OOC Im back, make way for Ioksok and Fang lol

IC: On the back of the great red dragon Fang Ioksok looked down at the eclipsing shadow his dragon was causing on the village below. The small rural settelment was purched on the side of the spine. Very risky, Ioksok thought to himself gazing down at the wood and thatched huts. After His nice stay in the dungon of the King Gablatorix, Ioksok was mad to say the least. The man was going to destroy the king even if he had to do it singel handly, witch he knew he didn't. He could get help from the varden or any of the other various groups of rebles throughout the empire.

Ioksok's mind drifted back to the horrors in the damp, dark dungun that had been his home for the last few months, or was it years he had no way of knowing the days and night were all the same. Ones mind can not think to much when it tries to block out serous pain and injure. The tourter was ruthless, and the dragon rider had the scars to prove it.

Shaking his head, the red's rider thought back to how it all started, helping the varden to steal eggs, and kill shades was not a good idea when working for the king, apparently. Ioksok snorted at that idea, he had told his dragon to run, fly to the middle of the Beors and stay until he heard the call. Taking Ioksok to Ura'bane, where he was questioned infront of the king, all durring his stay in the castle he could feel the pain of Gablatorix tring to pry infromation out of his head, it was like a white hot knife blade scrambling his brain. The pain went on for hours on end, until it just stoped. Eather Gablatorix just gave up or he had found what he wanted, what ever the cause Ioksok was left to rot in a cell under the capital city, with only putrid water and stale bread to keep him alive.

Fang shared the pain and misery with his rider, and was looking for as much revenge as his partner. The huge red dragon had flown to the Beors on request from his rider. Living like a wild dragon he felt free, but he was missing a part of himself without Ioksok at his side. The dragon was the only sancuary that Ioksok had during his stay with the king.

That was behind him and now he was looking for retribution, this small village was a dealer of weapons for the empire, well acording to his contacts. With a laugh that could put he evil Gablatorix to shame Ioksok decended on the small setelment, Fang let out a jet of flame catching the thatch on the roofs of several houses on fire.

Star Gazer watched Reb deal with a weapons specialist in the small village. Her sword had been bent in a battle and now she needed it fixed. Zantya was hiding in Reb's subconsious like usual but all of a sudden Zantya's sense of fear burst through Star and Reb's connection. Star staggered backwards with the force of it. " What's wrong?" Reb asked worried but Star was looking to the sky. A large red dragon was up there. Reb could only guess who it was. She didn't know any Reb dragon riders but the vibes coming from this rider were not good. Star sensed where Reb's thoughts were going.
" I'll go up. Take care of yourself." Star said and then launched into the air and sped away. Reb went back to her bargain when fire slammed into the roof of the house. The owner screamed and hit the deck. Reb grabbed her broken sword and put it back in it's sheath then pulled out her bow, taking aim at the dragon but she hesitated for some reason and then the thatch roof fell and colapsed ontop of her.
Star felt Reb's pain through her mind and she dropped a little but then Zantya took over.
Pieces of the building blew in every direction as Zantya made it explode. She stood there glaring up at the dragon. Fire creating a red aura around her. One that made her look menacing. And then to add to it her horse and wolves thundered out of the forrest and down the street and stopped in front of her. Cobalt's nose flared and steam rose off of him. The wolves' eyes looked menacing in their color.
OOC: hope you don't mind that I joined.

OOC no problem, but could you not typ in the weird colors, makes it kinda hard to read. Thanks

IC: After Fang's first dive, the rider and dragon gained more altitude and dove agian, flame billowing out of the giant red lizard's mouth. Buildings fell, and people screamed. Laughing all the while Ioksok pulled his crimson sword from the Wine red sheath, the black symbol, on the side representing the word revenge.
Sword in hand Ioksok sat tall on the huge beast snearing down at the world below. The would give him the retrebution that he disiered so badly. Exhaling the moment he landed, Fang swung his tail to the side smashing through a burning hut, and one that was untouched by the firery breath of the dragon. We will kill them all, burn them and smash them The red dragon hissed to his rider.
No my friend we will destroy their houses and burn thier food stores, winter is fast approtching. It would be worse to starve to death over the corse of months then to be burned by your flames Ioksok sent his dragon in return. Running forward like an overgrown desert lizard, Fang smashed houses, using his flames to burn any thing he could see.
Ioksok sat on the back of the great beast, throwing magical missiles at any thing that he saw move.

OOC: Say hello to my newest character!

IC: Aeraldi was flying as usual. Although the time was drawing near. He hated letting his darkness take hold, but it was necessary. Till then, Aeraldi kept flying. An eruption of flames to his left caught his attention.
A fight! Come on on let me out!
Not until we discover if they can help us.
Fine but if it can be set on fire it should be.
Aeraldi angled down towards the blaze and flew a little faster. As he got there he saw the rider on a dragon setting fire to the small village, to not mention the woman riding on a horse who were both on fire. If you could call it a woman.

OOC: OK, now that I know how Aeraldi acts, I think I can join.

Faefnir had been following the strange dragon for several days. The Stag chose to remain at the fortress. Faefnir was intrigued by this strange brethren who was not only much older than Faefnir, who had long believed that he was the oldest of the dragons, but also apparently had two sides that were extremely opposite and constantly fighting over a single body. He noticed Star gazer was nearby. He had a feeling she could sense him through their mental connection they shared as mates. Faefnir knew when he departed that, despite all her protestations, Star couldn't accompany. The fragile mental state of Aeraldi would only be jeopardized with the presence of another dragon. He now realized that things were going to be much more difficult to get Aeraldi alone. As he overheard the bitter words between Zantya and him, Faefnir came up with an idea. He reached out to Aeraldi with his mind and made contact. Listen to me. Get away from there. Go to the small wood just north of where you are. There is a clearing in the center. Land there. One awaits you who has the answers.

OOC: I know, I was referring to her being a shade. If they had a gender or they just adopted the one they took control of.

OOC ok so what's going on. Stare gazer some how you have like 4 diffrent people that are all the same or something. It's confusing please clear this up for me. Aeraldi please just don't post an OOC, you could pm him that.

IC Fang swung his head from side to side, flames shooting out of his open mouth. Their are at least three other dragons here. The red told his rider. With a feindish smile Ioksok told Fang Let us finish our buisness here then we will find a less crowded area. With a nod to himself Ioksok said a few more words in the anceint language, and the group of men that were trying to fight back, Ioksok assumed the local millita fell dead where stood.
Ignoring all around them the pair destroyed and killed, raviging the small village. Every thing that had stood but a minute ago was now burning and no more than rubble. When his task was finished Fang turned looking at the other Dragon.

They are in misery. Let me end it please!
No! You're going to kill them! At least my arts can help them live their lives.
You're no fun you know that?
Aeraldi disregarded that last statement and landed in the burning village. He approached the survivors and touched their wounds. His scales glowed brighter as he healed their wounds. He had almost finished healing his fourth victim before his dark half said
Your time is over, its time for me to have some fun!
Aeraldi's whole body shuddered, his claws gripped the ground in pain. His claws lengthened and his scales turned to black.

His body stopped shivering and he stood again. He looked at the person he was healing just before and said to him;
Here let me end that pain of yours.
He raised his claw and slashed it across the man's chest and neck.
Aeraldi's light side felt a great sadness, with the loss of life.
He spread his wings and flew into the sky. He drew his breath and lay fire across the remainder of the town. He looked back at the rider and his dragon.

As another dragon landed, Fang spread out his wings and sat back on his haunches ready for action. The dragon was healing people, after the fourth person, its scales changed color and it went on a rampage.

"Hello mighty dragon." Ioksok called from the back of his red, "What is your quarl with this town, if it is the same as mine I could find us some more fun." Laughing all the while he sheathed his sword and Fang relaxed. The big red's eyes never left the black dragon.

ooc: i'll join this one, welcome back

ic: Talias struggled to keep his balance in he panic of the village, he seached the ground for his bow until he found it aa couple of meters away. While this new, evil dragon was distracted by his dragon friends, he unleashed a volley of arrows at him.

OOC: Hold up please... Can we please have an order?

OOC yes, order is Me, Star gazer, Aeraldi, i-luv-saphira, then rpm12345
and please try to make your post atleast six sentences. thanks.

IC Fang let loose a jet of flame turning the arrows to ash before they hit him or his rider, not that they would have done any damage any way with the amount of wards cast upon both rider and dragon. Ioksok looked around tring to pinpoint the archer, "WHere the hell is he." The rider mumbled to himself. "I've found you." He said in a low voice that was full of malice and hate. Taking his own bow from his back, he put the bead on the mans head and eased the bow back, the tension caused the wood to creak and Ioksok let go the arrow thuded into the tree next to the archers head. Ioksok had moved the bow at the last minute, the first sign of compasion he had shown all day. He cursed.

Why? They were weak and deserved to be slaughtered if this was all the fight they could muster. Besides, I don't think anyone's going to miss them. Aeraldi thought spoke to the rest.
Why aren't you enjoying this? Surely there are parts of the fight that you enjoy?

Aeraldi was concerned that his darker half would start up another fight. He didn't like the prospect of fighting another dragon, not after the war.

OOC: just to clarify, is your character ignoring me or can he not hear me?

OOC: Hes asking why he should stop because he's enjoying he fight too much

OOC: ahhh. OK. Just wanted to clarify before I took my turn.

Faefnir easily knew why Aeraldi should end. I know how to gain control over yourself. Control your anger and your love. Maintain perfect balance between light and dark. But you must come to me.

Talias was startled by the sudden fire of his bow. That was too close, he thought to himself. He moved to a new position inside a abandoned house. He contacted Star and Feafnir, "It's me, Talias, I need you to destract the red dragon while I shoot him."

The village proteceter Ioksok assumed dismounted from a firey horse " Can't we talk this over instead of fighting. I get the impression this fit of rage is caused by the same man I hunt with all the anger I can. But this village is innocent. You have killed innocent people." a dragon landed next to the woman and let out a low growl witch was answerd by a roar from Fang. The red was bigger and stronger, but the other dragon was probly faster then him.

"You want to talk." Ioksok said it was not a question "your weak." he muttred to himslef then "If you want to talk tell the archer if he starts shooting we'll burn him alive.'' Ioksok said this loud enough to be heard by the archer that had taken shelter in a half ruined house. Not mch pertection agianst the fire breath of a red.

Talias heard the rider's warning and contacted the Star and Feafnir. He now knew that the rider knew exactly where he was and if he tryed to atack the arrows wouldnt reach him before they were burnt along with Talias himself. He contacted Reb, Star and Feafnir, "well what now?"

Ioksok laughed, "It was ment to be heard." the rider said as Reb changed instanly into a red long sleeved shirt, red shorts, and a pair of red gloves. "Now you match Fang." Ioksok said pulling his crossbow out and lieng it over the pomle of his saddle. "You make the first move, if any one gets killed bloods on your hands."

Fang lashed his tail back and forth then blew a flame and the top of house where the archer was hidding "Come out" Ioksok said "I would like to see my would be assasin." Then narrowing is eyes, why would any one be in a laylist village, "Do any of you work for the king?" he asked with a sneer.

OOC: RPM, nobody knows I am there except Aeraldi, leastways for the time being.

ooc: sorry didnt know that.
please, please dont call me RPM like that.

Stop the killing? Has my other side been in contact with you without my knowledge? Why would anyone want to stop the killing?
Spoke Aeraldi to Faefnir while jumping across the field to strike at yet another person.
Please stop this needless killing and listen to him! We can finally be whole, what we were meant to be!
The last time I could barely stand it! We did kill those elves good though, the power we gained was incredible! But the result. Being stuck with you is hard enough but BEING you was nearly unbearable.
Then I have no choice!
Aeraldi had just finished off another person before falling into a spasm. His entire body shook as his both sides attempted to gain control. His scales changed colors from black to white and back to black again. Neither side willing to give any mercy. His limbs flailed about destroying anything in their path. Then his body stopped moving. His breathing slowed, but remained constant. His scales turned grey and he fell limp on the ground.

Faefnir knew he had to do something now. Regardless of the presence of the others, he had to save Aeraldi. He leaped from the wood into the center of town. Without even saying a word, he picked the older, and therefore bigger, dragon up and set him on his back. He mustered all his strength to leap back into the wood. He tore through the wood until he finally reached the clearing. Faefnir set Aeraldi on the ground and quickly muttered some muttered. He smiled as he saw Aeraldi gain consciousness.

OOC: sorry if that was god-modding.

OOC: Aeraldi has the body of a two month old dragon. Just so you know. But the god modding was ok, i had actually planned that.

OOC: Ok. It was your turn you know.

OOC: I thought it was rpm's.

OOC: oh, wait. ur right. I totally lost track of the order.

ooc: pass turn

ic: Talias just stoof there and watched the events.

Ioksok listend to what she had to say calmly, but as soon as Reb said "You are no better then the king." Somthing snaped, Ioksok didn't even feel the hot fire burning his chest. He rasied his bow and shot ever arrow in his quiver not only at Reb but at her dragon and the man named Talias.

Fang roared and charged the enemy dragon, with his bigger bulk he held his enemy to the ground, We will not interfer with the masters he told her and slowly got up when he saw she was no longer struggling.

Ioksok threw his bow and empty quiver to the ground, and his sword materialized in his hand as if by magic. "You will die for what you said to me." Ioksok snarled and slashed at Reb's head.

Aeraldi's scales turned to white as he regained consciousness. He looked around and remembered where he was. He moved onto his legs and faced Faefnir.
I don't have very much time, he was weakened from his fight but I haven't had time to regain my strength either. Please tell me what you know.
You will pay for this dearly! As soon as I get the body back I'm going to kill everything in my path!

Talias dived for coover from the flurry of arrows. Reb, keep him deitraced ill shoot him! Tlias unleashed a wave of arrows, moving from cover to caver sending arrows from all directions.

"They are not innocent," Ioksok boomed "They are the reason that I was a prisoner of the king for years." Mabye prisoner was strong word he was kept agianst his will, but he had learned power. After he had fled the king, he had headed to this small town his home. His parnets were long gone and he had no other family. It was these peoples fult that the king found him and condemed his to years in a dungeon. That was until he broke out.

"It is my revenge I need this." The rider of the red dragon said as he lashed out with his free hand blocking the sword blow, Well atleast his time with the king taught him some things. The wards that he cast on himself and his dragon Fang, could hold out agenst magical and phycial attacks. "Will you give up or do I have to kill you?" he asked teasingly.

OOC: I hope you don't mind if I join.

IC: Eriel looked at the riderwith hate. He was teasing her friend and she wasn't about to let that go on. She contacted Reb quickly. Don't move, I'm behind you, hopefully out of his sight. Eriel frowned. In a whisper, barely audible, "Reisa Adurna." In that instant, Emrhyst landed near her rider, watching the red dragon's movements. A ball of water formed in Eriel's palm, her fingered curved into a hooked claw. "Istalri." A green fire surrounded the water. She smiled. "Arget Evarinya Garjzla" She laughed. 'This is crazy, she thought to herself." Within her mind, she whispered, Gath. The three elements fused and formed a ball of water, with green trails around it, and a silver light emanating from it. She smiled and took aim at the rider.

I thank you for the gift but I'm not sure of how much good it will do. The anger of the earliest resides within him, and I don't want the anger to flow back to you as well. There's something much darker about his powe.....
Aeraldi gasped in pain as his body shuddered and his scales turned to black. Aeraldi was enraged by the takeover by his light side and the attempt to control him by Faefnir.
You will die for your insolence! And with that Aeraldi charged.

OOC: I'm not sure how exactly this works so a little more explanation would be great!

OOC: and an explanation it is.

Faefnir knew this would happen. He simply just stood there, confident in his power. Try your worst. You cannot do it. Faefnir then chuckled as Aeraldi's dark form suddenly stopped and started shuddering. He then roared in pain and fell down onto his knees. Faefnir then walked over to him, knowing he was incapacitated. I told you. I suggest you either stay still for a long time or surrender control.

OOC: hope that's adequate. Sorry about the god-modding again, but I couldn't figure out any other way to make the effect clearer. You can describe the pain in the next post and what happens after that.

OOC: thanks very much!

Eriel stepped forwards and joined Reb. She looked at the rider with mock respect. Emrhyst followed behind, teeth bared, tail raised in the air. Eriel unstrung her bow and placed it at her back. She drew her blade and raised it in defense then poured out all her magical capabilities into attacking the rider's mind, pounding at the weakest of his defences,

OOC: Star, are you going to post?

OOC: After Ioksok is Star, then ILS then me... I think...

OOC: and then completely forget about me... I fit in between Star and I-L-S

OOC: Oops, sry. And you should really apply for the Dr status now.

OOC: hey sweet i hit 300, i didn't realize.

ooc:
you forgot me.

OOC: Gah, i was sleepy. *Yawn* oh well, someone give me the order cause im really confuzzled. And ima Pm Ioksok

Ioksok laughed at Reb, then suddenly stopped like a worm trying to borrow into solid rock, Eriel's attack was just to weak. The red dragon rider's mind was hardened from the pounding attacks of the king.

"five on two" Ioksok said as Fang let out a roar that shattred what few windows still remained intacked. Iosok raised his sword in a sulute then called on some of his magic, sending a ball of compressed air at his enemies.

OOC:Hm... that seemed abit all powerful Oo. I have extraordinary talent in magic, i pound at your mind with everything I got, and you don't feel a thing? >.>

OOC: Either way its my turn now.

Aeraldi quivered in pain, it seemed to come from every fibre in his body at the same time. It was too much for him to handle. He fought against it as hard as he could but nothing would relieve the pain. Aeraldi roared in pain and rage, his voice carrying far. Those that heard it felt their skin crawl, but not because it was evil but because they felt the pain that came from it. He couldn't fight against it any longer and collapsed onto the ground writhing in pain until it finally stopped. He lay on the ground gasping for air, thankful that the pain stopped. Those that were looking closely could see a small speck of liquid run down his face. He was crying, but had no intent on letting it be seen.

OOC: pass turn.

ooc: pass

Can we get an order for this thread please?

OOC: yes, that's right. so Ioksok, we need you to post now.

OOC: No that's not right! I go between Star and Ioksok.

OOC: Ioksok, if you don't post within the next 24 hours then we'll go ahead and say you passed.

OOC: He passed.. right? So... are we moving on and imagining that never happened? Or should I GM and make him flee back to Uru Baen? Oo

OOC: Might as well, he ain't posting any more.

OOC Sorry guys I was out of town for the holiday.

Ioksok cursed himself for missing his target, after releasing the anger that had made him blind, the dragonrider looked at the odds agian, it was two riders and a man agianst him and Fang. He knew he could kill any of them alone but together there was just to many, and they seemed to be agianst the king, so if he killed one or two before they killed him, the king would have less to worry about.

Nodding his head Ioksok sheathed his sword, as Fang who helped him reach this state of mind, walked over to him. Ioksok vualted onto the red's back and suluted his opponents, "Well Meet agian, hopfully on the same side." he shouted over the thunder of Fang wings as he took off from the ground.

OOC: It's your turn Eriel

OOC: Pass

I-L-S its your turn now.

Faefnir lunged out of his hiding place and roared. Then he pinned Fang and Ioksok on the ground before they could take off. Hold it right there.

OOC: Pass turn.