Ignitus was on Emraldor's saddle, gliding through the air with a quiver over his back filled with arrows, and a large pack of food on his side. Emraldor's neck-spikes took a halt at where Ignitus sat.

The two had been flying for the past hours, and were awaiting the arrival of Vroengard, former history and location of the Riders, in hope a fellow Dragon Rider would be in the ruins of the last battle. Ignitus knew he had barely a chance, only the slightest hope, that they would arrive to the Varden's new base, but it would be basically impossible - many elves did not have dragons to fly across, and getting a ship from a nearby dock would take a day at least.

The island came into view, quicker and quicker, as Emraldor's wings pushed faster and faster in the air. He manuevered his tail in a graceful fashion and they ejected into speed Ignitus thought impossible from his dragon. They were blasting through the air, blazing past the dark sky, under the glistening moon, and then by a landing bay, which was burnt out and the wood pieces scattered.

Can we land here? Ignitus asked.

From what the human saw, the dragon's neck bowed in a nod, and then they took land on a small knoll. But there was a flash of green light from straight behind them, and Ignitus could feel dizziness, he could feel Emraldor's dizziness, he could feel pain in his chest. He retched, reached for his sword, but his arm missed, and he fell to the floor.

[OOC: Free to all]

OOC: MInd if I join? =]

IC: Eriel stepped forwards, her hair flying in the slight breeze with her dragon behind her. Eriel walked over to the human and knelt beside him, she removed her right vambrace and placed it her hand on his head. "I think I overdid it..." She said to herself softly then went to his dragon. Emrhyst nudged Emraldor gently. Lets just bring them back. Eriel nodded her head in agreement and carried the human in a small wooden bed she sang out of a tree while Emrhyst carried the dragon by her talons, taking great care not to pierce his scales. They started the slow walk back to Eriel's temporary hideout on the island.

Ignitus quickly regained consiousness and found himself on what seemed like a comfertable, wooden bed. It took time to recall what had happened, but he got used to the sharp throbbing in the back of his head.

He got up and looked around, to find nobody there, not even Emraldor ... things began to grow suspiciously. He was alone in the forest where anything wild could attack him; he found the small puch of food next to him, and he began to eat a loaf of bread.

Something cracked through a small tree; Ignitus unsheathed his sword and shouted, "Who's there?"

"Oh, sorry ..." was Ignitus' reply to Eriel.
He shuffled his sword away and looked around. He was quite impressed, compared to what he had lived in before.
"Who are you?" he asked. "And where are you?"

OOC: Sorry for inactiveness, been ill and stayed off computer for a while.

What do you think, Emraldor? Ignitus asked.

The emerald dragon behind him snorted smoke from his snout.

It was hard to know whether to trust this girl, who had let him take refuge in her house, yet who had put him her in the first place. It was dangerous, and Ignitus did not even know what island she meant. Unless, of course -

He had reached Vroengard.

Eriel walked over to Reb. "That looks like a deep cut on your forearm."
OOC: -Pass turn

OOC: Due time for Faefnir to come in. lol

Faefnir had been to Vroengard before. He knew the geography of the barren island and the creatures that lurked on it's surface. He had long known that someone had come here, so he decided to investigate. It wasn't long before he sensed his mate on it, along with Eriel, all of whom were connected by the stones back on the Mountain. Teranor and Navarre clung to his back, enjoying the flight and anxious to finally see the ancient home of the Riders. Faefnir insisted that they remain behind with the Stag, but neither of them wanted to stay behind. Faefnir heralded his approach as he got close to their location and spiraled downwards to land.

The excitement was beyond anything he could believe, but there were still so many questions to still answer? How had his saviour had attacked him from the air? Why was she not excited beyond all belief when she saw a dragon? Why did she not finish him off?

It made the whole thing so eerie, so suspicious; Ignitus knew that even trusting Emraldor would be risking his life now.

He then caught sight of two other people. One was Eriel, of whom he knew, but there was somebody else, someone that felt slightly odd, likfe fire, like pain, like a Shade. Ignitus stood hidden and warned Emraldor of Eriel helping a Shade onto the island. Perhaps a conspiracy against a Dragon Rider they found? Maybe the Shade was there to help with the torture? Did Ignitus know somethiung they did not?

Ignitus stepped out and faced Zantya, watching as she grabbed the dagger. He slowly stepped forward again, looking at her deeply in the eyes. In a flash, he withdrew his sword and chopped what was forward.

[OOC: Star, either have me miss, or Zantya dodge; its up to you; oh, and pass turn.]

OOC: Sry, forgot 'bout this.

IC: Eriel smiled as she saw zantya side-step, leaving a hint of surprise in the human's face, "Nice one." She laughed gently and walked towards him. "Don't fool with Zantya, she's a most... special person yes?" She laughed then placed his sword back in its sheath. "You won't need it here, we're all friends, unless you might be working for the Empire?" She fixed her eyes upon him.

"I do not work for the Empire; however, I do not work for the Varden." Best to keep things suspicious here, Ignitus did not know what could happen.
For some reason, he started circling Eriel and began to examine her. "And who do you work for?"
Ignitus grabbed his sword and held it firm by his side.

Eriel rolled her eyes and told Zantya mentally to stay back, her tone was firm yet gentle as she examined Ignitus. Eriel laughed softly. "It is not really fair to say that I work for the Varden. I do not. I work for the elves and those who do not oppose them. Now," She said icily. "Sheath your blade or I'll sheath it for you after I finish wiping it on your blood-stained tunic." She drew her sword and wrapped it in thorny vines in an attempt to minimize the damage dealt towards him and to mock him. In a hand was her blade, in the other, a ball of fire with an ice core.

OOC: Sorry for going out of turn but I had to reply to it. Anyway, I think the order is,
Ignitus,
Eriel,
Star,
ILS

Ignitus unsheathed his blade and opened his arms, performing a huge smile in the process.
"I can't believe it," he said weakly. "The Varden! The Elves! You're my key!" he said to Eriel. "There is no need to draw weapons." He jumoed and started laughing about. "I am searching for the Elves and Varden, too! But I did not catch your names?"

OOC: Nvm, I guess we'll change the order to what we're doing now. >.>

IC:Eriel laughed and released the magic on her. "Zantya isn't just nasty, she's downright mean." Eriel said, not meaning it. Emrhyst grunted and landed with Emraldor near them. Emrhyst rumbled deeply. So is he a friend or foe? I would gladly slay his dragon now if he's foe. She smiled a toothy grin at Emraldor.