"Without a family, man, alone in the world, trembles with the cold"
--Andre Maurois, French novelist, 1885-1967

OCC: This topic is just for me and Jia right now

ICC: Nathen once said he would give everything to help a close friend. He, just never expected one day he actually would lose everything. In helping Jia in her venture across the sea he not only lost Elsa, who in his darkest hour abandoned him. But his mother, and bride to be. Both ripped from his life violently by death leaving Nate nothing but a empty husk of who he once was. With nothing left in the world of men. Nathen took the form of a poison drake and turned his back on humanity and the troubles of the world, forever.

Deep in the forgotten parts of the elven forest he dwelled now. Brooding, and meditating. Trying to find a peace that all of us look for.... and most never find. But even in his solitude Nathens presence did not go unoticed. He was a outlander to the other feral dragons. Queer not only in appearance with his black scales and bony like quils running in a neat line from the base of his kneck to the tip of the tail.

But in habit. The way he carried himself and dabbled with old scrolls, books, and tombs in his cave set up in ways a human would set up a house. It was in this cave he was now. A cave thats entrance stood under the mangled roots of a ancient tree that probably was the oldest in all the wood. Nate sat on his haunches. A open book floating on its own accord before his snout. Among his solitude Nate also saught mastery of the mysterious force called magic, and its use without words that was proving hard. Simple levitation was all he could manage for the moment.

The book closed and floated over to rejoin a stack in the corner. The black drake lifted a claw and moved it to guide another that now took its place floating before his eyes. "I wil bring you back my love" Nate mumbled out of habit now formed from the hermit life he lived. With no one else to talk to accept himself. No one had ever braught the dead back to life. Nate saught a way. To take back, that, that was taken from him.

Nate closed his eyes and sighed after a moment of reading the old runes on the pages of the book. "I sense something" He spoke to himself. "An aurora I have not sensed since....."

Jia's heart ached. She had promised a friend she would help him. She had failed. Now, with the help of her daughter, she was searching for him desperately to try and make amends. To grovel at his feet for forgiveness if necessary. She looked the skies over in vain for his dragon, Elsa, but found no sign of her. She was searching for the Seal that she had given Nathen. As she had created it, she should be able to find. She jerked to a stop when Sarai spoke up. Mother, I think I found something. Let me check it out, and only come down once I confirm that its him. Jia itched to tell her daughter otherwise, but Sarai knew best in these sort of situations.

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Sarai sniffed uncertainly at the edge of the tree, feeling inside of it to the cave that was hidden within the tangled roots. She pushed herself inside until she staggered onto the floor, tripping over a stray root as she did so, which sent her forward onto her nose. She growled in annoyance but didn't let it take her attention, not even the throbbing of her snout. Your a very hard one to track down, you know that? she snapped, shaking herself in the small space. She knew it was him from her mother's memories of him in dragon form. She decided to keep her mother a secret for now, unless he had somehow already sensed her, which was entirely possible. I'm Sarai, daughter of Johdzsia Goldenscales. She's been searching high and low for you, all over Alagaësia, even venturing into the deepest parts of the Empire, worried sick that your dead or worse. she growled. She sat on her haunches, sending a confirming flick of her mind to Jia, but a cautioning thought that warned her to stay back a bit.

Sarai's eyes widened, and she had to smile and duck her head with embarrassment at his compliment. Her head tilted at his introduction of himself, but she just shrugged. Very well, Mahari. But one can not change who they are simply by appearances. she said with a quiet snort. She'd tried that. She scowled at him at his remark of her mother. I could stop you. I'm more than I seem to be. she said, and her scowl deepened. That's a sorry thanks. She's been searching for you since the very moment she was free of obligations. She's outside right now, in fact, waiting for me to invite her in. She's terrified that she's too late. Trust me, I know. Kids know those kinds of things, especially when their mother talks about it nonstop when they can't stop fretting over it. She sent another flick of thought to her mother, inviting her inside. She closed her eyes and inhaled sharply when she felt Jia land and Change form.

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In her Reapric form Jia darted past the roots but paused just outside the cave entrance. Relief swept through her at the sight of Nathen, albeit in his draconic form, but at least he was alive. She instantly worried when she didn't see Elsa, but perhaps the poison-black-dragoness was out hunting. Tears filled her eyes and she shook her head,"Nathen...I can't tell you how much I'm sorry. I tried to come to you. I tried the very day we arrived back in Alagaësia. Apparently I didn't try hard enough." she choked. Her eyes were so blurred with tears that she didn't see her daughter move protectively in front of her.

Nathen listened to Sarai as he turned his kneck to bite at a itchy spot on his shoulder where a parasite took residence. With the stowaway plucked from under the scale Nate spoke. "I would expect you to stop me. That is why I would rather avoide the whole situation all together. You bring your mother in here you force my claw. Your mother and I are past words. Words cant bring the dead back to life" With the unexpected appearance of Jia Nathen growled deeply and turned his back to her and went over to sit on his haunches near a desk covered in scrolls. "Not yet anyway" He mumbled. "Not yet"

Jia's words fell on deaf ears. His back was to her as the male dabbled over scrolls on a table talking to himself in mostly none sensible giberish. Whatever he was dabbling over caused a spark of anger. Growling Nate stood on his hindlegs and threw the table over scattering everything and turned around. "Your presence offends me female!" He yelled in Jia's mind and continued to walk towards her on his hindlegs. His foreclaws tucked in close to his body. "Stop your crying you weak pethetic creature! What do you have to cry about! Grow a damn pair and stop your sniveling!" Nathen bit at a root hanging down from the ceiling of the cave in anger and resumed yelling. "I have nothing! Not my mother! Not my lover! Elsa severed our bond and fled the battlefield leaving me to bleed to death with a arrow in the throat! Yet I live for all that is worth and you dont see me crying like a child!

He pointed a foreclaw at Jia. "I will never forgive you. That is all you need to know. It is done and cant be changed. So stop your crying and move on." Had not Jia's daughter been between him and her Nathe would have choked the life from Jia with his own two claws. "I cant believe you coming into my cave as if tears and words would make mends

He went back to all fours. "Leave" It was not a question but a order. "Nathen is dead. I am Mahari the mad"

Sarai didn't have to look behind her to know that her mother was crumpling into a shell with each word that Mahari uttered. Her anger grew, but she kept it carefully in check. When he finally felt silent, she peeled her lips back, baring her fangs, and snarled. It was such a loud and deep sound that one might expect it to come from a creature much bigger than herself. We have lost loved ones too, mind you. Ella, the Rider of Zeke, Jia's brother, is dead. Ebony, the companion of Ella's sister, Felecia, is dead. she said quietly. Her gaze hardened. You knew the risks of helping my mother, and you accepted them when you told her you would help. Seems to me like your the one complaining and being pathetic. And if I ever hear you speak to my mother like that in my presence again I will tear your throat out. Understood? she said sharply. You have no bounds to yell at her anyway. We watched loved ones fall in battle continuously for days on end. How many have died that are close to you, two? Remember that I fought as well. We watched a few dozen that we love or at least care for die. Your right. It can't be changed. At least, the past can't be changed. Change the future. My mother searched for you for weeks, night and day. I've had to remind her to eat and sleep, or she might have gone on without doing either. At least acknowledge that she still cares for you. she retorted.

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Jia's eyes closed, and she cringed with each word, like it was a physical blow being dealt onto her body. She barely heard her daughter defend her. Finally her eyes opened. They were still filled with tears, though none spilled over,"Kill me, then, if I can not atone for what I have done to you. I can not bare to remember betraying your trust. Or I shall kill myself, to try and make amends." she whispered. She knew the risk of being to close to him now. She didn't care. She had hurt him. It was what she deserved. So she walked past her daughter until she stood in front of Nathen and went down on her knees, bending forward to touch her forehead to the ground with her hands on either side of her head,"I am at your mercy." she murmured. Mother, no! cried Sarai, but a hiss from Jia kept her back. She didn't want her daughter to interfere.

Mahari watched Sarai. His eyes betraying his thoughts on her interference into the affairs of her elders. "And so the pup bairs her teeth" He said to her in amusement. "So eager for conflict, eager for the taste of blood. A curse of youth and inexperience that you will lose with time. I commend your defence of your mother. But this is not your affair."

Mahari was about to turn around when Jia finally spoke. "Oh I would enjoy nothing more then to watch the life leave your eyes. But that wont bring anyone back" He took another step away and at the mention of suicide he grew more angry and turned back around. "Are you so frangile that you would take your own life just because you lost someones friendship! Leave your daughter to the world!" He snorted. "You would leave your mate hearbroken and alone?" Last time he spoke to Jia back when he use to have an enfatuation with her she had one. Things might have changed though.

What came next caught him off guard. Jia prostrate and helpless before him. It stirred something. But not so much pity. She evidently knew Mahari more then he knew himself. He hissed in pleasure and braught a claw down towards her but it stopped short and started to shake. He was fighting himself and the anger. The voices came then tormenting him in his mind. Closing his eyes a single tear snuck out and ran down the side of his face and dripped to the ground. Taking in a breath and sighing he opened his eyes. The windows to his soul showing his pride was hurt having been seen in a state of weakness.

He pulled his claw back in and with a shaky voice told Jia. "Nathen is dead, along with the hate he bore. You...." He struggled with the words. "Are....forgiven" Turning away finally Mahari looked left and right. All the scattered scrolls and the upturned table all right themselves by unseen magic. "It will take some time" Mahari added. "Before we have something that you and my old self use to have. Time.

With the cave back to normalcy he went over to a pitifully built nest that was his bed and lied down. "Now please. Just go. I dont want you to see me in this weak state" Mahari shook his head. As the voice of his dead lover came to haunt him. "You did it, the all consuming fire of hate extinguished. I always saw the good in you.... let me go" Though the voice was only in his mind Mahari spoke to himself. "I cant, your all I have. I will bring you back"

With Mahari talking to himself it was easy to see why they called him Mahari the mad. Jia was forgiven. It was probably wise to leave the poor wretched man to his misery. At least for now.

Jia stayed where she was, not even flinching when she heard him lift a paw to strike her down with one of his talons. She closed her eyes, waiting for Death. But it didn't come. She looked up, to see his claw shaking just above her body. She bowed her head as he spoke, squeezing her eyes shut. She stood, her head still bowed,"As you wish. Even of your forgiveness, you have only to call, and my every power is at your service." she murmured quietly, and then backed out of the cave. Sarai did not follow her. She trusted Nathen to not harm her daughter. Once outside she Changed to her draconic form and found a place to sleep.

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Sarai straightened, her pale-lavender-flecked-with-light-grey eyes glittering dangerously. I will always defend my mother. Not my affair, and I'm a pheasant! she snapped. She tensed as he shifted to strike her mother, but something in the way he moved said he wouldn't actually hurt Jia. She hid a tiny smile when he forgave her, though frowned a bit when her mother pledged her service to him. She snorted at Nathen for pleading they leave. Technically I can't actually see your weakness. I was hatched completely blind. she said. She touched the Changing Seal that her mother had set on her and Changed to her human form. She appeared to be no older than her late teens, with enchanting black hair streaked through with bits of gold, just as her scales were. Her eyes were also the same and, just like in her true form, she was blind. That was by a bit of tampering by her, so that whatever form she was in, she was blind. She felt better that way. She sat on the edge of Nathen's nest, careful to not snag her midnight blue dress. She gently took his triangular head in her hands and held it in her lap, stroking his scales. It was no true skill from her mother or father, she was simply instinctively empathic. Have you ever met my father, Shruikan? she asked to distract him.

Sarai only nodded. She was too tired to walk outside and somehow find her mother, so she just walked to the nest and laid down just inside the edge. Her eyes closed, and she was deeply asleep in moments.

OOC:
Short....>.<

Mahari did not understand as he flew back. He should have felt better having killed the one that ordered the execution of his love Esenya. But he felt no different. Not better, or worse. Upon landing back on the ground with a few hopping jumps to slow him down Mahari furled and unfurled his wings as he walked back to the cave completing folding them to his body right before entering.

Something did not feel right though. Sarai" He asked as he neared the nest. "Are you alright" As he said those words he took the knecklace from around his neck and set it on the table. The power he had felt before gone with it.
OCC: Sorry its short. Going to bed.

Mahari ate slowly. He was still getting use to eating raw meat. "Just Syril. A local female and the very one that nursed me back to health after I crash landed here with the arrow in my neck. She is the odd sort, but a good hearted person. She pretends for the most part to be human. Even married a human she grew up with at the colony of Osirus outside of this forest."

He sighed after swallowing a mouthful of meat. "Poor girl. Her man, Atakai, was in his majestys army and is missing in action after the slaughter at Elru. She keeps insisting Atakai is alive. But I have my doubts. If the man is he is a POW and the life expectancy of empre prisoners of war is not long in varden prison camps. Do you or your mother still have good relations with the Varden? When you get the chance could you inquire about him. The longer it takes the lower the mans survival drops"

Mahari expected Jia to jump quickly to the task if she had any power to help. After all, she was eager to earn back his trust. Helping Syril that saved his life would gain his trust with no question.

Mahari turned to the voice of the new arrival. His reply holding the tone of indifference. "Perfecting timing Jia" Replying to her political holdings with the Varden with amusement he added. "My arnt we the social butterfly. When I said for you not to do anything I wouldent do when last we spoke. I did not mean literally. I pray this does not cost us.

Watching the mother daughter drama Mahari could not help but be amused by the whole thing. The thought of Jia grounding Sarai seemed unlikely. Dragons, after all, were dragons, and not prone to be forced to do anything they did not want to do.

"Your mother is right Sarai" He spoke. "The varden are not that different then the empire in those regards. They will use you" His thoughts and voice dark now. "Use you until you are of no longer use. Then throw you away like a child would a broken toy. He paused. "I think it would be wise to heed the wisdom in your mothers words. You will stay here. It is safe and out of the way."

Turning back to Jia Mahari said. "We will journy together. It would be unwise to make Syril go with you. If the news we discover is bad. I can think up a lie to tel her. If it is good, the surprise will do her some good. The man we are inquiring about is Atakai Crowe. I met him once before he left for the empire. He is the good sort, as far as humans go. And the closest one you will find anywhere that holds kinship with the ancient paladin knights of old that served the dragon council before they disbanded. If only the man was born in a different time" Mahari spoke those last words in thought.

There was something that bothered him. It came to light now. "Syril is such a foolish female. To turn her back on her kind and live the life as a human. Hmph, to even give her heart and body to one and not even tell the man what she even is. No matter what happens I fear it will not end well" Mahari tryed to picture how the human would react if he ever discovered the woman he married and shares a bed with was only human in body, not blood. Some things magic could not change.

"When this evening comes. We will leave Jia" Mahari nosed as the remains of his kill and cracked open a bone to get at the protein rich marrow. Controversial conversations always sparked Mahari's intrest so he asked aloud for both Jia and her daughter to hear. "So what do you two think of Syril abandoning her kind to live among humans and take one as a mate? About her not even telling him? Me personaly. I think its wrong. But then again perhaps I'm just old fashioned.

Jia muttered under her breath. It won't. To many have died because of my negligence. Not again. she said firmly, then bent to her meal. She only glanced up at Mahari when he spoke of leaving. Very well. she said. At the name of the man she was inquiring after, her head shot up, her eyes wide. Atakai Crowe? Are you sure? but she didn't wait for an affirmative. She knew she had heard him perfectly. She swore angrily to herself. She didn't know where from she had ever heard that name before, but she knew she had. She shook away the thought and listened to Mahari. She sighed. One will do much for love. You should know that, Nathen. And I speak to you with your old name because I knew how far you would go for Ensenya. Mahari I don't know how far he would go. I just wish I could bring back my mother. Or even my grandmother. she said quietly. She nodded at his saying they would leave when evening came. She continued with her meal until he asked after Syril. I would say that she is very brave to have given up her race for one man that she loved. It is the utmost show of commitment, in my opinion. she said with a light shrug.

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Sarai bristled. I can take care of myself, thank you. Nasuada poses no terrors for me. she grumbled. As for Syril, I agree with Mother. She is brave and willing to sacrifice everything to be with him. she looked pointedly at Mahari. She didn't have to be a genius to figure out what he wanted to do. Whether she tells him or not is possibly to protect him from something. she said, and lifted an eyeridge.

Jia listened to Mahari, interested despite herself. She remained quiet for a few moments after he had finished speaking and had asked her if they were near any Varden. She nodded slowly. Yes, we are, in fact. she looked back at him. If you want to stay out of the encampment, now is the time to say so. I have the information I need to inquire after Atakai. If he is nearby and alive, I will find where and we can be on our way there in roughly thirty minutes. If I can't find anything or he is dead, well then, we shall think up of something to tell Syril. she said, and then sighed.

Too much war, too many needless deaths, too much vengeance, too many broken hearts. I just want it over and done with. she murmured, more to herself than to her daughter or Mahari. She tilted her wings and headed slightly north. The camp came quickly due to their speed. She alighted outside the perimeter of tents, pausing to let the people get used to her presence. She folded her wings tightly and waited for Sarai to doe the same. Sweetling, stay on my flank and don't let them separate us, if you have to snarl or bite then do so. she murmured to her daughter. She padded forward briskly, and she was relieved to see that Sarai, for once, actually followed her advice and stayed close. Jia swallowed hard as she neared the center of the camp.

Few people came out to see what the disturbance was, and the few that did had viscious scowls on their faces, glowering at her as if she were a criminal. She cringed inwardly but didn't let it get out. Even when a few men made to lunge at her and strike her with the knife they brandished and Sarai snarled at them, making them back up trembling into the cover of the tents, she didn't let it touch her expression. She neared the center tent, nearly as big as Lady Nasuada's but not as grand. She hesitated at the entrance,"Enter," rasped a female voice. One that was familiar.

Jia's ears pricked, or they would have. Lady Nasuada! she gasped, pushing the entrance flap to the side with a sweep of her head. The lady was thin and gaunt in her attire, not unhealithy so, but the war had definitely taken its toll on her appearance. Lady, what has happened? she said. When the leader of the Varden lifted her eyes to meet Jia's, the gold-amethyst dragoness flinched back, surprised by the ferocity there. The black eyes of the Lady were cold as ice as they stared at her.

"You leaving happened, that's what." she said coldly,"We needed your support. You weren't there. Because a friend of a friend asked for your help. You are bonded to Kale, therefore tying you to him as Dragon and Rider. Your first responsibility, hence, is to the Varden!" she snapped.

Jia lowered her head and closed her eyes. Yes, she knew. She had failed everyone. She just couldn't win. Even in the Allatik War, she had failed. She raised her head again, her gaze as cold as Nasuada's. The Lady cringed but didn't try to move. I know. she said quietly. But I could not sit back and let my friends die. You would have done the same thing in my position.

As for why I'm here, and I know you are wondering, even if you do hate me, I am here for information on a man. I know he is in your custody in one of the prison camps, so don't lie to me and say you have never heard of him. she said. She lifted her gaze to Lady Nasuada's. His name is Atakai Crowe. Where is he, and is he alive?

OOC:
Wow, that felt good to type.lol

Sarai snorted once in gratitude, and her expression changed to a warm one. We thank you. You might have just eased the anguish of a very loyal woman. she said softly, prumming in her chest. She glanced back at Mahari. Somehow I knew you would speak up about that. I was not threatening them, just speaking bluntly. Were all the dragons in Alagaësia to band together and attack mankind, we would have little trouble winning. But we wouldn't. And I won't either, not unless one of them directly threatens me or a member of my family. she said, and then glanced at the officer. She dipped her head slightly toward him. I said such things because I know humans have little trust for us. Contrary, you fear dragonkind. It doesn't matter whether we are pledged to your cause or not, no? You fear even Saphira, who has bled for you. Hell, you fear Eragon, who despite appearances is still quite human, with the same fears, weaknesses, and emotions. Learn to trust what you fear. I'm no wise sage, true, but I know the feeling of having no one trust me. she dipped her head a bit more and then turned to leave.

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Jia snorted softly. Good luck with that. She's as stubborn and blunt as her father. But what she says is very true. She knows what it is like for no one to trust her, and she tires of it. Can you blame her for being short and blunt on the subject? And she did not threaten mankind specifically. In her mind, she was threatening the officer that snapped at me, and only him. She won't tolerate anyone speeking to her family like they are a lesser creature, and especially not me. she murmured. She dipped her head silently to Lady Nasuada and the officer, then turned and followed her daughter out of the tent.

Sarai nodded respectfully,"I will deliver your message to her, if I must battle a thousand soldiers to reach her." she vowed. And she would. By god she would. She stroked Jia's neck as her mother dipped her head and turned. They walked out of the camp before taking flight. When the gold-amethyst landed outside Mahari's cave, there was someone already there. A female. It must be Syril. Sarai was more than pleased to relay Atakai's message. Syril was elated to find that her husband was alive and well, though Sarai refrained from mentioning that that just might change, and soon. Jia curled up and fell asleep outside the cave with Sarai leaning against her side.

Sarai woke with a jolt. Something was vibrating the ground. It was gentle, barely noticeable to someone without her sensitivity, but she felt it like an earthquake. Whatever was happening was far away but very powerful. She knew her mother was the faster flyer, so she lightly pounded her fist on Jia's shoulder. It took some convincing, but finally Sarai got her mother to agree to fly to wherever the vibrating was coming from. They left without telling Mahari, who the black-gold had said was tired anyway and probably wanted to sleep in.

The flight to the place was long and silent. That is, until they were close enough to hear what was going on, too. Then Jia flew with all her strength. What they saw amazed the both of them. A gigantic black dragoness. Truly gigantic. Sarai swallowed. Should we help them? she asked. Jia snorted angrily. Of course! Hold on! she cried to her daughter, who obeyed without question. Jia's wings folded and they dove together toward the dragoness. Sarai drew her fighting knives and tested them, although she was contemplating Changing to her Draconic form, regardless of whether the Slayers would see her. But she didn't. Even if she and Jia weren't truly Bonded, they were stronger together than on their own.

Sarai tightened the straps over her legs so she couldn't fall from the saddle. She reached her mind to Atakai's, whom she saw standing before the dragoness, looking pitifully small despite his build. We heard the commotion clear to the Capitol and came to investigate. Tell us what to do and we will help. she told Atakai calmly. Her mother barrel rolled to the side, obviously preparing to bellow her flames.

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Kk, that's fine.

Sarai's lips peeled back to bare her teeth, but it was not a smile. The shriek that emitted from the evil dragoness was chilling, but it did not affect her. The scream from Atakai, however, sent fingers of ice down her spine. Her pale-lavender-flecked-with-light-grey eyes lit with fury at the dragoness. You are not the mother of our race, you are a she-devil! You are the reason that our race is hated and feared! Go back to the hellish depths, where you belong! she snarled in retaliation. She grabbed another dagger and hurled it, this time aiming for the dragoness's eye. The weapon hit its mark with a sick squelching sound. Mother, we need a Seal! A powerful one! she cried. She reached out a hand and caught one of the dragoness's horns that curled back from her head. She pulled herself up so she was standing on the female's forehead and held on for dear life.

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Jia would have been biting at her lip were she in a twoleg form. She still didn't know how to cast Seals in her draconic form. Cursing her luck, she banked for the ground and landed. A light flashed and she stood in her Reapric form. She bit her lip once, hard. She needed to be in her true form. She hadn't practiced that Seal before, but she needed it, now. She closed her eyes, then opened them,"Reapric Seal: True Form!" she shouted. The Seal appeared at the hollow of her throat, pulsed three times, and then blasted bright light. When it cleared, Jia's skin was a pale white, appearing to be dry and cracked, her hair longer, all the way to the ground, and pure snow white. Her eyes though were scary. They were teal green with a halo of green-gold fire. Ka hadn't been kidding in saying it was like channeling a whole thunder storm, though,"Heaven Seal: Stairway!" she snarled. In front of her steps made up of coalesced air formed. She ran up them. She glanced to the side at the evil dragoness,"Hell Seal: Hell Fire Barrage!" she snapped, extending her palm toward the female. The Seal formed and began to fire a hail of fireballs into her side,"Heaven Seal: Silent Wind." she growled under her breath. Wind picked up from behind her and blew gently toward the dragoness. When it hit the female, Jia clenched her free right hand into a tight fist. The Silent Wind abruptly compressed, shattering scales and sending blood everywhere. She heard a crack! as it also broke a bone.

Sarai nodded in understanding, smiling slightly. It wasn't the first time she had met someone that disliked magic. She watched him, her expression saddened. Yes. Winning the fight but losing the battle she was familiar with. More than she wanted to be. She sighed, looking around at the battlefield. She shuddered with horror at the destruction and death. Jia growled softly, making her jump, startled. My kind are too prideful for their own good. Many times it comes back to bite us in the tail, and this happens. Needless death. she said quietly. Sarai nodded in agreement, laying a hand on the gold-amethyst's headknob just above her eye,"No one is without their faults." she murmured to her mother. The black-gold looked up to Atakai, the mage, and the marshal,"I would like to help. And don't try and make the excuse that I'm too young, I'm almost seventeen, that is roughly adult age for humans." she said defiantly, her pale-lavender-flecked-with-light-grey eyes sparkling.

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Jia looked at the marshal as well, though not to ask if she could help. What were the names of all of those that fell? I would like to do something for them. she said, shifting from paw to paw. She felt the wild magic stirring within her, the kind that usually only surfaced when she became enraged. It coiled and writhed within her, waiting patiently to be cast.

Sarai grimaced but dipped her head in compliance. She turned and mounted the saddle and held on. Jia was looking at the marshal as he walked away, her head tilted. Finally the gold-amethyst backed away and lifted her wings, beating them powerfully. They lifted into the air and hovered. Where they had been just a few moments before, a small, flat slab of black obsidian stone rose from the ground noiselessly. Sarai looked down at her mother, astonished.

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Jia studied her handiwork, nodded in satisfaction, and turned to the marshal. It is up to you now whether you put their names on the stone. They died for a noble cause and deserve to be remembered. Even if you decide not to engrave their names, every elf, dragon, and human that passes by this spot will know that something happened. I apologize if this is offensive to your customs, but I want those that passed to be recognized. she said, snorting softly. She then quickly turned on her wingtip and flew to Mahari's cave. She landed outside and crouched to let Sarai dismount.

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Sarai walked into the cave, biting her lip. Once she was inside the cave she allowed herself to grimace with pain. A scale from the dragoness's paw had cut into her skin. Blood soaked her tunic on her left side. Abruptly Jia was beside her as she collapsed,"You told me you weren't hurt." growled her mother. The black-gold snorted but didn't reply. Luckily Jia had Changed to her Reapric form, and all she had to do was hover a hand over the would, even through the shirt,"Heaven Seal: Waise Hiell." she murmured. A white-gold Seal appeared above the wound, a single tendril of magic extending down and into the injury. In a few moments it was healed and Jia ended the Seal,"Now rest." she ordered her daughter. Sarai rolled her eyes but complied. She fell asleep quickly cradled in her mother's arms, as if she were a baby.

Mahari let Sarai take off. "Well that depressing" He mumbled and let his thoughts trail. "I was kind of hoping we could be more then friends. Curse my cowardice in not just saying so" With that He took off after her.
OCC: Lets do a time skip. In the mood for a party? Drink? An handsome armor clad warriors?

It was night now and off in the distance he could see lights and the loud boistering noisy laughter of humans. He looked for Sarai and her mother. "It looks like Atakai is throwing a party at his farm on the boarders of the wood for his victory over the fallen dragon god." He chuckled. "Such a good host his wife is to walk among and entertain an entire company of dragon slayers being that, what she is. You to care to check it out and pay tribute to the noble hero." Mahari said noble hero with some tone of contempt. He knew the human was not a glory hound. But Atakai's natural goody two shoes mentality and behavior still annoyed him. Atakai could not help it though. It was who he was. Cmon you two. Before Atakai joined the military and was a farmer I heard his wheat beer was legendary throughout the region of the town of Osirus. It has been some time since I had golden goodness touch my lips. And Atakai's legendary home brewed beer at that, as if it was made by the bees dwelling in the flower fields of the gods..... and I think you would get along spledidly with the man Jia" Mahari said.

Jia looked up at Mahari, amusement glittering in her teal-green eyes. Her scales rustled dryly as she got to her paws and shook herself. Her daughter too got to her paws and stretched. Yes, it has been a while since I socialized with twolegs. Though, I think I'll pass on the wheat beer. the gold amethyst said, grimaced, and then grinned. Sarai chuckled and grinned, too. Well then, come on! chirped the young dragoness.

OOC:
Short. >.>

Jia stood easily, arms crossed over her chest, fists lightly clenched, glowering at the two men behind Atakai,"Easy. Their drunk, they tried to touch me. I told them to back off, they didn't. So I became a little firmer. I've been violated before, I won't tolerate men touching me." she snapped. This was always a sore spot with her when she was in human or elf form. At the moment she was in elf form, like her daughter, playing the part of the female Rider's mother. She personally thought it funny, but this wasn't funny at all. She would not tolerate being touched at all, even if they were drunk off their feet.

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Sarai pushed her way through the crowd that was gathering, forcing her way to her mother's side. She stopped behind Jia, feeling the tension in the dragon-formed-elf female. She reached out and touched Jia's arm hesitantly. The gold-amethyst haired woman twisted her arm and lightly grasped her hand, squeezing gently to reassure her. Sarai bit her lip.

Atakai melted like butter after what she said. Jia practically had the noble hearted human in the palm of her hands. "I see." He said in a low voice. He had met woman like this one before and like them he decided she must be a man hater. Turning around to face the two young slayers. Atakai waved a hand of dismissal to the sober law keepers of the party behind them. "Take these two behind the barn." Addressing the two slayers he said. Your crimes are great. So shall be the punishment. Readdressing the slayers that took the two drunks by the arms he said. Summon the mage. And take the lady they offended with you. Beat and electricute them within a inch of there life or until this lady has seen enough punishment delt for forgiveness. Have the medicus ready to treat them."

Typical of slayers they faught hard, partyed hard, and when wrongs were done. Punished severely for the lack of disipline. Jia would be the two young mens judge and jury. The pain and suffering they would sustain would be great. Until they were on the brink of death or Jia said otherwise sooner then that.

Before they departed though Atakai's wife came beside him and shook her head. "I know you dont approve. But they have commited crimes. Without law we are nothing but animals" Putting his arms around the small of his wifes back Atakai looked to Jia. "Do not judge men by the acts of a few. We are all not that bad" One of the law keepers of the party cleared his throat to get Jia's attention and motioned with his head for her to follow them behind the barn where the two offenders would be punished until they were near death or Jia forgave them.

Atakai shook his head after a moment. "This is exactly why I should not have stopped drinking. Be a dear and get be a pint of beer my love" He said to his wife and obbediantly she she did so. But not before wispering in his ear causing the large man to blush. "Later, I promise you shall have my full attention. For now, I must entertain the men" She kissed him on the cheek and then departed. The smile on his face disapeared then to one of intrepidation. He was troubled by somehting that much was clear. Atakai had his doubts. Once he was quite energetic and vigorous about his baby making efforts. But after learning of his wifes heritage, not so much.

Atakai was plagued about the gruesome hideos appearance of the offspring they would have. He would drink heavily tonight to the point he would not hold true to the dutys he owed his wife and mate. As long as one more day was delayed.

Addressing Sarai after his wife braught him a beer and departed Atakai spoke. "I Remember you" Taking a long drink from the pint in his hand Atakai said again. This time aloud to the others. "We are honored by the very rider that aided me today slayers! Honor her!" All of a sudden everyone at the party let out loud yells. Human attempts at a growl. The slayer trademark of approval. Folk music started to sound as the party grew and a young handsome man came to Sarai and offered a arm. "Care to dance madame?" He asked.

OCC: I am curious. What would Sarai do if she happened to drink a few beers to many and woke up in the barn with a nameless human slayer in a compromissing postion?

Jia's expression was hard and unmoving as Atakai spoke, and she nodded in agreement. She relaxed slightly once the two young slayers had been taken behind the barn. At Atakai's comment of not all men being bad, she had to smile,"I know. Their just difficult to trust, even now. I was raped when I was younger. That is how Sarai was born." she turned to the slayer that summoned her and followed them behind the barn. She felt absolutely no compassion for the two slayers as they were punished. The only reason she stopped the punishment at twenty-five lashes was because she knew how few people survived any more than thirty. So at twenty-five she waved a hand,"Enough. They have learned to not do this again, and I forgive them of their crime against me." she turned and walked away to let the medics take care of them. She watched with a slight smile as a young, reasonably handsome man asked her daughter to dance with him.

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Sarai looked after her mother with a slight bit of trepidation. She knew Jia wouldn't let the two slayers died from their wounds. She turned to Atakai and smiled smugly at his slightly red face when his wife whispered into his ear. She smiled even wider when he addressed her and announced to the others to honor her. Her pale-lavender-flecked-with-light-grey irises sparkled at him as she did a small bow of gratitude at the waist,"I thank you for the honor, Atakai." she murmured. She looked up in surprise when a man came and asked her to dance. She smiled warmly and took his arm,"I would be delighted, kind sir." she said, and followed him out into the small group of dancing couples.

OOC:
She would be mortified for a little while, but mostly she'd just shrug it off and move on. Sarai isn't one to hold grudges, even if she were to be violated. The one you would have to worry about is Jia. Atakai and whoever Sarai ended up sleeping with would see her when she's truly in a rage then. XD

As the two brothers punishment ended the eldest of them looked weakly over to the other. "The next time you decide to get in a fight brother. Your on your own" The older slayer said weakly. No good deed it seems goes unpunished. Though the older brother only got involved to save his sibling the shame of getting his butt kicked by a woman. Death would be his reward. For protecting his only family, the older brother with a rare blood disease would not survive the night. His bleeding would not stop.

Taking his leave of Sarai Atakai rejoined the mass of men at a large table and joined in the drinking games.

The young, handsome, nameless slayer with a claw scar across his face took Sarai into the mass of his comrades and woman from the local village of Osirus. Taking Sarai's hand in his right and placing the other hand on her waist he then danced, content to let her lead as they moved as if one being. The young man clearly had experience as he managed not to step on Sarai's toes.
OCC: Ok then. This might prove entertaining. Lets see what happens if the nameless man "who might gain a name later". Offers Sarai some drinks.

Once Jia lost sight of her daughter she decided to check on the two punished slayers. She was not completely cold-hearted, after all, even if then did wrong her. She rounded the barn and was instantly alerted that something was not going smoothly. She approached the one she recognized as the mage and stopped him for a moment,"I still smell blood. Freshly spilt blood. Why have their wounds not been treated and the blood stopped?" she asked in an undertone, glancing from him to the two men.

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Sarai took the lead effortlessly when the man offered it to her, even though she had never danced before a single day in her life, enjoying herself quite thoroughly. These humans were not as overwhelming as some other things had been to her, and she only occasionally would sway a bit as something took her by surprise. She was having fun for the first time in several weeks.

OOC:
Just remember that you asked for it. XD

The mage was just leaving the barn when Jia stopped him. Sticking his hands in the sleeves of his robes the man bowed his head. The one that offended your honor is expected to recover. But the older brother that came to his defense is not fairing as well. The medicus cannot stop the bleeding. It is rare, but such blood diseases exist. Though they are hereditary. Passed on from father to son. My magic has no effect. I am no healer mage. Mine, is the study of combat. All we can do is make the boy comfortable for his passing. He shall not survive the night." The last sentence the mage spoke held a hint of contempt as if in his oppinion the mans death was her fault. Wordlessly he passed her by.

The younger brother that tryed to force himself onto Jia earlier held his dying older brothers hand on the table next to him. "I'm sorry brother." The boy said with honest regret. "Its should be me there" He evidently sobered up since there last meeting. "I always was the one that got us into trouble. And there you always were to bail me out. Dont die Ryn. A little thing like this cant kill you" his brother though was no longer among the living. The medicus nearby came over and put his fingers on the mans neck. Shaking his head the medicus took the sheet of cloth near the older brothers feet and pulled it up to cover the dead body leaving the youngest of the siblings to cry in his arms over the body. It was the way the world worked. The innocent perish instead of the wrong. A hard learned lesson. But the younger brother would learn from it.

When those playing the music took a break the mystery man led Sarai off to the side. "You dance exceptionally well." He said. "I take it this is not your first time. As they were next to the kegs the man took the time to pour himself a pint of Atakai's famous beer. He raised the mug but before he drank the man stopped. "Oh dear" He said with honest regret. "How rude of me. Would you care for something to drink as well miss?"
OCC: Well Sarai may come to like the man who I may make into a char later. As my mom says. It takes two to tango. So Sarai cant place the blame soley on him. At the very least it may prove entertaining. Especially if Jia challanges him to single combat to defend her daughters honor. My slayers are noble as knights in that respect. I wonder again what Sarai would do if the mystery man defeats Jia in the duel time and time again but refuses to strike the killing blow to end it?

Jia was saddened to hear the news and sighed. She had heard the contempt in his tone but decided to ignore it. A lot of people viewed her that way, but she had her opinions on things and she stuck by them. She listened to the sounds of sobbing and thought that it must be the younger brother. Her heart tightened. Maybe she had been too harsh. She knew the importance of family. She rounded the corner and watched the younger brother, feeling tears come to her eyes. She hesitated, unsure of how the young slayer would receive comfort coming from her. Maybe she could make sure that his now deceased brother would rest in peace. For now she just watched.

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Sarai smiled up at the man and chuckled at his comment. She waited patiently as he got a drink. She missed the tone of his voice and laughed lightly at his offer, her eyes sparkling,"I would at that, kind sir." she said

OOC:
Get ready for the fireworks....lol

The man smiled and gave Sarai his cup and then poured one for himself. He did not know why. But he found this woman to be just about as intoxicating as the drink he was about to have. Perhaps it was her personality? Or perhaps because she was the first real contact with the opposite gender he ever had. He had been out once before with the slayers. It was how he got the claw scar on his face. But aside from this adventure that was it. The grandmaster of the Dragon slayer order kept him for the most part at the acadamy. He was raised there since his birth. Thinking back on it the man figured it was all because of his father. Being the bastard child of the king and all. And the man knew he was not the only one. The king of this country had sired many children over the years of his rule. The man was a prince in title. But of importance it was safe to say he was at the bottom of the ladder when it came to the royal family.

With a mug of his own in hand the young slayer raised it and said. "To the health of you and all your kin" With that compliment the man drank. He did not even get halfway through before the music started again. "Here brother, hold on to this" The mystery man said and handed his mug to a fellow slayer standing nearby.
OCC: So do you want to time skip to morning?

OOC:
Sure.

IC:
Sarai smiled up at the man and let him lead her back out onto the dance area, more than eager.
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Sarai shifted in her sleep, rolling over onto her side. She felt something sharp poke her in the cheek, waking her up. She cracked open her eyes, then stretched her arms above her head and arched her back. Her spine popped and cracked down the entire length and she felt luxuriously limber afterward. She was covered in a blanket, though nothing else, and she felt someone lying close next to her. A man. She pursed her lips, then shrugged. She remembered little from last night, probably due to the wheat beer. Everything was fuzzy. Her mother would probably be furious though. She closed her eyes and sighed, rolling back over and cuddling up to the male that probably was still asleep.

OOC:
If that is not what you had i mind then I can edit.

OCC: No this will do very nicely

IC:

The nameless man stirred for a moment after Sarai cuddled with him. Stirring some more he rolled onto his back and tryed to open his eyes. But the sunlight from a crack in the barn ceiling hit the man in his eyes. "By the gods my head..." The man groaned. Rubbing his bloodshot eyes the man grunted. "Where am I?" He mumbled again in the afterlife of his hangover. He honestly could not remember anything after the dance with a blind woman with unequaled buety. "I'm never going to drink again." The man vowed. What was I thinking?" By this time from all the poking of the straw he relized he had nothing on. Just as the day he was braught into the world by his mother.

Finally noticing Sarai the man stared at her for a moment in confusion with his bloodshot eyes and then lifted the blanket that covered the both of them to confirm what he thought. "Oh" He said rather calmly. Looking back at Sarai he managed to say the only thing that came to mind. "Uh, goodmorning" With another groan he lied back down and let her cuddle with him. The damage was done. This was not what he had planned. "I had planned to lose my innocence with my one true love on my wedding night" The man thought. "Not like this... not with a stranger with no name" In his mind he had dishonored himself. Looking back over to her he at least would try to to correct what he could. "My name is Druak Kadaj at your service miss. And you are?" He hoped that by knowing her name they would be strangers no more.

"I dont remember last night" He said. "Did" He paused. "Did, I perform well?" This question was more for his pride if anything. "I hope I did not cause you any discomfort if I did. This is my first time with a woman" Sighing the young man with a dragon claw scar across his face looked back to Sarai. "If anything happens I vow on my honor to do the right thing. You will be taken care of. Of this I swear" In this comment he ment if she grew heavy with child in the next coming months.

Nearby in the barn where most of the slayers came to collapse for the night in there drunken stupor Mahari also was starting to stir. But alone unlike Sarai. Like her lover last night he to was cursing the gods in the many tounges of different races he knew for the pain in his head.

Sarai had to chuckle quietly at the man. Once he had laid back down, she laid her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. She pursed her lips,"Good morning indeed." she almost purred, but managed to refrain from actually doing so. As he introduced himself as Druak Kadaj, and also asked for her name in return, she pondered telling him the truth, that she was a dragon, but at the last moment decided not to. No reason to scare the daylights out of him,"My name is Sarai, Druak Kadaj." she sat up, holding the blanket up to her to hide her front. She looked down at his as she spoke, no heat or anger visible in her pale-lavender-flecked-with-light-grey eyes. She smiled warmly at him, trying to let him know he could relax,"I don't know how you performed. This is my first time with a man." she said. She shrugged to try and make no big deal about it,"And I thank you, Druak. I only fear that my mother will want to defend my own honor once she finds out....She was raped when she was young, which is what produced me. She has very strict and harsh opinions about the integrity of a woman." she explained, so that Druak would understand when her mother literally flew into a rage.

OOC:
Rathon was wondering if he could join in with Ka to help restrain Jia from murdering anyone? XD

The man wondered if the blind woman would tell him her name. He relaxed a bit after hearing her name. "Sarai. Very pretty. Now that we know each others names, we are no longer strangers". Smacking his lips the man tryed to get rid of the cottom dry feeling in his mouth. "And please" He added afterward. "Call me Kadaj. My name is far to annoying to say the whole thing. Watching Sarai sit up and cover herself it left hardly any sheet left to cover him. Standing up shamelessly revealing all, had she not been blind, the man stretched and then sighed. "Your mother would be entitled to her anger. I have been raised to be abstinent until marriage. I have failed. In my acts I have shamed myself in breaking that vow. I would accept your mothers wrath. And the responsibilitys that came from our... encounter." Kadaj would not have been so calm about it had he known what her mother was. True he had a scar across his face showing he battled a dragon. But the truth was. That battle he lost. To face a dragon again would more then likely end in the same way. And unlike the last dragon that had the gift of foresight for a mans future and spared him. Jia would probably kill him.

Kadaj slowly got dressed and went to the tedious task of putting back on his armor. First the chain mail. Then the plate mail over it. Slinging the strap of his shield with the crest of the royal family he was born into Kadaj started to reach for the belt with his sword but paused. "Will I need my sword when I speak to her?" He asked. Somehow he already knew the answer. Kadaj figured an elven woman like her mother would have no second thoughts about killing him since they thought so little of humans.

OCC: Why not? Kadaj might need it. He is a weak human. But humans do have a tendency to surprise you. ^^ Oh the shame Jia would suffer to lose a fight to the man that wronged her family. In her eyes at least.

Sarai smiled gently at Kadaj, dipping her head in thanks of the compliment to her name,"Very well, Kadaj." she murmured in ascent. She sensed him stand up with her powers. She felt the urge to blush, but she twitched her lips and managed to keep her skin the same ivory as before; it seemed silly to blush after what had transpired last night. She rose an eyebrow at him,"She would not hesitate to cut you down in a moment, were she given the chance." she commented dryly. Her lips pursed again at his promise, and she dipped her head to him in gratitude,"I thank you, Kadaj. Perhaps that one little promise to me will make mother pause in her wrath." She stood, letting the sheet drop to her feet - What was the point of it? - before going about getting dressed in her black trousers and red scoop-necked tunic. She finished slightly before he did, and waited patiently for him. She raised an eyebrow again as she sensed the crest on the shield. How quint. She was the daughter of Shruikan, he the son of Galbatorix. She couldn't help the smirk that pulled at her lips, though she hid it when he looked at her with and asked his question. She crossed her arms over her chest,"Don't wear it. Mother will be vengeful, but she will not kill a defenseless man." she assured. Her expression softened then,"I am sorry. This was not entirely your doing. I was...quite willing. For that I beg your pardon." she murmured, and lowered her head to him.

OOC:
Okay, he say's he'll jump in after this post as soon as he can. Btw, if you do want Sarai to have a son/daughter, you'll have to be the one to make the bio. I'm okay with it. I have enough characters as it is. XD

OCC: Perhaps later. He does not even have a bio.... yet. Lets just say Sarai was lucky this time. His seed did not take root in the fertile fields to sprout life. To say it as nicely as possible.

ICC:

Kadaj listened to Sarai's words. Something he did not know. Few ever did. "She is your mother. You would know best" He said with a voice of just a hint of doubt. When he layed down his sword and shield it seemed he overcame the said doubt. Turning back to the blind woman he listened to her and reached out a hand to gently take her by the chin and raise her head. "You are" He paused for a moment then added. "Far to buetiful to show your face only to the ground. If you were willingly" The man paused again in thought before saying this time with effection and a smile. "Then perhaps it was ment to be and I have not shamed you or myself" Odd the man said her first before himself in that sentence. Humans were stereotypically self centered beings.

The man took what he assumed Sarai's shawl that she missed and with care put it around Sarai's neck. "I only wish I could remember last night. I have no doubts now I would have enjoyed it. Perhaps at another time and place once I have earned your mothers blessing" He paused and said cheekily. "I can rise to the occasion so we may do it again". Looking to the door his voice became saddened. "I only hope your mother is not controlling of you. You are a grown woman who can decide her own fate." If Sarai did not realize it by now Kadaj was an important part of her life. This was a pivotal moment.

Sarai was bound by the chains of her mothers will. Forever a slave to it. If Kadaj died before her mothers wrath. Sarai would never be free..... and if she came to his defense and defied her mother. Perhaps, Sarai would earn her freedom.

"Ok then" Kadaj said with intrepidation. "Time to face your mother" Taking Sarai by the hand with the armored glove of his right hand Kadaj added. "I would gain more strength for the task if you were there by my side Sarai" Here it would be dicided if he would walk this path, alone.

Sarai's cheeks turned lightly rosy at his compliment. She smiled at him, the motion making her eyes soften and light with....something,"Perhaps it was. Only time will tell." she murmured in response. Her smile warmed even more as he helped put her shawl around her neck and shoulders. A pleased smirk slid across her face for a moment, and humor made her eyes glitter, but both expressions vanished when she turned around to look at Kadaj. Her lips twitched,"My mother does not control me, she is merely...overly protective, because of what she herself was put through." and that was the truth. She did what she wanted. But she almost laughed at his words of her being 'a grown woman'. Even in elven years, the age that she appeared to be (17) was considered a child. In draconic years, she was considered a baby. Only in human years was she considered almost an adult. But she acted like neither a child nor a baby. She dipped her head again slightly when he said it was time to face her mother. She was surprised though when he took her hand in his. She smiled warmly at his request. She bowed her head to him, then lifted her gaze to his,"I will stand by you." she said simply.

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Jia knew where her daughter was. She knew who was with her daughter. She closed her eyes, and when she reopened them they were glowing green-gold. She stood, her body almost vibrating with the anger, no, the rage that rolled off of her in waves. The rule for a dragon was never to actually piss them off beyond their control. Better to never piss them off at all. That rule had just been broken twice over. Magic radiated from her in bubbles, passing through things and people harmlessly, which was lucky for them. She stalked toward the barn, her lips peeled back from her teeth in a vicious snarl that would have rivaled an Urgal's. Energy crackled along her glowing ivory skin. She was so angry she saw red across her vision. She tasted metal on her tongue, smelled it with her nose. Her fingers twitched toward the dagger on her hip. She was so completely absorbed in her rage, that she did not feel a familiar presence tickling at the back of her mind.

Get back here you dirt bag! Came the call of the guard, seargent Willard. He, and 5 of his men, were on horse back chasing a hooden man. This man had been accused, wrongfully, of stealing meat from a butcher shop and a sword from a black smith. The man was keeping ahead of the horses, but just barely. He needed a hideout. Thinking fast he cut into a field, the guards following him. However, they lost sight of him in the feild. The man came out from the other ade of the feild, the guards still looking for him, and ran to a nearby barn. He entered threw a side door and nearly ran into a pair of bodies. With a hasty "excuse me" he quickly jumped into the hay the pair had just been in just as the guards burst threw the side door. have either of you seen a man come in here? he asked sternly. But before either could answer, someone called from outside and the guard turned and left. A few seconds after, the man came out of the hay. His hood had come off by now, revealing his face. Sarai would know him as Kale, or Ka, Hinote Karite, Kadja would know him as, well he probably wouldnt know him. Ka brushed some straw from his pants and hair and looked up at the two. thank you for now ratting on me, I really didnt do anything. It was all just a mis....Sarai? Is that you? he asked, finally noticing who it was. what are you doing here with him.... he asked, but putting two and two together before an answer could be given. At the same time, he finally noticed Jia's presense on the other side of the door, his face paleling when he felt her anger. if you're both here for why I think you are, I would advise not going out the front door. Go out the back instead. Hurry. he said and stepped around them to meet Jia when she oppened to door.

ooc: sorry for grammer and spelling, I was forced to reply using and iTouch... Its not normally this bad lol

Sarai tensed when she recognized the size and step of Ka, the Rider of her mother, Jia, when she was in her true dragon form. She bit her lip and looked away from him. Once Mahari joined in she felt thoroughly cowed. She tugged gently on Kadaj's hand, toward the back end of the barn. Reluctantly he went ahead of her and led her out. She let him; he didn't know anything about her powers.

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Jia snarled as she caught a familiar scent behind the barn door, not of her daughter, but of someone else that she held even closer to her heart. She pulled back the barn door and was definitely not expecting to see Ka, her Rider, or Mahari in his human form, standing there. Her blazing teal-green eyes cooled slightly at the sight of them, though not much,"Get. Out. Of. My. Way." she bit out to them between clenched teeth. She didn't want to hurt them, but her daughter had been dishonored, and she planned on defending that honor. There was no way in the nine levels of Hell that she would let any male get away with touching her daughter, of any species. Her hands trembled with rage as she took another step toward Ka, for it was him that she actually had to get past,"He has taken what was not his to take, Ka. Let. Me. By." she snarled angrily at her Rider. She wouldn't hurt him, not on purpose. She stayed where she was, glowering at Ka, ivory skin glowing with power, eyes blazing with it. She was very, very close to Changing to her draconic form, but from lack of concentration and of desire to crush the one that had dishonored her daughter underneath her paw like the insect he was.