OOC: sure. Galby and shruikan have appeared at the battle. Faefnir was battling them. Star gazer and Emerhyst joined in, but I took a seemingly fatal blow from galby and plummeted toward the earth. Emerhyst got me to safety. Star gazer got chomped on the neck by Shruikan. feeling her pain, I recovered and plowed into Shruikan. i caught Star gazer, lowered her away from the battle, got Zantya away, and i revived them and healed their wounds. you were trying to get ur men outside. go ahead and take your turn now. i'm very anxious to get to the next part of Faefnir's battle with Galby.

i really cant think of anything right now. unless yum want to give me a syggestion you can go

OOC: ok.
After making sure Star gazer and Reb were alright, Faefnir leered up at Shruikan and took off with even greater fury than ever before. Then he spoke to Shruikan the Cursed in the dragon tongue. "A PLAGUE ON YOU AND YOUR DESCENDANTS!" Shruikan answered back. "AND MAY ALL YOUR FRIENDS DOWN THERE ROT IN FILTHIEST URGAL HOLE!" Faefnir decided it was unwise to take the black dragon head-on like the previous time, so instead, he looped over Shruikan, than outflew him. He managed to singe Shruikan's right wing, but it didn't do enough to send him falling. So Faefnir took a more complex approach. He turned towards the right, then heaved his tail right into Galbatorix's chest. As Galbatorix fell the short ways towards the Earth, Faefnir held Shruikan in the air, hoping that it would give his allies enough time to slay Galbatorix, or at the least incapacitate him. Faefnir projected his thoughts so all his allies could hear him. Now everyone! Take this opportunity and rid Alagaesia of this madman! I'll handle Shruikan!

"Everyone charge!" Wil shouted. He rushed toward Galbatorix, who had an entire division of men surrounding him by now. Wil and Lucia rushed toward the fray. Kagraign flew up to help Faefnir handle Shruikan. Wil assessed the situation. He could try to jump the gap that was the hundreds of soldiers and risk getting speared to death before landing, or he could just blast his way through. Wil stopped, drew Mor'ranr, and stabbed the blade straight down into the ground. He concentrated as the soldiers rushed toward him. "Deloi Moi!" he shouted. The crack he'd created with his blade opened up. Wil jumped to one side of the chasm as most of the soldiers fell in. He then closed the gap as quickly as he'd opened it. It drained him of all strength. He focused on the soldiers trapped in the tomb below. He drew all of their life forces into his body. Recharged, Wil pulled Mor'ranr out of the ground and slashed his way through more soldiers. Meanwhile, Kagraign fought alongside Faefnir against Shruikan. He struggled against the huge dragon. He was big, but Shruikan had been on Earth longer and had been given so many souls he was almost impossible to hold back. Please, at least give the rest of us time to get to Galbatorix. Wil thought to both Kagraign and Faefnir.

"Young one, get onto my back" with elven speed, Eriel leaped onto Emrhyst's back and shot into the air. They released torrents of flames and huge balls of water. As they approuched Galbatorix, Eriel jumped off and aimed a dreadful stab at Galbatorix's heart. Galbatorix reacted quickly,dodging to one side, he maneuvered himself such that Eriel would be dreadfully wounded by the blade and not being able to dodge or block. Eriel saw the move and tried to counter it, she was too late though, the blade cut through her leather armour, sliced her skin, pierced the flesh and her right lung before exiting by the back. Emrhyst roared in pain and helplessness. Eriel grit her teeth, eyes watering, she pulled the blade out, her blood on the floor and the blade. She staggered to her feet, only to be knocked down by Galbatorix as he said, "Poor elf, i almost pity you." He snatched his sword from her weakened grip and stabbed her thigh, thus pinning her to the ground. Emrhyst came flying through the air, trying to kill Galbatorix. "Reisa" he muttered, the spell hardly using any of his energy. Emrhyst stood pinned in the air, unable to move. Eriel raised her head and looked into his eyes. Despite excruciating {Sp} pain, she managed to mouth a spell, "Geuloth du sverda" Galbatorix's blade landed harmlssly on her head. He looked at his sword, he jabbed his stomach with it. Nothing happened. He thrust it into his abdomen, underneath her breath, Eriel said," Se du sverda waise hvass." The blade passed right though his armour. Before it found home though, he was prepared, he pulled out the blade and sliced her abdomen. Darkness surrounded her, Emrhyst grew weak, soon they fell unconcious, barely hanging onto life.

"Go! Now!", Sloane yelled. Mage and Marox took a step forward, then charged the last few soldiers around the king.
Sloane we have some help! Sloane spun around, Nysia came speeding toward her with...Morda! The red dragon was gleaming and her eyes were set. She was in a rage. She roared and scraped over the rank of soldiers on one side of the large crack Wil had made.
Sloane screamed and charged the king. Sloane brought her sword up and was about to bring it down on the king, when he held it back. "Wha-?"
Galbatorix smiled, then shoved Sloane back. She almost fell, but she scraped her heels into the stone and stopped, regaining her balance. Her arm fell and she leaned heavily on her sword. Slowly, she raised one hand to her face. Her scars were rising. "No!" Her body went up in flames for a moment, then a voice filled her ears, Fight the past, Princess...
Her eyes again fell on the king, then she looked to Wil. He was still running toward the king, dodging through the last soldiers.
I'll try and buy him some time, she thought. But first...She waved her hand, pulling the spell off of Eriel. "Emrhyst, take her away from here!" Sloane called, standing in front of the other elf.
The king moved toward her and she raised her sword and Nysia's wings fell over her in protection. Emrhyst gave Sloane a glance and then picked up her rider. "Go, Nysia..." Sloane whispered.
The Star Dragon moved away, blasting into the air again. Sloane rounded her shoulders, then took a stance and steadied her arm.

OOC-Hi people...

Star Gazer howled when she saw Faefnir, she wanted to get up and fight, but she was so weak it was of no use. She sat there with pleading eyes. She wanted to beg him to stop fighting, he may get hurt. But the battle was over for her and her rider, and she could do nothing to stop that.

Eriel woke up half an hour later, she noticed the wounds on her chest and her thigh."Ngh.....Where am I?" " Oh! Your alive little one!" Emrhyst exclaimed as she nudge Eriel with her muzzle. " Hush now, u need to rest, a good fright you gave me, I thought you were dead! Oh, u really should heal those wounds, their kind of bad." Eriel paused, racking her mind for the spell her master used when his dragon was stabbed in the lung. "Ah right here goes,Eka gath brisingr,adurna,vindr un eka skulblaka........." When she finished, she found her wounds gone and her flesh restored. " C'mon young one, Reb needs help with her wounds. They flew off to find Reb and Stargazer

ooc: i really dont now what to do any ideas anyone?

OOC: Well, you could say that urgals attacked us from the rear or sth??

OOC: agreed.
Faefnir looked down at the pathetic beast below cringing with fear. Suddenly Faefnir felt pity for the poor creature. He ended his grimace of triumph and instead of killing him, Faefnir just walked around Shruikan and immensely injured his wings. This was quite painful for both Shruikan and Galbatorix, who also was cringing on the ground, his guard dead around him. Faefnir then spoke to the both of them. Go now. This is not your time to die. Leave this battle and retreat back to solitude in Uru'baen. With those words Galbatorix crawled over to Shruikan and together, they limped slowly away from the battle back to Uru'baen, Faefnir peering at them the whole time. Faefnir put his mind back in the battle. Although Galbatorix had suffered a defeat, his men still fought bravely even though it was clear Faefnir and the others were not going to be defeated. He plunged back into and suddenly formulated a plan that could help them escape or possibly triumph.

OOC: I'm going to continue, no one has posted in a long time and i don't want this Rp thread to become inactive. Guys, PLEASE start posting!

IC: Just as they flew off, Eriel noticed a great cloud of dust forming at the horizon. She strained her eyes, " Urgals....." projecting her thoughts so that everyone could hear, she said,"Faefnir, Stargazer, Will, Sloane! Urgals approuch from the east! It seems a great army, the dust created rises 6 feet into the air. I'm going to stay at the rear for now, they approuch fast." " Little one, what about Reb??" "She will have to wait." Eriel said this as she raised a mudwall, complete with battlements and towers around the campsite. Then she stationed herself on the east wall, facing the urgal army. A kull stepped out of the ranks, saying aloud in a crude voice, "We will take this encampment or yours, surrender now for rider or not, you will die otherwise." Eriel drew her sword and lifted it high above her head, saying, "Come then, take it if you can!" Emrhyst let out a great jet of flame which burned the ground a inch away from the nearest urgal, causing him to move back. The kull said again, "I will not stand for that insult, you will die this day elf!" He then shouted some orders and the whole army began to advance, chanting a battlecry along the way. "Well little one, are you ready?" "When was I not?" She sheathed her sword and flew into the air, raining down arrows and deadly spells upon the urgals.

OOC: hooray! we are back now!
Faefnir looked at the new Urgal army. He knew their presence would ruin his plan of escape. He saw Eriel make a mudwall, but failed to bring Reb, Star gazer, and Zantya back to the camp. They would be slaughtered! Faefnir swiftly rode with the wind and grabbed Reb and Zantya with his claws. He returned them safely to the camp, then proceeded to attack the Urgals. While doing this, he spoke to Eriel. Eriel, I never want you to assume that someone is not worth rescuing. The Urgals were still many yards away and you could have easily gotten them yourself. Don't fail me like that again. Faefnir then plunged downward and roasted several hundred Urgals with his fire breath, initiating the third stage of the battle.

OOC: MEAN!!! >.< rofl
IC:Eriel was a little hurt by Faefnir, the fact that she did her best and got reprimanded for it hit her hard. Not wanting to be shamed by Faefnir, she hid the thought behind thick mental barriers and got defensive. "I...I...Fine...I just tried to do my best, don't reprimand me for that." Eriel said this just as she casted another spell, obliberating most of the rearguard.

OOC: havent been able to post here for a while.

IC: Wil looked at the mud wall that had been conjured. He figured it must've taken immense strength to create such a fortress, even if it was only mud. He waited patiently in the lower area for the Urgals to fill in and surround himself, Lucia, and Kagraign. What are you doing? Kagraign asked. "Just wait, you'll see." was Wil's reply. He walked up to the Kull captain that was charging. "Thrysta" he murmured. The captain tried to resist the push, but was still hurled back a few yards. Wil walked up to him and placed his boot on the beast's chest and his blade on it's throat. "Tell me, where is the one who commands you?" Wil asked, deflecting the Urgals and Kull that tried attacking him with magic. "I'll never tell you!" the Kull spat in the basic language. "Oh believe me, you'll tell me." Wil said slyly. He pricked the Kull's throat with the tip of his sword. A spot of blood appeared. "Brisingr," Wil said, intending to fuse the fire with the Kull's blood and send the liquid flame throughout it's body. The kull screamed as the blood pumped. "Alright! I'll tell you! Just make it stop! Please!" Wil numbed the effects of the fire, though he left it in the Kull's system just in case. "The commander of this army is a young shadeling. At first we didn't belive that he was worth anything, but when I saw him slit Slahthgor's throat with his bare hands well, I knew he was to be respected." The Kull said. "He is about your size, for the boy he was had been your age exactly." the Kull continued. With that, Wil figured the Kull was done. A fourteen year old shade? Is that even possible? Well, Zantya is a shade possessing a seventeen year old, so I guess it's possible. Wil thought. He immediately set out on Kagraign to look for this shade. It wasn't long before a hole blown in the mud wall alerted Wil to his presence. Wil flew Kagraign as fast as he could to the breach and saw the boy. He was black haired. His eyes, Wil could see from above, were blood-red. Now, i'm going to do something stupid. Wil told Kagraign. He jumped from Kagraign's back. Falling is almost as thrilling as flying. he thought. "Thrysta!" he yelled, before hitting the ground. His fall was slowed and he landed softly on his feet. He looked to the boy, who had stopped to watch him fall. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Wil asked. "Your enemy, at the moment." was the boy's sharp tongued answer. Wil drew Mor'ranr, which took on a deadly green glow. Wil slashed at the boy. His attack was easily parried. The boy's Kull guards ran toward Wil. "Stay back! This fool is mine!" the boy hissed. Wil saw the guards back up, making a circle. He struck at the boy again, who again, easliy parried the attack. "You'll never defeat me." The boy sneered. "But I have one advantage over you." Wil said calmly. The boy looked confused. Then, almost out of nowhere, Kagraign slammed into the ground behind the boy, carrying Lucia. Wil smiled. "I have a dragon and a partner. Don't you know that all magicians should have a partner to protect them? It's not all about the bladework, though that is the most fun part." Wil said. He assessed the situation. Kagraign was behind the boy with Lucia. Lucia would jump off and attack at the same moment as Wil launched his attack, and Kagraign would assist by slashing to catch the boy off guard before hand. It was a sound plan, right?

Cassiopeia was confused, she slowly lifted herself up and found herself in shadows. The sounds of battle drowned my thoughts but i couldn't help that. I lifted myself up painful inch by painful inch. She had no idea how it had happened but she must have blacked out.

OOC:Someone please think of the shade's weakness lol. I think the person to do that would be you i_luv_saphira (I hope i spelled it right)
IC:Eriel saw the wall being conjured, she marvelled at Reb's energy reserves. Trying to encircle such an army after casting so many spells would've left her breathless and gasping for air despite her talent. She spoke to herself, "Hm.... I wonder...." Then turned her attention to Emrhyst, "Emrhyst, add some red to that deep shade of black kay??" ' Whatever you say..." Out of her maw came a great torrent of flame, further adding to the damage already inflicted by Stargazer. Just then, a consiousness touched Eriel's mind, "Emrhyst, stay here for a while, do whatever damage you can, there's a prisoner in the fortress deungeon who needs to be rescued. With that, she sped off in the direction of the castle. When she reached the deungeons, she saw the White Stag fighting for his life, it had been wounded in many places and was in danger of collasping. Eriel lost no time, she plunged into the fray, fighting the soldiers with inhuman speed and strength. She parried a blow from a captain and sliced his wrist, she left him there and finished off the remaining soldiers. Then, she asked him in the gentlest{sp} tone she could muster, "Tell me where the girl is." He replied with unexpected calm, "Why should I??" Eriel thought to herself, "Obviously he doesn't think I'd dare to torture him..." She spoke again, this time with more authority, "Speak, or i'l make you, i don't want to torture but if i must, i will." The man started to tremble, but showed no sign of giving way. "Very well then..." She removed his breatplate, took out her dagger and started to carve pictures on his chest. He screamed in agony, Eriel had to use all her strength to stop herself from shedding tears of regret. He finally gave way and said, "Fine!! I'll tell you, just don't hurt me anymore!" "Well that's better." With her mind, she told him, "I wish i didn't have to do that.... It would've been so much nicer if you had just given in." The man looked at her in amazement, in his eyes were admiration and respect. He told her everything, even the weakness of the shade commander. "Thank you" Eriel quickly healed his wounds and let him go, she knew that he wouldn't go back to Galbatorix after receiving such kindness, "Oh no! I forgot all about the poor stag!" She ran back to the stag, with her mind, she told him, "I'm sorry my friend, i shouldn't have forgotten you. Just wait a little more, the girl's just next door". She unlocked the cell door and after exchanging afew pleasentries{SP} She teleported all of them to the armoury, where they geared themselves in armour and teleported all of them back to the campsite, where Eriel began treating the stag's wounds while telling Faefnir about the encounter with the captain and the weakness of the shade-boy.

OOC-I know lots of Dragons. Morda is one of the red dragons from my home land. Sorry bout that.
Sloane sighed. "They are all young..." she whispered.
"You were only just sixteen when you began your journey, princess"Nysia said amused.
"I hate flying!" Marox growled from behind Sloane. She gripped the saddle and her bristled fur looked awful. "Tigers weren't meant to fly!"
Mage howled in delight. "Look!" he barked. Morda was sliding into the forest.
"What is she doing?" Sloane muttered. "She'll have to wait. We have to help our friends!" Nysia roared and plunged toward the ground.
Sloane saw a mass of Kull and jumped into their ranks. Mage leaped down next to her.
"Marox!" howled the wolf. "Come on!"
Sloane laughed. "Let's go!" She landed in the mass of monsters, sword in hand. She turned cutting down the enemies behind her and then worked on the line in front of her. Wil, I'm here.

OOC:Sorry i-luv-saphira, but i've got a good idea of what his weakness could be.

IC:Yeah, but you're way over there while I'm fighting for my life. Wil told Sloane as he parried an attack from the shade-boy. "Thrysta," he said, pushing the boy back to gain his breath. "What did you say his name was, Zantya? Hector? Well, Hector, I've seen what you can do. Now it's your turn to see my full power." Wil melded minds with Kagraign and attacked the boy. He slashed, stabbed, parried, and struck the boy from all angles. The boy fell to the ground, bleeding black shade's blood. Faefnir, you said the boy's weakness is an all out attack from every side? Wil thought. He'd heard the message just before he started his own attack on the boy. He stepped back, taking the time he could to think of a spell. He recited the spell and seven copies of himself surrounded the boy. As the boy looked around, Wil and all his copies attacked, destroying the shade. As he stood there, Wil saw the boy's eyes change. The blood coming out of his wounds turned red. "Waise heil" Wil said. The boy's wounds were healed. The boy looked at Wil with shining green eyes. "Thank you, you saved me from Hell." The boy said, "But I must kill you now, for you did just kill my best friend." The boy attacked Wil, who parried it and knocked him to the ground. "Peace. You are free to find new friends. Look to a winged companion, if possible, for they are the best friends you could ever have." Wil said. The boy ran off as the Urgals and Kull were released from their spell. Wil walked up to an Urgal commander. "Peace, brother Urgal. I mean you no harm. Your men were forced to fight us few soldiers by one of Galbatorix' commanders. Please, join us to relinquish the king of his throne. You will get land, food, and freedom for your wives and children inside the kingdom for your help." Wil promised. He knew the Urgal was thinking about it. As he waited for the answer, Wil fought off oncoming crimson hued soldiers.

OOC: someone help me with the Urgal's response. It seems like it would be more fun and interesting that way. At least it keeps the topic active.

Sloane sighed. "It was just getting fun, too." Mage barked with laughter.
"Look at Marox!" he wailed. The tiger was standing with bristling, wet fur.
"Ugh! Water!" she spat. Sloane shook her head.
"Wil! Lucia!" she yelled, waving her hands over her head. "Karagain", she said, bowing. She looked at the Urgal.
Something told her not to insult the creature nor to attack it. "Why should we help you?" it asked Wil. "How do we know that you won't imprison us as well? How can we be certain, human? You have many forces. As do we!" It pounded a hand on its chest. "So?"
What is this?, Sloane asked Wil.

OOC: that's perfectly fine. just remember not to power-play or whatever it's called.
Faefnir saw what had occurred at the battle. With the Shade destroyed, the Urgals were now at peace. Very soon afterwards, a young boy with green eyes approached him. Faefnir trembled a little bit as the boy touched his side. He eyed the child, then spoke to him. I'm very sorry young one. You desire a dragon to ride, but I cannot give you what you seek. For I am old and have no desire for a Rider. But I shall tell you where you may find an egg that Galbatorix does not possess. Just follow these directions closely...
As the White Stag ran through the corridors towards the dungeons, he heard and saw many things, all of which he reported to Faefnir. But just as he got close to the girl's location, he heard something that may turn the tide of battle. Faefnir, Galbatorix and Shruikan are still here! They are at perfect health and they have millions of troops gathered here! I strongly suggest that you get everyone out of there! He observed the fallen Rider and dragon for a few minutes, then proceeded to the dungeon. He kicked in the door and saw the girl for the first time.

OOC:I try not to godmode as much as possible, but sometimes spur of the moment stuff happens. sorry if i did.

IC:"Vel eïnradhin iet ai Shur'tugal." Wil said, placing his fist on his heart. The urgal still eyed him suspiciously. He was a shaman chief, so he understood that the ancient language is as binding as the link between rider and dragon. "Fine, we will join your ranks. If you were to become leader of Alagaesia, we would honor and respect you forever." The urgal said. "Oh, I don't think I would be suited for that. If they did ask, I would decline, because power corrupts the mind. Look at what happened to Galbatorix." Wil replied. Just then, Wil heard a deafening screech as Galbatorix burst through the ground on Shruikan. After he flew out, a million or more troops flooded out. They just kept coming. Wil looked to the urgal chief, nodded, and yelled a fierce war cry. He rushed toward the men, drew Mor'ranr, and struck one down. Almost immediately after being struck, the man's mutilated body re-formed and he came at Wil again. Wil opened his mind to all his allies, Sloane, Faefnir, Star, Reb, Eriel, everyone, the urgals are no longer enemies! Millions of soldiers, led by a healed Galbatorix, have flooded out of nowhere! And what's worse, their undead soldiers! Please, you have to get over here and help us! He heard a roar as Kagraign swooped down, chomped a soldier in his maw, and swept his tail around to knock twenty more back.

Dezlen I hope you're safe..., Sloane thought.
"Wil! Where do you need me?" Sloane yelled. The ground trembled. Gritting her teeth, she pulled the rocks together and tried to steady them. A crack split open and Sloane slid over the edge. She gripped the ground hard.
Sloane! Nysia, Marox, and Mage raced toward her. Mage shifted and took on his Were appearance. He bent and clutched Sloane's arm with a furred hand.
"Careful, Princess", he whispered. Sloane fell on the ground and the crack grew. "I do wish our friends were here."
"Me too", Sloane agreed. Her other allies seemed to disappear into the ranks of Urgals and Soldiers.

She watched Nysia roar and struggle against her chains. Fire raged around her. She limped on a broken leg. Her eyes were clouded with pain and tears. "Mother! Where are you?" She fell and hit her head. "I'm s-sorry"
Darkness succumbed her. A hand reached out and pulled her up. She looked up at a kind face. "Lets go, Sloane. Are you ready?"

Sloane looked out at the battle. "I lost him...To a Soldier..." She drew her sword. "Never again!" she cried, plunging into the Soldiers, haking and slashing. Fury and Rage filled her body, she felt invinscible. Her eyes gleamed with bloody-glee and tears.

OOC: I'll be gone for afew days so... i-luv-saphira, i put my charrys in your hands or claws... for ALL the rp threads u n i are in. =p and dont kill her or anything kay? u can do what u want, make her faint.... kill a captain whatever, just dont kill her. I'll be back on saturday night so a big hug for all of you.Cya'll!

OOC: buddy, i wish i could accept, but i'm afraid i will be gone for a week or so come Saturday. i will do my best until then, but after Saturday, if ur not back, someone else will have to take over for the both of us.

OOC: I'll take over for ya if u want. cause i'll be c'min back sat night.

OOC: OK, fantastic! just make sure not to kill off Faefnir or the Stag either. As you can guess from all the RPs i'm participating in, he is rather important.

OOC-I won't be back on til Monday night.
I'll catch up, see you guys!

OOC:I'm back! =p I-luv-saphira i don't know what you mean in the 2nd post. I thought the stag was already in my tent and what fallen rider?

well, the rpg's gone absolutely nowhere since like thursday. we still need to keep on topic. i'm out of ideas. anybody got a stray idea to use against a huge army? Reb's already destroyed about a third of it by dropping the ginormic wall on them.

OOC: forgive me if it's not rly good.. i've neva rped for 2 ppl b4.

IC:In her tent, Eriel suddenly felt an extremely powerful presense fighting with Zantya. And then, she was covered in black chains. She looked at Emrhyst and then at the stag. Both seemed to say, "Let's help." Eriel countered the spell with the help of both stag and dragon. "Well then, are you ready for this?" "Ready as i'll ever be." Eriel stripped off{sp??} the armour and donned the simple green uniform of an elf ranger. "She mounted Emrhyst and flew off into the fray, her cloak flying behind her, the white stag before her.

Faefnir saw the chains around him. He lazily countered it with an ice breathe, and then shattered it. Then, he saw everyone except Zantya, Eriel, Emrhyst and the stag in chains, at the mercy of the undead army. He started to get angry, he let out such a roar the whole battle stopped. Then, he turned to leth, "Let them go." He said in a thundering voice.

OOC: Maybe i'll get myself caught... and then u guys come bust me outa prison

Sloane growled and struggled against the chains. Princess! Sloane didn't recognize the voice. Nysia roared and tensed her muscles, breaking the chains. She ripped at Marox's and she helped Mage.
"Go!" Sloane yelled to her companions. "Help Wil! I'll be fine!"
She closed her eyes and reached out to Fyrius. He set a flaming paw on the chains and they broke away. She fell forward and saw the battle around her thinning. She marveled at the large Firey shield, awed by its power. She knew better than to defy Zatanya. It was her battle.
She ran to a group of Urgals that were surrounded by soldiers. She blasted blue fire from her palm and cut through the other soldiers. "Help the others!" Sloane barked at the Urgals. They all looked at her with defiance, but ran off anyway. Nysia! Be ready!
Something is coming! Look!, growled the Dragoness. Sloane looked up. The trees of the forest were bent by wind. Wingbeats. Out of the leafy canopy a Dragon hurtled toward her.
It was grey. Never before had she seen a grey Dragon. Silver, but never grey. Its red eyes were worried and full of power. Without yielding it flew right at Sloane.
She gasped, dropping her sword. She covered her head with her arms and bent against the wind. A wave of dust swept over her and many thoughts probed at her mind. The pain was unbearable. She fell as the Dragon's shield met her own.
She lay still in the dust, watching the beast with pained eyes. As it landed, she fell into Darkness.

Eriel covered her eyes as the dust flew at her, each hit felt like a stab wound. Then, she saw one small speck flying towards her scar. Everything moved in slow motion, she winced as it hit her. She shut her eyes and tried to block out the pain. "Eriel! Sloane is unconcious!" With unspoken consent Emrhyst landed near her, the force created when she landed sent Eriel's cape flying. Eriel's eyes turned dark green when she saw the gray dragon pick Sloane up and carry her off into the castle."Emrhyst, we're going after her."


Faefnir saw the grey dragon picking sloane up and carrying her away. He grew angry but suddenly realised what he was doing and calmed himself. He quickly put zantya out of his mind and started persuing the grey dragon.

Sloane woke and looked down at the ground. No! Put me down!, she screamed to the Dragon.
You're in danger! The Dragon's voice was young, but firm.
Who are you?
My name is Fury. I came all the way from Varisia to help you, Princess, the Dragon explained. Sloane felt crushed in the Dragon's tiny claws.
This is very uncomfortable, she said.
Climb on my back then. THe Dragon's claws opened a bit to let Sloane out, she climbed up the Dragon's leg and onto her back.
You need to turn around!, Sloane yelled. Feeling Eriel very close and thinking of Wil and Reb and the others.
No! You must stay away! You are in danger!
Of what?!
A dark force surrounds you!
Nysia!, Sloane called. She got a very weak response. She's hurt!
Fury tensed and flew faster. Sloane banged on her side.
"Let me go!" she screamed out loud.

Eriel established a mental connection with the dragon, "Let her go or i'll slay you, dragon or not." Eriel said, her eyes gradually turning darker, her cloak flew wildly as Emrhyst gained speed, the bells on the saddle jingled. She waited for the dragon's reply. Within her mind she told Emrhyst, "I'm going to shoot if he does not let her go in five seconds." She drew her bow, fitted an arrow to the string and waited.


Faefnir roared with anger as he heard the sloane scream. He roared out his thoughts, "Traitor! Let her go!" He suddenly gained speed, and released a great torrent of ice, pinning one of the dragon's wings to his side.

Meanwhile, Wil jumped on Kagraign, pulling Lucia up with him. "Let's go get Galbatorix!" he shouted. Kagraign shot up into the air. He flew as high as he dared. Suddenly, he turned back toward the earth, plummeting toward Galbatorix from above. At the last minute, Kagraign pulled out of the dive. Wil hurled off of him onto Shruikan, behind Galbatorix. Before Galbatorix could react, Wil pulled his dagger out of his boot and drove it into Galbatorix' ribcage, just below his heart. "To my favorite liar," Wil whispered, before jumping back onto Kagraign and flying back to the land battle.

The dragon started to lose its sense of flight and plumeted towards the earth. Emrhyst folded her wings and started to fall. As she got nearer, Eriel shouted out," Get onto her tail and climb!" The grey dragon struggled against gravity and tried to slow the fall. "Oh no..." Eriel knew what would happen if he crashed. "Reisa!" The Dragon stood in the air, unable to move. Eriel blinked as the energy was consumed, though it was quickly replaced by the reserves in the sapphire in her sword's hilt. Faefnir and Emrhyst stopped beside the dragon, waiting for its explanation.

"Don't hurt her!" Sloane yelled at Fury. The grey Dragoness growled.
Princess...
"Let me go! You don't act like a Varisian Dragon."
Sloane heard a roar. She turned and saw Morda flying toward Emrhyst. "No!" Sloane cried. She struggled free of Fury's grip and fell. Nysia flew under her, just in the nick of time. She was grunting and her wing was bleeding. "Nysia...no..." Morda was flying toward Fury.
Why, Sloane? She is a Seer... Then they both disappeared.
Nysia landed heavily on the ground.
"Eriel!" Sloane ran toward the Elf. "Thank you. I don't know what happened. The Red Dragon, Morda, is a good friend of mine. The grey one I have never seen before...Nysia is hurt." She bowed her head and walked back to Nysia. Her wing was crumpled and bleeding.

Eriel dismounted and looked at the dragon, "Wow... would you look at that, teethmarks along the main ridge, it seems broken... crumpled by a great weight... Muscles torn, bare to the bone, bone spintered and shattered." Eriel turned to Sloane, Morda and then Faefnir, "I will need alot of energy to heal this... My dragon and I can't do it alone, not even with faefnir. I need all your energy reserves. Faefnir look at Eriel, "You are young elf, but your heart is true, I will merge my mind with yours. I just hope the rest will agree."

OOC-Eriel, I know its really confusing, but Nysia is my injured Dragon. The grey one is a Dragoness named Fury. Morda is the red Dragoness travelling with Fury. Sorry bout that.

IC-Sloane nodded. "Okay...How do you know so much about the injuries?" she asked. "I'll give you my energy, though. I should've been able to heal this on my own. Something is shorting my magic. Something from my home, I think..."
Don't worry. Your heart will tell you what is right... Nysia nudged, Sloane's arm.
She nodded slightly. Muttering a quick prayer for everyone, she set her hands on Nysia's injured wing and watched her magic do it's work.
Eriel's eyes never left her.

OOC: Oh.. i see now. and whats with the last line, its as if i'm the danger XD

Huh? Oh! I wanted to make it seem like you were watching me, to know when I might need some of your strength....If that makes sense Now I'm getting confused

OOC: Oh... Okay oh and pls use OOC when you talk out of character =p rmb to put IC back in when you return to the story

OOC-Sorry

IC-Sloane watched as Fury and Morda disappeared again. Who was she? That was so strange...
Nysia growled and Sloane realized that she'd pressed down on her wing. Jerking her hand away, she whispered, "I'm sorry Nysia. My mind is wandering..."
"I understand, but can it wander to my wing, please?"
"Yes. Sorry..." Sloane looked to Eriel, hoping for someone to see that something was terribly wrong in Alagaesia at that moment.

"Something troubles you right?" Eriel asked. She looked into the sky, Dragons! Emrhyst roared with delight. "No Emrhyst" Eriel said, "Their Lethrblaka." Turning her attention to everyone, she said, "There is something wrong here... something very, very, wrong."


Faefnir watched them, with his far sightedness he could easily see them gradually desending. He thought to himself, "What could they possibly want that is there..." Then he suddenly remembered, "Star gazer!" With a mighty heave, he thrust himself into the air and landed between the decending Lerthrblaka and stargazer with her injured rider. He let out a roar.

Galbatorix could wait no longer, his army started marching towards Sloane and Eriel. They chanted a war cry as they marched. A war cry that shook the very foundations or the earth.

With her mind, Eriel said,"Sloane, let me help you, Galbatorix is coming fast." She released the spell she put on their encampment. The mud wall fell to the ground, she waited for Sloane's reply.

OOC-Sorry Star Gazer

IC-"Okay..." Sloane nodded to Eriel. "Thank you."
Nysia took in a shuttering breath. "Hu-hurry..." Her eyes clouded with mist.
Wil. I hope this works, Sloane thought. She looked over toward the approaching army. "Mage, Marox, you know what to do." She returned her attention to her Dragon. "Hold in there." She rubbed her hand over Nysia's belly scales. She laid her hand on Nysia's wing and Eriel's fell next to her's.

OOC: Thank you Eriel.

Faefnir could see Galbatoricx and his army getting closer. Star, can you fly? If you want me to, I can get Reb to the safe place where we can heal her. Then you can be strong again. Is that OK, young one?

OOC: YEAH!! your back!

"Let's do it." A green glow apeared under her hand. "Vindr." The wing started to fill with air. "Brisingr." The wing started to expand rapidly. Nysia started to roar in pain. Sloane looked at Eriel with doubt in her eyes. Eriel returned the look with one that said,'You doubt me?' "Adurna." Blood started to rush into the wing, making it look livelier{sp}. Eriel turned to Sloane, " Heal her wounds please.. You just need to fix the bones and the teeth marks. I've already fixed the blood vessals and muscles." She slumped onto the grass, desperately trying to regain some energy.

Who's turn is it now?

Are we home?, Nysia asked. Where is Galdor?
Sloane stroked the Dragonesses scales. "No. We're in Alagaesia with our friends, remember?"
Nysia's eyes clouded over a bit. "Where is Galdor? Zenith?"
"Zenith is back home with her hatchlings." Sloane paused. Why couldn't she remember? "Galdor..." She could feel everyone's eyes on her. She licked her lips. "Galdor is dead."
Nysia lowered her head again. "Oh..."
"I'm sorry. You guys can go ahead. Help Wil and Karagain. We'll be there in a moment." Sloane turned back to her Dragon. "Can you still help me? I can talk to Ava about-"
"I remember. Let's go." She climbed to her feet. Sloane watched her apprehensively. She turned seeing Eriel still standing behind her.
"Thank you", she said apprecaitively. "Our Kingdom will not forget this...and neither will we."
Sloane looked to Nysia and saw Glaice at her feet. We have restored her as best we can, Milady. Then she dissipated into fog.
Nysia stretched her wings. "Let's go. Your friends need you", she purred.
"They need us", Sloane said.
Then they were in the air, racing toward Wil. Nysia grunted with the effort, but made it along all the same.

Eriel stayed where she was and used the hill to her advantage. She drew her bow and nocked afew arrows, "Vindr." The arrows flew straight into the army, leaving armoured corpses in its wake. Emrhyst stood beside her, breathing fire upon the soldiers attempting to climb to hill. I need to help will "Okay then, just come back soon, i can't hold them off forever." With that, Emrhyst flew into the battle. Suddenly, Galbatorix appeared behind Eriel and put a wall of fire around the hill. Eriel threw her bow aside and unsheathed her sword.

Wil saw the fire wall go up around the hill. He'd just been lucky enough to sprint up the hill before the wall appeared. He saw Eriel and Galbatorix. He ran toward them at the top of the hill. He saw Galbatorix magically teleport himself behind Eriel. Wil barely got his blade out and between the two before Galbatorix's blow killed Eriel. He kicked Galbatorix back and saw that the knife wound was still there. Blood was streaming from it as water from a waterfall. Galbatorix paid no attention to it at all. Wil decided to make it worse. He rushed up to Galbatorix and swung his sword. He knew that the blade would be easily blocked. That was his plan. He locked blades with Galbatorix and pushed himself toward the man. He slipped his knife out of his tunic, where he'd put it after stabbing Galbatorix the first time. He stared Galbatorix down, waiting for the right moment. "You can forget about that, " Galbatorix said, swiping at the knife. Wil anticipated the movement and pulled it back. He then lunged forward, driving the knife into Galbatorix' throat. He drove the knife deeper, feeling it crush his voicebox, then going through his throat, then, with a sickening crunch, piercing the front of his spine. Wil felt Galbatorix immediately freeze up. He knew that the man was evil but seeing the look that had been paralyzed on his face was almost unbearable. Wil retracted the knife, letting the blood flow. Then, Wil watched in amazement as the wounds on Galbatorix' throat magically healed. His face unfroze. "You almost killed me. Now, I fear, you must die." Galbatorix said simply, setting his face in a cold, hard stare. Wil noticed that Galbatorix had overlooked the wound below his heart. "I hope you choke on those words." Wil retorted. He saw in relief that the fire wall had dissipated from the surprising blow. He backed up and waited for Galbatorix to do something.

Nysia roared. I can't! My wing! A lethrblaka slammed into her side. Her wing crumpled. Jump! You can still make it! Sloane stayed on her DRagon's back. I said, Go!
"Not without you!" Nysia roared and spiraled, trying to dislodge her rider. "Stop!"
The lethrblaka slammed into them again and Nysia fell. I'm...so-sorry...., Nysia gasped.
She hit the ground on her back. She skidded across the dirt. Sloane tumbled off her back. She looked up at the hill where Wil, Eriel, and Galbatorix stood. "He's the keeper of those beasts!", Sloane snarled. She climbed to her feet and stood, numb, looking at Nysia's crumpled body. Then, she drew her sword and charged the king. She missed and dug her heels into the ground. Fire and Ice overtook her and she lost control. Her body caught fire and the ground around her was alight with blue flame.

OOC: Ok.... someone must revive me or i'll stay in the underworld forever!
=P
IC: Eriel went numb with shock when galbatorix appreaed behind her again, he forced her to tilt her head and put his sword to her throat. He said, " Now, i'm going to kill her, painfully slow." Eriel winced as the blade cut her arm. A tear rolled down her cheeks as the blade cut deeper. And then he took out a knife and stabbed her, right below the heart where Wil stabbed him. Blood streamed down her mouth as Galbatorix threw her onto the ground and left her to die. Emrhyst tried to attack Galbatorix then but was caught in the air. Her eyelids got heavier as her rider's life seeped away. "I'm sorry Emrhyst." She paused, and then said, "I will at least kill that mad man before i die." She leapt up and lunged at Galbatorix. The blade found home in the right lung. "A life, for a life." She collasped to the ground. Her heart pounded against her chest and then, silense. Emrhyst roared one last time and then, with her rider, started making the journey to the nether world.

Sloane screamed and crawled back to Nysia. She tore off the saddle and threw herself over the Dragon. "Please, Nys. Don't die... Please..." When Nysia didn't respond, Sloane wailed and dug into her mind.
Fyrius! Glaice!, Sloane roared. Help me! No one was there. She opened her eyes and looked down at the bleeding beast that had been her closest friend.
"I...I-lov-love...you...", Nysia croaked.
"And I you! Stay with me!" She felt all alone. Nysia was going to leave her. "We're going to go home and...and see all our friends and we're going to fly...Nysia Donais Haven!" Sloane looked around. She felt someone behind her, but she didn't look to see who it was.

Wil approached Sloane. "Do you not have the healant? If you use that and i attempt healing her, we may just be able to save Nysia." He said. He'd gotten away from Galbatorix when he felt Nysia's life force draining. "Ready?" he asked. He put his hand on Nysia's neck. "Waise heil" he said, fusing his mind with Kagraign's. Nysia's body glowed emerald as Wil waited for Sloane to do something to help save her.

"It's all wrong! Everything! I shouldn't have let her be wounded in the first place!" Sloane sobbed. "I'll go in her place..." She lay her hands over Nysia's heart and forced her entire being into the Dragoness. Her memories, emotions, and thoughts, burst into the Dragoness. Nysia's body jolted and her eyes opened. Sloane fell back.

She was lying on ice, black roses lay on her body and scattered all over the ice. "You shouldn't have done that. It is too soon for either of you!" Sloane knew the voice, but couldn't identify it. A cold hand touched her brow. She jolted upward and was consumed by darkness.

"Little one...Princess..." She blinked up into the light. Nysia was looking down at her. Karagain and Wil were right behind her.
Sloane sighed, then rolled onto her side. "Am I dead?"

OOC: XD You called me a he. twice... Feafnir =P wee! You made my charry look better eh? ^^ And my dragon now has white and gold... hm....

IC: "Woah! That was weird..." Eriel suddenly remembered the fatal stab and then twisted around. "It's not there... All of them... execpt the scar... Oh well.. I'll have to live with it." Then she looked at Emrhyst and was amazed at her scales. Emrhyst noticed it too and with one accord they turned towards Faefnir. "Thank you."

Sloane looked wearily at Faefnir. She closed her eyes. She remembered the strength she had on the last battle in her homeland. She called to all of her friends and troops. All of them seemed to reach out to her and give her strength.
Snatches of voices and memories flashed through her mind. She opened her eyes, feeling the strength in her bones. "Nys..." She touched the Dragoness and saw the strength flood through her as well. Mage and Marox sprinted toward her.
"They need life forces!" Marox cried.
"What?" Sloane watched as Marox's red pelt flashed and Glaice stood in her place. Mage went through the same transformation and before her stood Fyrius. Glaice cocked her head and her tail lashed back and forth. Fyrius stood and his pelt caught fire. His appearance startled Sloane. Once again he looked like a Werewolf Knight.
He looked down at his paws. "Free...?"
"Sloane the Goddesses...take their strength", Glaice urged. Her blue fur bristled as Sloane's scars came back.
She hunched over as the fire took her. She looked wild. The blac streak in her hair fell across her eye. Her clothes were torn and stained with blood. Faintly she felt something prickle along her back. She reached out and felt-wings! They flittered on her back.
"Wha-?"
"'Your mother was a Fairy Queen", Nysia said. "I can feel the presence of my ancestors..." Sloane laid a hand on Nysia's back and waited for the others. The power seemed to grow stronger with every second.
She stared at the King. Her rage intensified.

OOC: Wow! this might be the first Empire Rp to EVER finish. Who would want the honour of killing shruiken eh?

IC:Emrhyst roared out her thoughts at Shruiken, Traitor! Usurper! Die! Eriel walked towards Galbatorix and saw that the wound was not fatal enough to kill him. "Now, we will and this, HERE and NOW" They rushed each other, sparks flying in all directions. Eriel started a complicated series of stabs, slashes and parries. She cought him on the hip and attempted to end his life but galbatorix saw what was coming and parried the blow and kicked Eriel in the gut. What he didn't expect though was a runed dagger coming down on his leg as he kicked. He grimaced in pain. Afew meters away, Shruiken roared with pain as the pain felt by Galby travelled across their mental link. "Die!" She plunged her sword into his heart and did an upper-cut, sucessfully cutting it into half. She looked at Shruiken and expected him to die too but he did not. 'Oh right... He did not choose him.'

OOC: you all can duke it out over shurikan, but i want galby to myself. hated him ever since i first read about him...time to take that anger out in the worst way possible. but after you kill shruikan first or it would be 100% pointless to attack galby.

OOC: Ok... Galby's half dead now. If you want... You could heal him.. set him in chains and drug him. Then torture him.. and then finally kill him!

OOC: no no, we can't contradict with what may happen in the third book. we'll let him escape, but in an extremely weakened state so he won't come back.

OOC-does that mean its gonna end the thread?

OOC: i guess it does. our plan was to kill galby so if he escapes then the plan will go wrong. that's the title of the rpg, so we'd be bringing everything full circle.

Star gazer! NO! This is a me-and-him fight. This is personal. Get down there and help kill Galbatorix! Faefnir swooped down and rammed into Shruikan's side, knocking him off of Star. Faefnir then grabbed Shruikan's underbelly and started biting down hard on his neck.

OOC: it doesn't neccessarily have to end. we can take a brief break from the battle when Galbatorix, and then he can return after some time. But yes, we do need some more people in this thread otherwise it's going to become very repetitive. then it will end without actually ending the story.

OOC: hm...If that's the case we should end it soon, and then boast about it infront of wing! =P

Wil blocked Galbatorix's sword once again. He slashed at his(galby's) midsection. Galbatorix blocked it and stabbed at Wil's heart. Wil dodged and swung his blade straight down on Galbatorix' leg. He felt the blade sink in and pushed harder, looking to cut the bone straight through. He pressed harder still until Galbatorix' leg was pinned to the ground. As Wil continued to pierce Galbatorix' leg, he used one of his own legs to kick the evil king right in the mouth. He pulled the blade out, flipped it around quickly, and caught Galbatorix under the arm, pulling him up and over Wil's body. This time Wil's blade went all the way through. Galbatorix' arm lay limp on the ground with him staring horridly at his bloody stump. Wil pointed his blade at Galbatorix' throat. "Why won't you die?" he asked simply. He kicked Galbatorix in the stomach and walked off, figuring that not even that man could save himself from bleeding to death.

Eriel stared at Wil, and then she had a flash back. A sword cut into her arm, straight into the bone. A knife flashed and stabbed her in the back. Her breathing grew laboured as she returned to reality. She found herself on the ground hugging her knees and what's more? She found herself crying for something she couldn't remember.

Sloane's concentration broke and Shruikan's barriers flew up. She stumbled and fell on her back. She remembered laying like this only a few years ago. Weak and exhausted.
Feeling the grass of the valley under her fingers made her smile, despite her discomfort and minor pain. Then the valley fell away and she was lying on the rocky ground by the Brink of Death.
Steven stood over her. He crouched, pushing the hair from her face. "Forgive me..."
Then she was back lying on the ground in Alagaesia. "Wil? Eriel?"
Eriel was not far away, sitting on the ground, looking as though she was in emense pain.
Is it over?, she wondered.

"Sloane!" She looked up. Morda and Fury were landing behind her.
"What are you doing here, Morda?" Sloane asked, running toward her friend.
"We have word of Dezlen and Steven", she purred.
"Really?" Sloane bounced on the balls of her feet. "I need to tell Wil and the others that I'm going home, then!"
Fury dipped her head to her. "I'm sorry. I thought you were in danger. I saw something and-"
"She just wanted to protect you. She's sorry that her means were so dangerous", Morda interjected.
Sloane nodded. "I understand. I'll be right back." She darted off toward her friends. "Wil! Wil!" She skidded to a stop before him. "I'm glad to have helped. I hope to see you soon. I have to go home though...I have my own calling."

Eriel looked up with a start and blinked away tears. She asked herself, "Why am I crying? I'm not dead." She jumped to her feet and examined the rock where she left Galbatorix. With a cry she noticed he was gone. She hit the stones around it and rushed back into the battle, killing the soldiers in an attempt to vent her anger.

Faefnir charged back into the battle. He saw Eriel and Emrhyst fighting several soldiers and were getting overwhelmed. He charged into a huge circle around them, then noticed Galbatorix was no longer there. Curses! He and the others gradually managed to push the soldiers back towards the castle. They were weak without their leader. As Faefnir reared up and roared, he saw something that he thought could never happen.

OOC: let's work some magic now.