OOC- Imported this original post from booksnmore. Starts at the edge of the Beors, near the Hadarac desert.

IC- The day was young. A morning mist shrouded the forest far below, and the air hung, chilly yet perfectly still, in the dim morning light. A biting frost hardened the ground, yet not 3 leagues away, the desert was already heating up to almost scorching temperatures in the few rays of warmth after the freezing darkness.

Kariana flexed her crackling joints, crawling outside the cave on her belly, praying that the sun would fully reveal itself soon. Like any reptile, she was coldblooded, and despite loving it on the edge of the monstrous mountains, it was freezing most mornings. She needed to warm her blood before she could even think about moving with ease. Plus she was hungry- she would need to hunt soon, for exercise as well as nutrition. Bored of waiting, she surveyed the landscape far below from her rocky perch at the base of a mountain, waiting to catch a glimpse of anything edible. Maybe she could watch it as she became less frozen in place, then pursue anything once she was able to fly again.

The cave had sheltered her overnight, and she was grateful, for it was rare to find such a gigantic cavern that could accommodate her. However, it certainly had no central heating... Watching the sun begin it's slow but steady ascent, Kariana caught a glimpse of something moving down below. Ravenously, she shifted on the rock (still unable to move fluently) and tried to spot it again. The scales in her neck rustled noisily, bits of frost crumbling away as she stretched forwards, grasping onto the edge and peering over the edge.

Blake was moving along at the bottom of a masive ridge. "Why so cold.." he began to mutter to himself and pulled his cloak tighter around him. He was moving along side the ridge wall hoping to find a crevice of somesort for shelter. Despite the early hour it was unusually quiet, even here on the outside of a mountain range there should be birds chirping and squirrels chattering. Although disturbed Blake kept on moving along the ridge.

By now, the sun had risen so that the bottom of the fiery orb was just brushing the distant sands of the desert. Kariana decided to chance a short flight, and gently splayed her wings. The deep blue appeared leathery black in the dim lighting, and the huge wingspan was like night-time coming to cover the ridge once again.

Standing up silently, the dragon, launched herself forwards, driving her wings down at the same time. Plants and wildlife below were buffeted by a huge gust of cool air, and she rose heavily into the sky. Circling carefully, she scanned the ground for whatever she had seen before, hoping that her flight had not scattered it into the undergrowth.

Being one of the oldest dragons in Alagaesia... if not the only one... she was surely the biggest. It was a wonder that her gigantic size still allowed her to leave the ground, but there was no way she could remain hidden in the sky at daytime.

Drania was exhausted. She was almost to the edge of the scorching Haderac Desert.
She had barely survived, and she was just praying she would last untill she could get to some water.
Her lips were burned, her clothes dirt & sand caked. She fell to her knees and cursed. How could she have been so stupid as to try and tried to cross the great expance by herself? Her falcon, Angel< had survived by sheer luck for Drania had been unable to care for her. The horse she had stolen from a town had died in the middle of the journey, leaving her with only her feet as a mode of transportation.
She wanted to just lie there and cry, lie there and die. She had given up, her hope was lost.
Suddenly she was a great shadow pass above her. Looking up to see what could make such a great shadow, she saw a dragon & gasped. Oh boy, you are seeing your mirages again Drania, dragons have been dead in Alagaesia for years. she thought, but even then she doubted her own commen sense. She look up again...

ooc: also BooksNMore material, by me. lol.

ic: Vladmir and Laenir had flown stealthily to the Hadarac desert to pick up Kara, who decided to explore on her own for once. Laenir, tired from flying, decided to go hunting, because he hadn't eaten a week. He set Vladmir and Kara down near the edge of the Hadarac to find a good place to set up camp while he hunted. They had found a place near the mountains where there were a few pine trees and a bubbling spring which fed into a small brook. They had just set up camp when Laenir swooped in. Laenir laid down sleepily after his feast of two bucks. Vladmir took Laenir's sattle off because it was becoming uncomfortable. Then Vladmir layed in the grass on his back beside Laenir, staring up at the clouds. Kara curled up in a ball and propped her head up on her front paws.. They were all tired from their travels and were in need of some rest. Vladmir, bored after daydreaming for a while, decided to go walking. He jumped into a tree and walked along the long branches, which were almost as large as those in Du Weldenvarden. He then saw a woman down below. She suddenly looked up, and thinking that she had spotted him, he dashed to a branch where he was obscured from view, but in doing so, he dislodged a medium-sized branch which fell from the tree.

OOC- Fine with me, I forgot about this one.

Simoro had no idea where he was going. It seemed he was partially overshadowed at this point; a voice was telling him which directions to turn. However, he didn't have anything better to do, and maybe this would lead him closer to understanding what he had become. So, this thought still in mind, he turned toward the cliff that he was instructed to go towards. He could sense the life form of a woman, which he realized he was headed straight for. With this realization, the presence in his mind seemed to leave, his thought process once again his own. He stopped for a moment to asses the changes. He found that he knew more of the ancient language now, but that seemed to be all that the spirit had done to his mind. He set off once more toward the woman. He saw her look up, and heard a noise above. He searched with his mind for what had moved, but only found a space that seemed hidden. A rider, probably. But the thing was obviously more content with hiding for the moment, so he made the rest of the way to the woman. He extended his hand to help her to his feet, and said "Greetings. What brings you to the rough sands of the Desert?"

ooc: there goes my enterence.....ty....... a little advice: if you see someone is setting something up, don't ruin it. it really annoys people.

Everyone has the right to make their story go their own way....you can't really set up, because someone is going to change what will happen anyway.

ooc: good point...... dunno....... i was a bit tired when i posted that, though i'm still a tiny bit irritated. w/e. Saphira 75's or Valkrayie's turn.

ooc: Valkrayie's or Saphira75's turn now.

OOC: Wait can I join?

ooc: can wait a tiny bit please?

OOC- oh, well, somebody post.

ooc: I'm waiting for them.

OOC: I also have forgotten of this posty >.>

IC: Blake felt the cold seep through his bones, So COLD... He though as he pulled the ever billowing cloak closer. He was looking down at the time a huge shadow ran on the ground below him. He looked up and saw as a huge Dragon pass above, "That must be the oldest or at least the biggest dragon in Alegasia." He Gasped.

OOC- Kariana suddenly became wary. There was more life down below than she had originally though. Stealthily, she circled, getting lower for a few second before rising on a thermal gust of air which warmed her belly pleasantly.

As she surveyed the landscape, she spotted quite a few figures moving about. Humans most likely... elves were rarely spotted near the Beors. Kariana had always quite admired that race- she would have to fly to Du Weldenvarden one day, maybe if Galbatorix's reign ever ended before her death...

Deep in these thoughts, she casually studied the beings on the ground. From that height she could see a few shadows... a woman, it seemed. Something in a tree, perhaps an eagle, they were native to these parts. Or maybe somebody had climbed up there. A couple more figures showed themselves, one approaching the woman- it was all quite busy for such a deserted part of the land. For the while, Kariana continued to circle, rising slightly higher to get a better view of the landscape, and to keep out of range in case they had bows and arrows.