The hot sun felt good against Erais' skin. The last time she had been here was with Erador. The memories brought a pang to her heart, the feeling of emptiness washed over her as she walked over the hot sand barefooted. She felt just as empty as the Hadrac was void of life.

The feeling of the hot sand spreading about her feet as she walked was much more different than that of the mountains. After being so long in the mountains, she hadn't realized she had missed the barreness of the desert. The dry smell of the sand and air was refreshing, in a way.

Erais continued to walk over the sand dunes in her dark clothes. The wind would pick up in certain spots for a few moments, but it didn't bother her. Soon she saw a small oasis. Picking her speed up a bit more, she continued her way towards it.

Finally she came to the edge of the small pool of water. She drank a little bit and than refilled her container. Feeling tired in the hot sun, she walked over to one of the lone trees and settled under it. Bringing her sword across her so she wouldn't be bothered. Though she doubted it as she pulled her hood over her face. Besides, who would be in this wasteland full of little to no life?

OOC: I'll use Gryfendel... Sry for shortness, I'm not used to my new(er) charry yet.

IC:Gryfendel sighed in contentment as he traveled through the Hadarac Desert, stopping only at times to hunt and to draw water from the earth, to him, there was almost nothing compared to the vast, seemingly endless expanse of sand and rock. He chuckled to himself as he spotted an Oasis and landed not noticing the stranger who was intently observing him. He dipped his head into a nearby pool and started to drink, the noise of him doing so shook the sand around him.

Erais' eyes flashed open when she felt the air shift. Something large was coming, but Erais felt no need to move. She was still a bit too drowsy to care who it was. Besides, she knew she'd be able to fight them off easily. Taking her hood off of her face, she felt the ground shake when whatever the large creature was, landed.

It was quite a curious thing. The dragons she had seen in her travels were nothing compared to this one. It also looked riderless. As she observed the dragon drinking from the cool pool of water, she instantly felt an extreme sadness wash over her.

She continued to watch him in silence as he drank. He was much bigger than Erador had been... but Erador didn't have the chance to grow much. Erais held back the tears that threatened to spill over, not realizing that her mind blocks were down and that the terrible memory of Erador's agonized screams echoed past her mind and into any living thing at the moment.

-flashback-

Erais and Erador were fighting like mad against a small section of Galbatorix's army. At first they had the upper hand, but soon they were being seperated, little by little. Finally when an attack got past Erais' defensive blows, she looked about to see Erador many feet away. 'Erador!' She screamed as she saw two Shade's approach the young dragon.
Furiously Erais began to break through all the men and urgals that were trying to hold her back. She was killing everything that was getting in her way. Luckily she made it in time to get on Erador's saddle and they launched into the sky.
It was too late though. The two Shades shot deadly spells that hit Erador on her underside. The dragon screeched in pain, and knew it was dying. Though it was stubborn and kept flying to make sure Erais was safe from harm before letting herself die.

-end-

The echoing screams shot through her body over and over. They seeped into the unknown dragon by accident.

Erais whipped her head up and looked at the dragon. She looked distantly at him, her eyes had turned empty. When he questioned her about her dragon, she took a sharp intake of breath. My dragon was murdered by two Shades. Erais gasped in her mind.

She felt so alone right now. When you grow so accustomed to a presence in your mind, and than it's just gone. It feels as though you've died, but you still have a functioning body. Erais looked up into the dragon's eyes, he was much more friendlier than she would have thought for a riderless dragon.

Erais watched Gryfendel with a dull expression, her eyes were seemingly glazed over as he roared into the sky. A stream of fire slowly disappearing into nothingness. "Yes, murderers." Erais said quietly, she began to feel more alone right than, more so than she had in a long time.

No I do not blame you. I wish I could be able to do something like that to rid my pent up anger. Though since I can't, I take every oppourtunity to kill anyone that even remotely thinks of joing Galbatorix. Erais said to him with the slight tinge of anger growing inside of her.

She looked up to see Gryfendel holding someone between his talons. Studying the stranger for a moment she realized who it was. "Mesaraih!" Her voice had held a bit hardness to it. Erais stood up and drew her sword, the anger in her right now was taking a little bit of dominence at the moment. "What are you doing here?" She asked, the point of her sword residing right next to his jugular vein in his throat.

Erais glared at him coldly, and just to emphasize what she could do, she pricked his neck hard enough to get a small stream of blood flowing. "People don't just take a stroll through the desert." She said rather unfriendly. It was times like these that it would be best to leave her alone.

Lucky for him she was acquainted enough with him to not kill him. She knew in her mind that he wasn't exactly a threat, she just needed to get rid of her excess anger on something. "What are you really doing out here?" Her voice was emotionless as she cleaned her sword tip off.

What he was suggesting only made her roll her eyes. "Just shut up," she muttered, not feeling like talking anymore to him. She turned away from him and felt the stirrings of a breeze start to pick up. The wind was much dryer and hotter than she would have liked, but it had it's own charm to it.

"Actually I do know perfectly well," Erais said while turning back to him, her anger boiling up again. "Watch your mouth!" She hissed quietly. "You are the one who knows nothing."

Erais was rather ticked off right now with him. Completely forgetting that Gryfendel was there with them, she walked over to him. Grabbed him with one hand and held her sword against his neck once again. "You know nothing as to why I'm upset right now, don't you ever DARE even assume that you know anything again. Or consider your life, forfeit." Her voice was so dark, and the pressure that she was exerting against his next was about to slit his throat.

After a moments pause, she shoved him away, surprised that she had enough strength to do so. He was getting on her bad side fast, and if she didn't clear her head, she might just attack him if he pushed her over the edge.

The moment he said dare, Erais was quick as lightning. She had pulled out one of her daggers and cut his arm, rather deeply. Swinging her sword she started attacking him, pouring all her anguish into her attacks. "You don't know, because you aren't a rider. You have no idea what it's like to lose your dragon! So shut up! You'll never understand, not until you lose your dragon!" She ended up shouting at him.

Her attacks grew weaker against him as she struggled to stay standing. In the end, she did something that was completely unexpected. She broke down in tears. She fell to her knees and began to sob uncontrolably, her hand growing slack around her sword hilt. Resulting in it sliding onto the sand.

Erais didn't say anything as her face became stony, the tears starting to slow and finally stopping. Her eyes were empty and her expression was blank. He had no idea how hard it was to have another accupant in your mind for years, and than it just being gone. Snuffed out like a candle. "How can you say that? What makes you so sure that we'll see eachother again?"

Her questions were so dull and almost void of life, that for a moment she hadn't realized she had said that.

OOC: >.> Do wait... And have you guys forgotten that I'm holding dear old Mesaraih by my talons... And now, I really don't see how I can post.

Ooc- well lets just scratch all that, and go back to the point where you're trapped in the talons. Sorry Eriel...didn't mean to get carried away.

OOC: Its okay guys, I get carried away like that sometimes too.

IC: Gryfendel growled at him. I want to gut you... He snarled and then looked deep into his eyes, eyes changing color to green. When he got into Mesariah's mind. He grinned and relaxed, forcing Mesariah to remain calm as well while he searched his mind thoroughly. Gryfendel stopped as he felt Mesariah pulling him out. Eh... He's good... He thought silently then exited his mind. He smiled and let him down. Why didn't you tell me you're a kind, stubborn member of the varden eh? I would've treated you better.

Erais glared at him icely. "You can't know, you've just lived a life with few trials. You better watch it more often, or I'll make sure you have no need to use it." She threatened, her thoughts were quickly turning a bit murderous. Her blood was boiling as he kept pushing her further and further towards the edge of her sanity...though she didn't have much left.

OOC: Wheee, lets bring Aeraldi into this!

Something was in the air, something that Aeraldi knew he loved. Strength, and a good chance of mayhem. Aeraldi shifted his body from the cool shade of a tree and a dead beast that was now mostly in his stomach. He stretched his wings as far as they could go, which by most dragons his age, was inconceivably tiny. He took one last look at the cadaver on the ground, thinking whether or not to finish it.
Let it rot. He decided. Aeraldi took off without a second thought, determined to find somewhere that might be fun. In the desert, however, there wasn't much to enjoy. Only the few small Oasis' that appeared here and there. This time there was more, a dragon, and a couple of weaklings, more commonly known as either human or elf. Aeraldi decided to dive into the water and scatter it over the land. Let the weaklings die of thirst. He thought cruelly. He did just that, he folded his wings together and fell out of the air, headed straight for the water. With a large splash, and a torrent of water flying everywhere, Aeraldi made his presence known.

OOC: Let's wait for Erais

Ooc - I'm really sorry I haven't been on in the past two days, but I came down with the flu and am still getting over it. Though I feel so much better.

Ic -

Erais was very shocked to see a dragon dive out of the sky and destroy the water in the Oasis. Hey! Erais said a bit snappily to the newcomer. Even when Mesaraih tried to save the water, not all of it made in and the water that was left was not exactly in drinking condition now. Mesaraih didn't look to happy at the moment and Erais felt a bit satisfied, sure there was a new dragon that looked slightly evil right now, but Erais was the same way. Besides, anything that upset or made Mesaraih uncomfortable was fine with her right now.

When Gryfendel picked him up and tossed him over to the new dragon, for a split moment she became instantly nervous for what was happening. Though when Gryfendel reassured her, she sat on the ground watching contendly as he was having his own spot of trouble. Well right now he deserves it...cocky jerk... She though the last part to herself. Though when he blasted himself towards the ground there was a rather painful sound that resonated through the air. "That is exactly why you should never get on the nerves of a dragon...especially if there's more than one." She said, a bit smug.

OOC: Oh dear, hope you get well soon lol

Indeed you don't. Said Aeraldi menacingly. At least you enjoy a good game. He said to Gryfendel.

OOC: sorry not longer but couldn't think of much else.

Ooc - Eriel, it's your turn.

OOC: Oops lol sry.

IC: Gryfendel laughed. You too. He grinned and looked at Mesariah. Oh? You stole a dragon egg? He laughed and pinned him on the ground, his claws like iron bars in a cell. Gryfendel lowered his head and looked directly at Mesariah, his eyes drilling holes into his. Gryfendel's eyes turn gold. Evarinya wryda. He said softly and watched at Mesariah squirmed in pain, light emanating from his bosom. Gryfendel threw him at Erias' feet and released the magic, chest heaving from the effort used. All yours Erais.

OOC: Sry for the gm.

Erais glared down at Mesaraih, who was on the ground. Many horrible things came to mind, but she realized what that would do to herself. Sighing her expression softened. She bent down next to him. "I don't care if you think you understand, I don't want you ever saying that around me again. You may think that you know what it's like, but no other rider who's lost a dragon lost it the way I did. So no, there is no one else who could possibly understand." Her voice was slightly bitter as she kneeled next to him, but her face was slightly soft, even if her eyes were still holding their cold exterior.

Gryfendel growled. Never lie to a dragon... For you are crunchy, and taste good with honey. He growled, dead serious about it, baring his teeth. Gryfendel whipped his head around as he saw Aeraldi lunge at him, driving the wind out of his lungs.

OOC: Pass turn, and sry for the gm But I thought you might want it.

Ooc - I need to pass, not much I can think of doing. Sorry.

OOC: I don't want this Rp to die so Aeraldi, it's your turn.

Just so you guys get it... I just gmed Aeraldi into attacking me. (oops xD)

Gryfendel just laughed and turned mid-air, making Aeraldi tilt his head back by blowing fire at him then thrust him into the ground, feeling a few bones break before roaring as Aeraldi raked his claws down his face, leaving bloody gashes. He let out a menacing growl and stood up, his eyes turned silver he he prepared to send down powerful winds at Aeraldi.

OOC:Short

Erais didn't say anything, there was much anger and bitterness in her. Even though she was starting to cool down, it wouldn't be wise for her to open her mouth at the moment. Her head shot up as the sound of dragons clashed in a battle. Why are you fightin!? she screamed at them as past memories flooded back and her anger and bitterness was grabbing hold of her again. Do not fight here! If you have unsettled scores, take it elsewhere! she said so darkly and menacingly, that it surprised herself.