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Beyond the Desert Sands [Fantasy] [Closed+Canceled]

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Ancients of Elan ~ Rise of The Chosen

Corraidhin felt his feet being lifted off the ground. The man began to turn into his werewolf form, progressively growing hairier and his eyes becoming yellow. "I've already answered your question. And you're right, I'm not starting an academy. I'm rebuilding one."Corraidhin said in answer, keeping his voice steady. "So you have been that abomination of a country run by apes." Corraidhin shuddered to think of that place. "I know why I hate them, so why do you?"

Ancients of Elan ~ Rise of The Chosen

"Not at all ringo" said Corraidhin, oblivious to the fact that the man in front of him wasn't the kind of guy to mess with. "Say, you look like the kind of guy who could use a few extra bucks. Don't worry, I'm in the same boat as you. Or at least i was until about ten minutes ago." Corraidhin had only made the offer as a joke, but something in the way the man carried himself made it very real. "Tell you what, I'm recruting... um, half-humans, for a special academy of said oppressed minority, and I recognize a lycanthrope when I see one. I'm a regia by the way. You ever been to Cimmeria?" he asked. He doubted some one as stubborn as this particular werewolf would take him up on the offer, but who knows what desperate people will do.

Ancients of Elan ~ Rise of The Chosen

"Oh, isn't everything ridiculous today?" said Corraidhin sarcastically in response to Nathan. Meira glared at him, her eyes piercing his own. Suddenly a strong gust of wind slammed into them, and Nathan took off with the Princess. A dark sword came crashing into the ground in front of the pegasus. An explosion of stalagmite shot up around him, and the pegasus stood up on both legs, sending him flying off it's back. One of the girls from the throne room sauntered over to him and told him how lucky he was that she had spared him. "Sigma's name!" he cried. "Why must you people always go to extremes?" He looked around for Amalius and saw him cutting down a Dragon Knight. "Disperse!" he shouted to him and his men, and they made for the alleyways and climbed up the rubble of the broken buildings. Corraidhin ran over to a man standing in front of a burning tavern. "Hey! You wanna make 20 shiny new pieces of alura? Go up to that pink haired girl, call her a cutie-pie, and run that way" he said, pointing to the opposite direction of the one he planned to flee to, which was out of Eris Eilan.

Ancients of Elan ~ Rise of The Chosen

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Ancients of Elan ~ Rise of The Chosen

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Ancients of Elan ~ Rise of The Chosen

Corraidhin stood by as Meira unleashed her vocal fury on him. It was all he could do but laugh. He knew he perhaps had gone too far with his taunting, but at least it had worked. More men had arrived to join Meira, led by the man in black who had gotten him into this mess in the first place. Just as the men looked as if they were ready to charge, he saw arrows fly toward them. Corraidhin looked behind him and saw the Arch Knights of Windgrace. Perhaps they would survive this battle after all. "And so it truly becomes a battle" he said, and prepared to charge. The two sides moved quickly towards each other, and Corraidhin's men formed a triangle blazed with fire light with him at the tip.

The two sides collided and it became a sea of blood. Corraidhin lashed out at the enemy with his flames, leaving burn marks across the soldiers body, and they collapsed writhing in pain. Fire from the Arch Knights arrows lit the street ablaze. He look to his side for a second, and saw Meira looking right at him. She said something to Nathan, and prepared to ride towards him. There was only one thing he could do in such a situation: run right back at her. He turned to Amalius. "I need to go take care of something. If something goes terribly wrong, divide and wait for me to contact you" he told him. "I hope you know what you're doing" responded Amalius. Corraidhin looked back towards Meira and saw Nathan sling her over his shoulder. Corraidhin darted foward just before Nathan catapulted himself forward. Corraidhin lodged the beard of his mace into one of the footholds of the pegasus's saddle, and the pegasus ran ahead quickly to keep up with Nathan, dragging Corraidhin along the ground. "Not good!" he said to himself. He pulled himself forward and grabbed the saddle, and lifted himself onto it. He sat on the saddle, and lit up another cigar. "I'd better stop wasting these" he said to himself, but not loud enough so that Nathan could hear. He doubted he would take to kindly to him hitching a ride with them. Suddenly, the sky filled with dark clouds.

Ancients of Elan ~ Rise of The Chosen

I used to have Skype, but i got rid of it because some guy was messing with it. Should i get it again?

Ancients of Elan ~ Rise of The Chosen

Corraidhin led the soldiers toward where the fugitives had stopped in front of a group of Dragon Knights. He had been hoping for a way to surround them. "Like rats drawn to cheese they have wandered into a trap" he said. But he had spoke too soon. Suddenly a brilliant pegasus emerged before Meira, and she and the whelp mounted quickly. Then one of the Dragon Knights dressed in very revealing armor met them on the ground. They exchanged words he could not hear, and then Meira drew her sword. She delivered a speech with great confidence and persuasion, and the Pegasus Knights who had appeared and the Dragon Knights were with her. The creepy people with them ascended their mounts, and before him stood a battalion of Horsemen sitting upon great beasts. He quickly glanced over one of the buildings on the side of the street, and in the doorway he saw a most curious thing. He saw four people staring directly at him. Then he recognized them. They were regia, whom he had rounded up from the academy in Ytrellia, led by one of his good friends, Amulius Karna.
Amulius Karna:
What are they doing here? he thought to himself. They must have taken his advice and fled for Ereis Eisan. A devilish smirk spread across Corraidhin's face. He pulled a cigar out of his pocket, put it in his mouth, and lit it up from a flame at the end of his thumb. He took a puff and then took it out of his mouth. "Forgot how to fight fair have we, princess?" called Corraidhin to the princess. "Just call in daddy's friends to help when things might be looking tough, eh? Too bad for me most of my friends are dead, or I'd call them in to give you a run for your money." He looked down at his cigar. "Lucky for me I've still got a trick or two up my sleeve" he said as the four people emerged from their hiding spot. Corraidhin threw his cigar to the ground and took his spell book out of his pocket. "Melloah!" He recited a spell and stepped on the lit cigar. Suddenly, flames began to circle around him like bees around a hive. "Come on then cutie-pie!"