shapeshift for at least a week and would not be able to sheath or unsheath her wings for roughly the same amount of time. Her temper would also temporarily change to more closely match that of the Order entity that was her legacy. She would be quiet placid and entirely emotionally unattached.

Exodus

"Most Angels don't like having Demonic superiors. I will hunt down some Angels and see to it that they join our joint Peacekeeping force."

"I am honored to accept the promotion, Sir" Azurael said, addressing each of his statements separately.

Azurael began to don her armour which she had gotten a particularly skilled demon to alter for her. The metal plate part of her armour was now a shade of red so deep and dark it was almost black. Only in the direct light could a red sheen be seen. The cloth and chainmail was black. Some nifty demonic tech had been utilised to make her armour lighter but at the same time stronger than conventional Angelic armour.
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Sasha shook her head as Grim walked away. "For some-one who is meant to keep balance between life and death, he sure likes disturbing it." Sasha mused out loud.

"The wards need to be chanted out loud in the old language" Sasha said. Technically there was no true difference between old Angelic and old Demonic other than pronounciation of certain sounds and regional accents. Old Angelic had more of a sharp explosive pronounciation and old Demonic had more of an elegant and sibilant pronounciation. The writing styles also varied with differing runes.

Sasha recited first the required spell so Sephiroth too could learn it:
Hon zu'u du do sil
Hon zu'u las bolaav
Bolaav mu tiid ahrk revak golt
Qah mu nol paal
Grind los ni laan
Sos vaat mul lah
Kunvul bel qah

"This spell must be chanted around the whole boarder of the camp and we must shed a drop of per meter we walk. You must walk clockwise, and I counterclockwise until we both complete a lap."