Returning to site, returning role-player. Looking for immersion and escapism in most settings (fantasy, sci-fi, superhero or anything inbetween and different.)
Her eyes flew open with the clatter of the falling knife and a shout from Thurin the Dwarf across the way. Ellaryn laid still making sure the noise wasn't directed at something she had done, then she slowly moved from under the bed and gently laid a hand on the Elf above.
"Calariel there's trouble." She whispered to her.
Ellaryn moved and started collecting her gear together before she remembered, she was in a group on a quest now. She cursed under her breath, decided to pull on clothes and grab her short swords. Not entirely sure whether to flee and defend the place, she looked for a place to conceal herself incase Princess Calariel was attacked.
Fin did fall silent, she couldn't think of how to voice her opinion without the possiblity of upsetting the Peasant Ellanore. She reapplied her invisibility and buried herself in Ellanore's pocket once more. The gentle movement of the horse soon had her dozing until the speed suddenly picked up. She didn't have time to do anything except go with Ellanore when she flew from the horse.
"Finny?!" she called to the air. "Please tell me I didn't fall on you, oh please, please..."
Feeling a little shaken Fin climbed from the pocket and up Ellanore's arm. She still cared for her, that was good she thought . Fin looked around at the people gathered, before she whispered into Ellanore's ear.
"I'm fine, I think, a little shaken. Who are these people?....will you be marrying one of them?"
She checked herself, still invisible, she wasn't sure what to make of the people they had run into. @MushyKetchup
Blin reeled back in horror as the creature turned on him, he raised the remains of his broken staff in defense just before Nikki crashed into it. He backpeddleda few feet away gasping for breath, looking at the two women and grinning at their accomplishment. The tiny dragon crawled out from somewhere within his clothes and gently proddeda around his neck injury, the pain made Blin bring his hand up to his throat and brought away a few drops of blood.
He couldn't remember the last time he'd cut himself and with the combat over he did want any coming of age man would do after such a fight which could have killed him.
Blin fainted.
Four sets of hands gently prodded his bruises and cuts, a warm and soothing salve was applied to areas with bandages to others. A savoury aroma and odour of smoke promised of food. his stomach growled just as his eyes opened. The two quickly stepped back, each wearing flambouent coloured cloth that seemed to disguise their actions as they moved.
"I think I owe you my thanks. i don't suppose you have seen my friend Kal around?"
The women looked at each other before facing him again, they both shook their heads. One went over to the campfire and brough back a bowl of soup or stew. His eyes still seemed to go blurry, whatever it was still smelled delicious. He took the bowl that was offered and slowly began to eat. Between mouthfuls, he offered his thanks again.
The women hadn't answered him, his chewing slowed and finally stopped. A brief thought of poison entered his mind but he dismissed it, they both had staves to beat him with and he was in no position to fight back. besides they both could have done whatever they wanted in his unconscious state.
"Kal. You can't his him. Big dragon, golden coloured." He tried to look around but aches and sprains prevented total mobility. "Where's my...." he didn't even see one of the women move, all of a sudden her finger tapped him in the centre of his forehead.
"Rest yourself, your in no position to strain yourself." Her touch wasn't painful but something about made his eyes droop at the word rest and before she finished, the bowl slipped from his fingers as he went sleep.
Blin's eyes opend to a small white dragon gazing into his own. It's taloned like mouth rapped him once more on his forehead.
"I'm awake." blin blinked a few times, looking closely at the tiny creature. "Yeah I do know you, your Kal...Kalikorix...I had a dream about you." He reached towards it, a little unsure of himself, and then scratched it on it's head. "Thanks for waking me, again."
Sitting himself up, he moved the dragon onto his shoulder and then looking around at the battlefield and people left there. He was just about to introduce himself to the girl that saved him, before he realised some people were missing and what in the sky isles was that walking mushroom?
Blin could take it anymore, he didn't know how he knew the sword was deep inside the creature, but he had to have it. He hoped he was far enough around the creature to have it between himself and Blank. Taking a last look at the little dragon on his shoulder, he whispered to it;
"Best you don't engage it Kal, I don't like the way they try to attack you all."
He gripped his makeshift staff in both hands and charged the bone beast now that it had landed, he couldn't trust the weapon to pierce or otherwise damage the creatures body, so he went for the next best thing. The wings. Blin thrust the broken ended staff up into the membrane and attempted to rip skin asunder. If he could, he would make sure it couldn't fly away. He just hoped Blank could provide backup if and when it turned on him.
A distant murmer in the back of his mind asked how he knew the dragons name, somehow it seemed familar to him, but then those thoughts were lost as he rushed the winged monster.
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