OOC: This is a very important RPG for my charries, Braith, and Voenth. In this story, one of my charries will die, I will leave it up to you to guess, but this RPG is mainly for those whose charries know Braith well, such as those whose charries were in the RPGs; "Braith's Training", and those in "Into the Deep". I will not say, "No" to anyone joining this RPG, but I only want three to four people in this RPG, mainly not to bog it down and cause it to become inactive like so many other RPGs.

IC:
Voenth walked calmly down the narrow game trail through the Beor Mountains. He listened carefully to the sounds around him; the sounds of the squirrels scampering through the trees and the underbrush, the quiet steps of the deer as they passed from one clearing got another in search of food, the hushed snarls of the shrrg as they stalked their prey through the wilderness. All this Voenth heard as he walked.

Voenth walked at a confident pace. His walk was neither fast, nor slow it was just right for the task at hand. Voenth carried with him his trusty blades, Let’hjartha and Rathur’gata. These blades had never failed him and likely never would. Voenth also carried with him something more precious than anything else he owned, an eldunari. This was not just any eldunari; it was the eldunari of Bascth, Voenth’s first dragon, the one who fell at the fighting of Doru Aeraba. This, Voenth carried in a small pouch, specifically designed for the task of carrying the precious item. Voenth looked up to see a large silver looking hawk screech above him. Arget’fethr he thought to himself. The bird in question was a powerfully built silver feathered hawk of enormous size. The bird and Voenth had been friends since Arget’fethr had saved Voenth while he was in captivity in Ura’baen. Voenth waved to the hawk and watched as it dove down to greet him. But, Voenth was still on a mission. He was going to meet his dragon; Braith and Zelyts, Braith’s son.


Braith flew low over the forests in the Beor Mountains. He was on his way to meet his rider; Voenth and his son, Zelyts. He rumbled deep within his chest, happy to have some of his family together again. It had been years since he had last seen Zelyts and Braith was anxious to meet the young dragon. Braith flew through the air and used his many different senses to guide him. He, with his nose smelled the Feldûnost as they leapt from one rocky peak to another, with his eyes, he watched the dwarves and other beings leap with surprise as he flew overhead. He listened to the screeches of the eagles, falcons and other birds of pray as they called their names to the skies. He felt the air pass by his claws and under his wings. He gave a small shudder of pure delight, he was free, he was powerful, and most of all, he was happy.

Zelyts moved about his mountainous home. Here, he was great; here there was relative peace, and prosperity. Zelyts changed into the form of a cave bear and lumbered out of his cave. He walked at a decently swift pace he was hunting. Zelyts used his nose to track the deer. Its light footed steps clearly heard by the giant bear. Zelyts continued to track the deer, its panting breaths easily letting the shape-shifting dragon know where it was. Zelyts chased it down into a narrow valley, one he knew very well. The valley was a dead end and all he had to do was follow it. Zelyts continued after the deer, keeping just behind it and never allowing it time to rest, then he saw it, it was a beautiful stag, one of the older of the herds that lived near Zelyts’ cave, but Zelyts was hungry. The deer had to die. Zelyts charged the deer and killed it with one lightening-fast blow to the head with his enormous paw. Zelyts bent over and began to feast upon his meal.

OOC: Uh oh. A charry's gonna die? Oh no! How far into the future is this, if it's been years since Braith saw Zelyts?

IC: Phalynx turned back to survey her daughter's progress. She spread her wings into an elegant arch, soaring on the weak thermals. Most updrafts were strong enough to pick up Phal, though. With her light body and enormous wings, soaring was the ultimate simplicity. Na'ir did not have as large of a wing to body ratio, but she had a lithe, light body, and was quite adept at flying herself. The blue dragoness was not practiced in flying long distances, however. When mother and daughter had met up in the northwestern reaches of the Empire, Na'ir had insisted on tagging along behind. Phal smiled, pleased with her daughter's curiosity and eagerness to explore, as always.

You're not tired, yet, are you? she called back. Her playful side had come more to the surface since her children had been born. Playfullness was almost a requirement in caring for young dragon hatchlings.

Na'ir flapped her wings. She hadn't had as many years of constant flying as her mother, but she was determined to keep up. Her natural abilities were proving very useful in this case, luckily. She snorted when Phalynx entered her mind for a few words. Of course I'm not tired. Just because I haven't flown as much as you doesn't mean I'm not good at long distance flying. I want to know more about the land, and you're the perfect teacher, she said with a decisive voice. If anyone knew where everything was in Alagaesia, it was Phalynx. Na'ir was doubtful that anyone spent so much time traveling over such a wide area. Her mother's laughter trailed back to Na'ir's ears, and she laughed along.

Alna'ir glanced at the mountainous landscape beneath them, using her version of Phal's sight. Na'ir could see through things, very useful when exploring, and she could zoom up on things with her vision as well. Na'ir couldn't think of anything better in helping her learn about the places and secrets of her homeland. Her eyes eventually came to rest on a sudden flash of movement. She couldn't see the infrared heat signatures of creatures as her mother could, but she was still a dragon. She could pick out the tiny movements of prey from thousands of feet away.

Phalynx glanced back at the path before them, turning her gaze away from Na'ir. She searched out the skies for any signs of life, and eventually saw a distant shape that was clearly a dragon. Phal narrowed her eyes, trying to focus in on the shape and determine who it was. She knew many dragons, and found herself encountering the ones she knew quite often. A small smile crossed her face when she finally did recognize the large orange dragon. It was her friend Braith. Braith was younger than Phal, but he had found a mate and had children before the silver dragoness. His children were friends, too. Phal sped up, deciding to wait until she was a little closer to greet him.

OOC: Well, ten years after Zelyts' birth if that tells you anything.

IC:
Voenth continued running, his legs, oddly instead of getting more tired, feeling lighter as he ran through tthe forest. He scented something off up ahead, something different, the scent of death. Voenth pulled the eldunari of Bascth closer to him and pulled out his blade, Let'hjartha, and began to creep closer to the scent. He continued around toward it and came to the edge of a small clearing, then he saw it, a large cave bear as well as a deer. The cave bear was eating the deer. The scene made Voenth's stomath turn. The elf turned and left, almost to the point of throwing up because of the bloody scene behind him.

Voenth continued his journey, but this time with a wide detoure around the cave bear. Late that evening, Voenth arrived at a large cave, marked with the claw marks of both dragons and bears he knew he came to the right place, he was at Zelyts' home.

Braith heard something behind him. He turned to see his friend, Phalynx with a younger, blue dragoness behind her. He said, Hey Phalynx, who is this with you? He flew higher to join them and soon flee behind because of their greater speed in the air. He said, Whew, slow down, not all of us are meant to fly like that, others of us are built more for fightign on land.

Zelyts turned, something was behind him, but he never saw what it was, so he turned back to his meal. He ate almost everything, leaving a few scraps for the birds and scavengers, then he set off, going back to his home. He set off at a smlw trot back to his cave.

OOC: Also, if it sounded like people weren't welcome, I didn't mean it, if yourt RPGC charries are accepted, you are more than welcome to join this RPG.

Phalynx smiled, and her eyes practically glowed. Yes, Aeraldi is my mate and the father of my children, she replied happily. She glanced around, wondering what the orange dragon was doing. So what are you up to, my friend? Usually when I meet up with any of you, something happens, she remarked with a laugh.

Alna'ir grinned excitedly. Really? You think I'm fast? Other dragons have told me that, but I haven't found many to compare my speed to. I've heard of Gornath. He sounds fast, but I bet if I had a nice tailwind I could beat him, Na'ir replied, a gleam in her eyes. She loved challenges as well, mostly those involving flight skills.

ooc: hope you don't mind if I pop in ^.^

Jason was flying over the Boer Mountains with Tialgo on his back, he learned how to fly with someone on his back from his father Gornath and his mother Dawn, since they both had riders. Jason's friend Zelyts lived out here in the mountains and he wished to play with him. he considered Zelyts his brother, despite him being the younger of the two Jason considered himself more like the older brother. They made it the mountain which held Zelyts' cave, but there were some other people there as well. Geez looks like everyone wanted to play with Zelkyts today. Jason said.

Tialgo looked over Jason's shoulder to see what he was talking about. A bunch of people were there; Braith, Vienth, Phalynx and some other dragon. "Your right. But you should know who most of them are. Lets go down and say hi." Tialgo told him.

Okay. Jason did as Tialgo told him and dove down towards the ground. Right before he hit the ground Jason did an upward arc which turned into a somersault in the air. He landed gracefully next to Zelyts and said Hey Zelyts, Braith, and .... Voenth right? Jason looked over t=at the other two dragons, he didn't know who they were but the larger one he recognized. The silver scales. Oversized wings. And green eyes. It was Phalynx. Jason felt like his jaw was about to drop, he had heard so many stories of her from his father, it was like meeting a celebrity. Y-your Phalynx right? It's such an honor to meet you!! You know my father Gornath, I'm his son Jason. he said in a mix of nervousness and excitement. The dragon next to her made him even worse, she was really really pretty. Hi.

Tialgo burst out laughing when Voenth, "You know me Voenth, traveling all around the world, getting into a few fights, the usual!" Once Voenth let him out of his bear hug Tialgo introduced himself to Alna'ir. "Hi Na'ir, I'm Tialgo it's nice to meet you. I heard stories that Phal had kids. Congrats Phal." He looked over at Voenth who had just pulled Bascth out of the bag he was carrying. "Oh hey Bascth long time no see!" Tialgo said waving happily at the the eldunari.

Hi Na'ir-- Jason started to say but was interrupted by Zleyts tackling him. I've been training, you know dad says I'm getting really good at flying. He said soon enough I might finally beat him in a race! Jason told him while wrestling back. Once Zelyts got off him Jason ruffled his wings and smiled widely at Braith's comment. Sorry 'bout that. Jason said somewhat embarrassed to Na'ir. Your Phalynx's kid? Well now it's obviuos where you get your beauty from. Jason said, trying to work his charm on her.

Jason quietly laughed at Na'ir's reaction to his comment about flying, he definitely didn't expect it. Racing her would prove to be difficult, she is Phalnyx's child after all! Isn't it obvious you have beauty? I mean your by far the prettiest dragon I've seen in a while. Jason told her, trying to slowly working his way into her heart. When Zelyts walked away and changed shape, Jason rolled his eyes. He was bragging about his powers ... again. Wanting everyone to ask about it, instead of just telling them; he did the same thing to Jason when they were kids.

Tialgo laughed at Na'ir comment. "You've heard about me?" He hadn't done many great things like Gornath, Voenth, Phal, or even Kit. He was just the guy that arrived here for no real good reason and started helping some people. Nothing to memorable. Tialgo walked over to Zelyts and leaned against him like he was a pillow. Of all the dragons he's met Zelyts was the one he was closest too. For multiple reasons; he was there when he hatched. He can become almost the mirror image of him. And he taught him basically everything he knows.

Jason smiled and shrugged at her comment and started to laugh along side her. I guess your right. I promise next time I'll come up with something better. Jason listened in to a bit of Phalynx's and Bascth's conversation, I would hate to be an eldurani. Not being able to move on your own, no breathing fire, no flying! It doesn't sound to fun for me. Plus I have no idea who I would give it to. But hey, thats just me Jason looked back over at Zelyts and laughed at him. His constant bragging was somewhat amusing, but out of all the forms he could take, Jason wished he could change into a naurogarm. They're just so awesome, even if they couldn't fly.

"Man I still can't get over that." Tialgo said looking at Zelyts. "It looks like I'm looking into some freaky mirror!" he exclaimed. "A dwarf .... cool," Tialgo said with no enthusiasm in his voice. Of all the creatures in this land, dwarves he didn't like so much. There wasn't a real particularly good reason, he just ... didn't like them that much. "Okay Zelyts, no more bragging about your powers, it's rude." Tialgo told his student, he patted him on the back to ensure that he was only playing around.

ooc: This may make things a bit confusing but I changed Tialgo's species name from Naurogarm to Cendus, if you want to know why then ask me in my charry topic

"Don't underestimate us Cendus Na'ir. We may not be able to us magic like elves and some humans, but we're one of the few creature that can take down a dragon. Our claws can cut through your protective scales. Our fur coat protects us from your flame. Plus our ability to control fire isn't to be taken lightly," Tialgo told the young dragon. Tialgo looked over at Zelyts and chuckled quietly. "Don't brag to much Zelyts, you still need more training," Tialgo said to Zelyts as he gave him a friendly smack on the back.

Geez T you started acting like Zelyts for a second there, bragging away, Jason said laughing. He stopped and looked up into the sky after hearing what Braith just said. A mischievous smile appeared on his face as he thought about flying through the storm. But when a bolt of lightning struck the mountain near them, he quickly decided it wasn't a good idea. Maybe next time. Jason though. As the rain started pouring over them, he ran into Zelyts' cave with everyone else.

Phal glanced away from them, admiring the way the light reflected off the stormclouds. It's beautiful. It would be very fun to fly over it, but as I am not lightning-proof, I agree we should go in, she replied with a laugh. She wouldn't have enough time to get above the clouds before the storm started, and she could already feel the electricity in the air, crackling around them and breaking high above in fantastic discharges. Phal moved towards the cave.

Na'ir grinned at Tialgo. Well, you might be good at fighting us, but that's only if you can catch us. I'd rather fly than do all those things any day, she retorted, laughing. She glanced around regretfully when everyone moved into the cave. We have to go in? she thought in disappointment. Na'ir wanted to race higher, and dance among the storm. She wanted to feel the thunder through core, she wanted to dodge the lightning. She paused before heading inside, gazing at the roiling thunderhead. Na'ir slowly backed into the cave, making sure she was the last one in.

OOC: Anyone have an evil charry who would want to kill someone in this RPG, because I don't want to control like 5 charries in 1 RPG.

IC:
Voenth ran inside just before the rain began to fall. He looked up at Braith and Phalynx and said, "Isn't this odd, I mean the rain? The sky was clear a few hours ago, but now look." he pointed at the jet black sky. It was surely an odd sight.

Braith eyed Voenth and asked, Are you paranoid or something, freak stormss like this happen over the islands all the time, why should it be any different here, or did you sense something? asked the orange dragon getting more nervous by the minute.

Zelyts looked at his dad and said, Father, freak storms do not happen here, it is much too dry. then he looked at Tialgo and said, If I still need more training, then so do you because a few months ago, I did beat you in fighting.

ooc: sorry not me! =3

"True, but we have our ways.," Tialgo said to Na'ir lightly chuckling. When it started to rain, Tialgo was one of the first inside. It was odd, he liked the rain, but he hated the cold. "Oh come on Voenth, you don't think it just suddenly started raining because something bad is going to happen do you? I mean come on, how cliche is that?" Tialgo said crossing his arms. "First off, I know I need more training, I'm not a perfect fighter. And two, I meant you need more training in your Cendus form, when we fought you kept changing shape. Plus I let you win.," Tialgo said to Zelyts.

Jason sat at the mouth of the cave watching the storm, it was amazing, he could just picture himself flying though it. My dad used to say, that whenever Phal's around there is sure to be an adventure, Jason said getting up walking towards everyone else. So I wouldn't be to surprised if something did happen.

OOC: I have Rigel. He likes killing dragons and Phal's friends.

IC: Phalynx snorted. Dark storms don't always mean evil is afoot. Though evil does like to use dark clouds to announce its arrival. Storms are quite beautiful from above, as well, because of the towering cumulonimbus clouds. They are gorgeous, Phal replied to Voenth's concerns. She let out a burst of laughter when Jason spoke. Oh, isn't that the truth! Sometimes I wonder if it's really me finding the action, or the action finding me, she called with a grin.

Na'ir laughed in reply to Tialgo, and glanced back at Voenth, Braith, and Zelyts discussing the storm. I hope it doesn't mean evil's here. Storms are fun, why does everyone accuse them of harking the entrance of darkness? she added, shaking her head with a laugh. She looked out again into the churning clouds, sheeting rain, and crackling lightning. To her, it was exciting and adventerous.

Voenth stared at Phalynx and said, "Mhmm, and what about that time in the islands, the time in the Hadarac, the time in the North, the time in the Mountains, and the other times I wasn't even there. Oh! and that time with the kalkara..."

Bascth laughed aloud and said, Well, since Galbatorix has come to power, it seems that all of you have been quite busy!

Zelyts laughed along wiht Bascth and said, You have no idea how busy they have been.

Braith looked at the others, then at the many scars all over himself then laughed along wiht the rest, knowing that what Bascth had said was so very true, that it was hilariously funny.

OOC: Wana do me a favor, Phal?? Lol. and pass.

ooc: not much going on, so I'm going to pass, sorry D:

OOC: lol. Would you like me to bring Rigel in now?

IC: Phal continued chuckling, for once taking her life a bit less seriously. Oh, yes. Though, when Galbatorix is defeated, I highly doubt I'll be any less busy. There are still many evils in the world, like those hydras on the island, and new ones will always arise. Not to mention the perpetual threat from the Shadow Realms. Galbatorix is just one of many things we must deal with, she added, realizing that she had turned serious again. She smiled. But defeating evil is just one thing I do. I also travel and explore, as I'm sure most of you do as well, she said, her eyes sparkling.

Na'ir smiled along with the others, but her face turned more grim when her mother spoke of fighting evil. Na'ir wasn't a big fan of fighting at all. She preferred to resolve conflicts a bit less violently, and only fight as a last resort or if her opponent obviously wouldn't back down by any lesser means, such as the shadow beasts. Oh, I love to travel and explore. I shall venture across the whole world before I go into my Eldunari, she said, voicing her dream aloud. She wanted to be even more geographically knowledgable than her mother.

Voenth stared at the sorm deep witrhin thought. "Say, Phalynx, do you think that there might be some way that we would be able to destroy the shadow realm. I mean, if we were to take that out, shades would likely be less than half as powerful as they are now and shadow beasts would nonexistand, would they not?"

Braith trurned toward Voenth and Phalynx, the question sinking deep within him him, because of the fights he had in the past with darkness.

Bascth glowed faintly and said, What do you mean, what in the world in a shadow beast, or realm for that matter, I have never heard of such?!

Zelyts looked at Na'ir, Hmm, I would like to see the whole world too, but I am afraid there is far too much for me to do here for me to travel much, if any.

OOC: Sorry for thw wait, I thought it was fang's turn. lol!

OOC: Draco, fang says she passes, so take your turn.

OOC: Okay. Did you get my pm, voenth?

IC: Phal sighed. I don't think it's possible to destroy the realm. That would be like destroying a whole world, which no one is powerful enough to do, or even everyone combined. However, there could be a way to cut the Shadow Realm from our world forever. I don't know how it would be done, but it seems within the realm of possibility, she replied. Though it would be impossible to destroy a place like the Shadow Realm, could it be possible to keep it from their world? She glanced at Bascth when he asked about shadow beasts. The Shadow Realm is a world of complete and utter darkness, fueled by dark magic. The most vial of creatures dwell there; they are shadow beasts, and the pure ones can only be harmed by light magic. Many evildoers get their power from this world, Phal explained.

Na'ir listened to her mother talk about the shadows, and inwardly grimaced at the thought of such darkness and evil. She turned back to Zelyts when he agreed with her. Well, I don't think I'm needed much. I hope not, anyway. Besides, if I travel a lot, I can help other people, she said with a smile.

OOC: Yes, I got it, and no, net yet. I want it to be some time before "it" happens.

IC:
Voenth looked at Phalynx and said, "If we were to seperate and isolate the shadow world, the shades would lose power, and the shadow beasts would die out. It would be a great blow to evil in the land. I will tell Islandi about it and with her help, I will see what we can do about that, but the answer to that is probably years into the future." said the elf as he stared in wonder at the storm. He said, "Now, that, that is beauty, there is not much more dangerous, or more beautiful that a storm." said the elf.

Braith stared up at the storm also and said, I will have to agree, storms are very deadly, but there are yet oer deadly things out there. I just wish that Seren were here to see this with me. said the large orange dragon somewat sadly.

Bascth glowed slightly and said, Oh, did she die? when eh heard the answer. He said, Remember this, Braith, she will always be with you, wether you have her eldunari or not.

When he heard the others talking about his mother, Zelyts bared his teeth angrily. He said, It was my fault. If only I had stayed in the cave like she said, thats why she died, damn that stupid Roc. I hate them, I hate them all! roared the young dragon angrily.

Jason got closer to the mouth of the cave, the wind that blew the rain sprinkled on his face. How could such a beautiful natural create bring up the topic of evil and shadows? If anything Jason associated storms with calmness.The cool rain dripping on your scales, it soothing. When the topic changed from evil storms to Seren Jason remained quiet. He only met her once, and he barely remembered her.

Tialgo also remained quiet, he didn't enjoy speaking of the dead. It was really his fault she was dead. It was his job to keep their three kids in the cave and safe. But he failed to keep Zelyts with them, which eventually led to Seren's death.

Who is Aeraldi again? Jason as Tialgo.

Tialgo shrugged his shoulders, not knowing the answer.

ooc: You guys aren't giving much to respond to >.>

OOC: Sorry. Voenth won't let me bring in Rigel yet, so he's the one who has to come up with the action here.

IC: Phal smiled at Braith, also happy to have reached a more pleasant topic. Though she felt bad discussing her own mate, who was still alive and well. Aeraldi's still as fine as he always is. He understands when I go out on random missions, like now, and sometimes he has his own things to do. But we still spend a lot of time together, she replied cheerfully, her mood shifting.

Na'ir glanced at Jason and Tialgo with a grin. Aeraldi's my dad, she said briefly, finding their moment of confusion amusing.

OOC: Sorry, I have been busy, maybe this will be enough action for you. Also, go ahead and bring in Rigel, and any other evil charries, cause I am going to!!!! Lol.

IC:
Voenth looked at Braith and said, "So, when was it last that you were in a fight?" He knew the question was odd for the moment, but hey, he was bored. He had already revealed Bascth. He was about to sit down when he felt a slight shaking of the earth. It began to build, and build more, until the entire mountain was literally trembling, then he saw two huge black wings. They were large enough to cover the sky, but that was already done by the ever-worsening storm. The winds howled as Voenth shook. Nidhog...

Braith looked at his long time friend when he asked. He said, Oh, a few weeks, it has been a while, anyway ... What is that? asked the large dragon as the earth beneath him shook. He tried to stand up, but by this time the earth was shaking to a point where one lost all sense of balance. There was a huge roar, then the sound of wings, ... huge wings. He looked up to see two midnight black wings rise into the sky. He cursed and said, WHO OR WHAT IS THAT?!!!

Zelyts smiled; glad to be away from the overly depressing subject of the death of his mother. He looked about at the others, and felt something. He changed into the form of a cave bear and lumbered outside. He said, when he caught the scent, I am not sure what it is, but it smells of death, blood, and evil. Wait, I see it, it is a dragon!! And, the nearest town of dwarves is in that direction, I have friends out there. roared the small dragon angrily as eh changed into a dragon and began to fly toward the monster of a dragon.

Bascth glowed brightly and the eldunari roared, Get the young one, he knows not what he is dealing with. I have seen the heart of this evil, he is the dragon of old, Nidhog, he will kill Zelyts, get him!!!

Na'ir charged into the air after Zelyts without thinking, and without waiting for the others to speak. Her swift wings carried her to him in seconds. Zelyts! Wait! You can't fight him by yourself! she cried, glancing at Jason when he flew up. We need help, she said, looking from one young dragon to the other. The enormous, evil dragon, who she could only guess to be Nidhog, would surely descend upon them as soon as he got within range.

Phal charged forward in fear, seeing her daughter and the other two young dragons fly out. They wouldn't be able to handle Nidhog on their own! Before she reached the entrance, she saw a distant, winged shape trailing after Nidhog. No! she cried as the rumbling earth suddenly caused the rocks from the ceiling to fall. Phal backpeddled desperately with her wings as rocks began crashing from above. She crashed to the ground at the very back of the cave and looked up with horror. The rocks were too thick to dig through in under an hour, even if Voenth used magic or Braith used his ancient power to do so. Her daughter, Braith's son, and Gornath's son were alone, with two of the most powerful evil creatures in Alagaesia.

Rigel followed after Nidhog, hoping to find some action by tailing the evil dragon. He would most likely terrorize some towns and nice creatures, but if they were lucky, they'd come across Phalynx or her friends. When the lightning lit up the sky and Rigel saw three young dragons flying below, he couldn't believe his luck. There they were: Phalynx's daughter, and the sons of two of her friends. Nidhog! Look! Those three will be easy to kill, he called ahead.

OOC: Heheheh. Thought I'd make things interesting... Mwahahaha!

Phalynx roared, pouring all her emotions into her voice so that the sound was heartwrenching. Her daughter was out there with her worst enemy! Rigel wouldn't hesitate to kill Na'ir, and he would want to make her suffer, because he knew it would make Phal suffer. She turned around, her face the enraged, stormy glare of a mother dragon. We'll find a way out or we'll make one, she stated ferociously. Her eyes rested on a small hole in the ground, which led to a small tunnel. We can expand that hole. That cave leads farther away, but it has to lead out eventually. I'm taking it, she said quickly, and ran over to it. Rocks exploded away as a huge blast of starfire blew a hole into the tunnel below. Without thinking twice, Phal dove into it and started running.

Na'ir stayed near her friends, almost shaking in terror. She looked between them again. Zelyts is right, we have to get a plan. We can't fight them out in the open, she said as she turned to fly after Jason. The huge, almost slathering black dragon was coming at them. She felt the scales on her neck prickle in alarm at the thought of the two powerful creatures behind them. She thought she could probably dodge their attacks with her agility, but Rigel's magic she could not avoid. And her friends were not as quick in turning their wings. They were both older and larger in addition.

Her gaze came to rest on the mountains below. A narrow canyon led down the peaks, finally coming to a large cave mouth. Maybe that canyon and cave. Nidhog can't fit, and Rigel won't be able to see very far in the dark. I can. And all of us together might be able to hold one of them off, she suggested, though she was looking for a better route.

Rigel soared overhead. He watched as Nidhog charged at the young dragons, but decided to bide his time for the moment, and see what they did. They were apparently fleeing the large dragon. Think to escape, do you little dragons? We shall kill you off one-by-one. Though, Nidhog, I'd appreciate if you left the little blue one to me. I have a little vendetta against her mother, you see. So I know exactly how to make both of them suffer, he called, making sure his voice reached the trio. Hopefully his threat would chill them when it sank in.

OOC: 'Tis your turn, fang.

Tialgo ran along side Voenth, he used his flames to melt the rocks ahead of them. He face remained calm and serious despite all the worry he was feeling. He never actually met Rigel or Nidhog. But the the stories of the mad black Dragon and the dark Phoenix reached to the ends of the land.

Sounds like our best option, Jason said, agreeing with Na'ir's plan. He flew down along side Na'ir into the canyon. He turned his head back to Nidhog and stuck his tongue out. You wont eat us you fat, ugly over grown iguana! And even if you do, we'll give a horrible case of heartburn and indigestion!! He yelled back at the black dragon.

OOC: FANGHUR POST HERE! I AM NOT REMINDING YOU ANY MORE!

Not really sure, Jason said to Zelyts, But you should worry about that when the time comes. He turned his head to see how far ahead they were of their enemies. A wide smile grew across his face as Nidhog, seemed to stop following them. Hey maybe our taunts hurt his feelings and he become to upset of chase us anymore, Jason said sarcastically to everyone. As the canyon drew nearer, Jason dove down towards it. Using the wind from the storm he glided into the cave. It was certainly dark, and the lack of light due to the storm didn't help. Great, now I feel like I'm completely blind, Jason muttered feeling useless now. Well, whoever has the best vision led the way.

Tialgo stopped when he heard Braith's roar, but when Phal and Voenth were getting far ahead of him he continued on with them. What is Braith think he's doing? Using the ancient power will tire him out, and make him unable to fight! He growled to himself. He launched more flames at the rocks,hopefully they'd be out soon.

Easier said than done. said Zelyts in response to what Alna'ir said. The phoenix had just threatened them and he said, If we are prey, try coming in here after us, we three can take an old crow like you anyday! roared the small dragon bravely at the larger phoenix. He dove into the small tunnel after Alna'ir and Jason. Once inside, he changed into cendus form and walked after the other two, in that form, he was better suited to fighting on the ground, especially against a creature of fire, because fire did not affect him.

When he heard what the small brorn dragon had called Rigel, Nidhog began to laugh loudly. He said, Hehe, crow, hahahaha! I will remember that one. laughed the crazy dragon as he flew at his own pace after the three dragons.

Braith contiuned to dig, however every time he moved a rock, another fell, and more often than not, on his head. He finally realized what it was, he was digging low, meanign that every time he moved one, another fell in its place, he needed to dig up high to get out! He began to climb the mountain of rocks and began to dig for the top, down.

Voenth continued do dig, but he then casted a spell that allowed both himself and Tialgo to see in the pitch-black darkness. He said, "Will we be getting out of here any time soon?"

Bascth saw that they needed help, so he lent all three of them, Phalynx, Tialgo, and Voenth energy to help them. He said, Take my energy, I am not using it. Find the young ones, and hurry!

OOC: Did Jason inherit any of Gornath' powers, because white light and white fire would be useful against Nidhog.

ooc: Yes; White Fire

Na'ir! What are you doing!? Put out your light! Jason told her. Your light will only help Rigel find us faster! Plus I think Zelyts should lead, he's lived here almost all his life, so he knows these mountains the best. Plus his eyes are accustomed to this darkness in all three of his forms! Jason sealed his mind from Rigel and Nidhog, so they couldn't hear him and he couldn't hear them, well except from Nidhog's laugh that sounded like he was choking on a fat elephant. As the three headed deeper into the cave, Jason listened for Rigel's talon's against the dirt, and anything from their parents.

ooc: Pass with T, he's just diggin' ... >.>

Jason looked at his claw when Zelyts told him to quiet down. He couldn't retract them, so how the hell was he suppose to stop making a noise? He continued on with them, going deeper and deeper into the darkness.Jason found a nice spot for almost completely covered him. Attack him how? If we get to close he could attack us! And what would fire do against a phoenix? Jason asked regarding Zelyts' plan.

"If you doubt their abilities then they'll surely lose. Have faith in them, I'm not to sure about Na'ir but Jason and Zelyts have gone through many hardships even before their first year. They may not have fought these monsters, but they fought many more," Tialgo answered Voenth.

OOC: Dude her light was off. I implied it, but maybe I should have been more specific. lol

IC: Na'ir crept low along the ground. Though she wasn't the best fighter, she was stealthy. Unlike her mother and brothers, she could creep through the shadows, her blue scales melding with the darkness and her footsteps silent. She found a spot to hide quickly, moving behind a colum as Zelyts had suggested. She glanced at him and Jason when they started talking about what to do. I think he means that the lack of fire from a lack of air might weaken Rigel. But I don't think his fire's normal, Zelyts. It is a cold flame, and feeds equally from magic as from air. And what do you mean about leading him to us? I don't think it's wise to engage him until we have to, and it will be much safer if we wait for him to get deeper in, and then all surround him. Then we can all attack at once and no individual will be at risk, she said, giving her own input. As she spoke mentally to her two friends, she watched Rigel. The phoenix was entering the cave, his eyes flashing across the dimly-lit interior. Na'ir stayed low and kept her muscles tense in case she had to move quickly.

Phalynx glanced back at Tialgo and Voenth as they spoke about the young ones' chances. She nodded in reply. They can take care of themselves well-enough until we arrive. They are strong and intelligent, and know how to avoid danger. I just hope they are not cornered and do not try anything foolish or reckless, like fighting when they could escape, she replied. Na'ir had not faced many dangers yet, but Phal knew that she had experienced challenges, and had received very good training from herself and Aeraldi. She wasn't yet a year, in fact. Judging by Zelyts' and Jason's parents, they could take care of themselves as well, and were probably better fighters than the young, much more battle-wary dragoness.

Rigel peered around as he paused just inside the cavern entrance. He saw the shadows twisting and furling themselves around columns and outcrops of stone, and knew that the dragons were probably hiding behind some of them. He could feel their magic, and knew they were deeper inside, though. He gave a cold, eerie smile, his yellow eyes harsh in the dim light. Are you ready, little dragons? Because here I come, he called out in a creepy, whispering tone. He slowly drew further in, feeling for their magic to make sure they were not getting closer without his awareness.

OOC: Sorry....

IC:
Zelyts waited silently as the phoenix neared him. He had no intention of tryingto take the giant bird one on one, but he did have intentions of losing that bird deep within the caves, either ot kill it by suffocation, or by starvation, or even at the least buy them time to find their parents. He yelled as the cendus leapt off of the platform, saying, "YAH! Take that you stupid crow!" yelled the cendus as he raced past the bird deeper into the caves. He sighed when eh heard what Na'ir said. He said, Sorry, but it is kind of too late for me to do anything about it, just stay there and I will try to lose him. said Zelyts as he nimbly ran through the cave, sometimes running on two feet, or four, but never stoping, no matter the obsticle.

Braith continued to rip at the side of the mountain until there was just enough room for one of his foreclaws to reach through. He used thisfor more leverage and continued to work. His face was a grimace of worry, anger, and even a little doubt as he worked to free himself from the cave to find his youngest child.

Voenth nodded and said, "I hope you are right, because there are not many enemies as those two. There are very few creatures that can match the power of those monsters." said Voenth as he dug.

OOC: Go ahead with your post, Draco, we are gonna GM fang's charries out of this RPGC.

OOC: Alright. I guess it'll just be us, then.

IC: Na'ir stared in alarm as Zelyts sprang in front of Rigel and then ran off, trying to lead him on into the deeper regions of the cave. She seriously doubted the safety of doing so, but it was too late to try and persuade Zelyts to be more careful. Now she just had to concentrate on doing what she could to keep him from being hurt. She raced to the side of the cave and loped further in, making sure to keep her footsteps silent but not wanting to lose Zelyts. If he got cornered or made even a small mistake, Rigel could be upon him in an instant. The blue glanced back, watching the phoenix as well. He looked strangely calm, perhaps even enjoying himself. Well that's never a good sign, Na'ir thought with a grimace.

Rigel narrowed his eyes as the brown dragon, in cendus form, leapt out from behind some rocks right in front of him and then dashed rapidly back into the cave. What does he think he's accomplishing? he wondered, giving a small snort of laughter. The phoenix, rather awkward on the ground, began trotting forward. He kept his mind focused on all three dragons so as not to be surprised, but decided to follow the little cendus-form dragon. I will play along with your little game. It will make you all the more surprised when I kill you, Rigel said, a sneer in his voice. He mumbled a small spell under his breath, and the cave floor directly in front of him was coated in ice. Rigel moved much faster, digging his talons into the ice and letting himself slide a short distance. Phoenixes were not known for their natural running speed, and this helped.

Phal saw the tunnel narrow ahead, and begin a slow curve to the northwest. Where it led, she still did not know, but she would follow it until there was a clear way out. Her body had fallen into a natural rhythm of motion, running along the earthen ground and dodging past obstacles. Luckily, the tunnel was mostly clear ahead of them. I can see a little way ahead. The tunnel curves and narrows, and I think it widens again. That's a good sign, she announced, growling under her breath and pushing herself to go faster. Nothing mattered now except getting out of this cave.

Rigel continued after the dragon-cendus, snorting at his taunts. Good for you. Doesn't change the fact that you're going to die, though, he said, with almost the phoenix version of a shrug. (The fact that he was running prevented him from actually shrugging, however.) The dark phoenix knew that this dragon was probably trying to lead him into some sort of trap or place where he would have an advantage. Rigel didn't really care, though. He was confident that he could kill him in any situation that could arise. And once he killed the dragon-cendus or drove him into the claws of Nidhog, Alna'ir would be his. Rigel could just picture Phalynx's look of horror when she saw her daughter in his talons. It was almost enough to make him turn to pursue the little blue dragon instead.

Na'ir bolted along, dodging several large falling rocks that were the result of the cave's destabilization. She wondered what Zelyts had planned to take on Rigel. He knew these caves, so he should know the best spots to fight. But how much did he know about Rigel? How much longer are we going to run? she asked him.

Phalynx continued at a dead run, no longer caring if she left Voenth behind. She could see the cave widen out up ahead, and join with a larger system of passages. A thick maze of stalactites, stalagmites, and giant stone pillars filled most of the cave ahead. And at its edge, she could see movement and magic. We're getting close... she said, her teeth bared in an unuttered snarl. Rigel would be hers very shortly. She desired nothing more than to rip her claws through his feathers and flesh, and burn him with her starfire. He would not touch Alna'ir!

OOC: Are you gonna godmod Jason out of the story, voenth?

OOC: I can try, or we can just say that he followed along trying to help, but soon found himself lost in the cavens, but if you want, I can try.

IC:
Voenth was forced to run after the starry dragoness at full speed just to keep up with her charge through the cavern. Voenth ran as fast as possible, then, as they progressed, the elf could see the glow of fire, however instead of red, or even yellow, it was a dark blue color. The elf immediately unbuckled Let'Hjartha from his belt and ran toward it.


Braith roared his challange to the skies and shot higher into the air. When he caught sight of the giant black dragon, Braith charged. He hit Nidhog in the side and nearly drive him out of the air. Braith then sent a powerful orange fireball after the black dragon to add insult to injury.

Zelyts laughed at the bird and said, "I will not die here." as he stopped running and faced the bird in what looked like a mineature arena, as it was surrounded on all sides by small rounded columns of stone. The cendus was ready to take the bird on head to head, and either win or die, in either case it was going to happen eventually one way or another.

Nidhog roared in suprise as he was hit in the side by the huge male dragon. It angered him greatly that he had been taken off-guard by the dragon, but never-the-less the orange male was outmatched. Maybe not in brute strength, but Nidhog had experience on his side. The black dragon roared back and unleashed his fire, the deep green fire hit the orange and burned through the scales and into the soft flesh underneath. Then the black dragon followed up with a hart hit to the side of Braith's head with its tail. The orange dragon was sent hurtling toward the side of the mountain and when he hit, it moved.

OOC: Yeah, he could get lost or trapped or something. Whatever works lol.

IC: Rigel clacked his beak impatiently at the young dragon, but narrowed his eyes when Zelyts stopped and turned to face him. Odd... Does he really think he can take me on in a fight? Rigel wondered. The phoenix skidded to a stop on his icy floor, extending his wings and flapping them a few times to halt himself. He could sense the blue dragoness growing closer as well, but right now it would be better to deal with the immediate threat. If, indeed, it really proved to be any kind of threat. You're really going to try to fight me? Rigel asked, his wings half-raised.

Alna'ir kept up with her friend and the evil pheonix, but suddenly the cave began to rumble. Rocks fell from the ceiling, blocking her path. The dragoness jerked to a stop and leapt backwards as more rocks fell in front of her, landing where she had been mere moments before. She growled in annoyance and began racing to the side, moving as fast as she could to get around the rocks and to the place where she could see Zelyts and Rigel. Though Zelyts was strong, Na'ir didn't think he could last long in a direct fight with a phoenix with many millenia of knowledge and power behind him.

Phal sprinted, her limbs working tremendously to propel her ahead. She could just see them on the edge of her vision, slightly blurred by layers of stone; Na'ir, Zelyts, Jason, and Rigel. The starry-scaled dragoness snarled as she ran, ready to tackle her enemy and tear into him with her claws and teeth. However, a rumbling of the cave up ahead cut short her plan to run and pounce. Rocks began tumbling from the ceiling, and a few stalactites fell, crashing around Phal and sending up sprays of dangerous rocky fragments. She darted ahead and then whipped out her wings to stop herself just as a large pillar of stone fell in front of her. She backed up toward the side of the cave, waiting for the rain of stone to cease.

Rigel eyed the young dragon-in-cendus-form curiously, his yellow gaze doubtful. In that form, his opponent was less than half Rigel's height, and did not appear to have any other weapons than those he was showing. The phoenix did not know if he knew any magic. Rigel doubted the dragon could last long without it, and so showed a confident sneer. So be it, little dragon. But I hope you realize you won't last long, he taunted, ruffling his wings in an offhand way. The phoenix let out a long, piercing screech and tore at the stone floor with one talon.

Na'ir bolted down a narrow corridor of stone, leaping over fallen rocks and ducking under pillars that had not quite reached the ground in their fall. The shorest path she could see to reach Zelyts was still a long and winding one. As she ran, she heard an eerie screech echo through the cave and ring in her ears. Her scales prickled as the sound put her on edge.

Phal dug ferociously at the stones that now barred her way from the rest of the cave. She could see them, just Na'ir and Zelyts alone with her enemy, Rigel. The phoenix's screech rang throughout the cave, filling Phal's mind with pure rage. She smashed a hole in the rocks large enough to look through and let out a returning roar. Her challenge was angry and feral--that of an enraged mother dragon, and soon she had scrabbled away enough rocks to start lunging her way through.

Zelyts laughed in return and said, "We will see won't we?" and began to circle the bird. He was careful to stay an extra few feet from the bird to avoid the dangerous beak and claws of the bird. He smiled and sent a powerful red flame at the bird. He did not expect it to hurt it, but did want to see how it reacted.

OOC: PASS atm, sorry, writers block...

Rigel laughed coldly. Miss you? Why, I had no intention of doing so. You're lucky I'm finding this fun, or else I would simply do as you said and crush the pillar, he replied, yellow eyes gleaming. Rigel could simply revert to his fire form and use the added magic to blast a tunnel out of the cavern to save himself. He easily blocked the fire attacks; the flames dissipated as soon as they hit the cold fire licking up the phoenixes' feathers. Rigel began to chant in a low voice, and a low wall of blue fire appeared, completely surrounding their battlefield. The wall of flames grew ever-so-slowly higher. Soon the young dragon would be his.

Na'ir scrambled down the sharp incline and into the hole. After a brief inspection of her surroundings, she knew it was the only way to get to Zelyts and Rigel. Her claws gripped the walls of the hole for dear life as she slid down. At last, she reached the floor, and began running down the much-deepened tunnel to get to her destination. It was only a little farther ahead, and then a sharp turn to the right. Then, after some more running, she would reach the large hole Rigel had created.

Phalynx saw Rigel's magic start to build ahead of her, surrounding him and Zelyts. She hissed, fearing what the phoenix planned. Even she didn't fully know what he was capable of; her fights with him had been limited. She could only keep running, hoping to make it to the two young ones in time to help them.

Rigel laughed at the dragon. Your friends and family cannot save you now, little dragon. You will die, he replied, his voice cruel. He dove at the dragon and slashed with his talons, and then flapped his wings to go up again. Another wave of cold fire pulsed towards Zelyts.

Na'ir worked on getting through the thick flames on the ground, to where she had room to fly. She heard Rigel's words to Zelyts, and snarled angrily. When she had enough space cleared, she rose into the air and let out a jet of starfire, which intercepted the pulse of cold fire and disintegrated it. You're wrong, Rigel! she screeched angrily. The phoenix looked at her, rage on his face, but just then, the ceiling and walls started shaking. Na'ir roared in alarm and swerved to avoid falling rocks.

Phalynx was digging through a thinner part of the cave wall blocking her from Rigel and the children, when she felt the ground begin to shake. She twisted her hindquarters out of the way to avoid a huge falling rock, and then squeezed the rest of the way into her hole. Outside, rocks and stones were crumbling around her.

Zelyts screamed in pain as his skin was torn by the beak, and claws of the evil phoenix, and then again as he was burned by the cold fire of it. However, he fought through the pain and managed to bite at the phoenix and swipe at it with his claws. He was not dead ... yet.

Braith hurtled into the bowels of the earth. He was trying to control his fall when a piece of rock which jutted out of the wall knocked him senseless.

OOC: Sorry, kind of dry this turn...

Rigel blocked Zelyts' physical attacks and his flame with cold fire, but it was getting more difficult. He sensed the elf enter the battle as well, and only just managed to flap quickly up to avoid the stunning spell and mutter his own counterspell to protect himself. The blue dragoness was flying up again as well. This was all getting too much for Rigel, who would have greatly preferred to swoop in, kill a dragon, and swoop out again without much of a fight. And he knew that once Phalynx managed to dig her way in, any chance of killing anyone would be gone. The dark phoenix dove at Zelyts, allowing the dragon to inflict a few blows on him, but getting close enough for a powerful counterstrike. Rigel's talons, laced in blue flame, struck forward at the brown's chest, and his sharpened wings sliced down as well (though mostly to give him time to flap back up again). He immediately sent a few more waves of cold fire across the room to keep his enemies distracted.

Na'ir flew back up at Rigel again after his ice had dissipated, but was slowed by another wall of blue fire just as she saw Rigel dive at Zelyts. She shielded herself from the flames but had to stop. With all the phoenix's magic, she was only halfway from the floor to the ceiling.

Phal was about halfway through the wall, and fiercely making her way through. It appeared Voenth had found some small tunnel or crack that led into the room with Rigel and the two young dragons. His magic would help, and his fighting experience.

OOC: Well, I suppose it is time to mentally scar everyone and almost make Braith lose his mind lol.

IC:
When the phoenix flew close and attacked, Zelyts was immediately on the defensive. He was busy trying to dodge the blows of the nimbler, and larger phoenix while deal damage with his own claws and fire, however just before the two broke apart, one of the phoenix's claws caught the skin on the underside of Zelyts' neck. As the phoenix pulled away from the dragon, the claw tore through the soft flesh and scale. Zelyts felt something wet and hot on his chest. Darkness began to creep into his vision and he could no longer feel his body. Then, the young dragon began to fall, slowly at first, then his speed picked up. He fell straight down to the bottom of the hole. A small brown stone then rolled silently out of the open jaws of the dead dragon at the bottom of the pit.

Voenth did not believe his eyes as he saw the small dragon fall from the air down the pit. He stared blankly at the place where he had seen the dragon last before it had been enveloped by the darkness of the hole. He stared openmouthed as dread, sadness, and anger surged across the link between him and Braith.

Braith was still barely conscious when he felt the anguish through Voenth's link. He immediately knew what had happened. The orange dragon then felt his anger as never before. It far surpassed anything before or after. He had never felt so much hate, or evil in his life. As his rage boiled his entire body was wracked with tremors. He managed to stand up on his four feet and ground the ground beneath him into powder. As his anger continued to build, he rumbled so loudly in his throat that the entire mountain began to shake. Never before had a dragon felt this much anger. The orange dragon began to ferociously claw his way up the sides of the pit he was in. Braith clawed up like some sort of feral animal. He did not even seem like an intelligent being, he seemed like nothing more than a beast with a want to kill.

OOC: Wow. Gone for a month, and come back to this? Now I'm sad, gah... (Though you did it quite well, voenth.)

IC: Rigel felt one of his talons pierce the flesh of the young dragon's neck. As his razor-edged wings swept down, lifting him abruptly into the air, he felt the blood of Zelyts stream out as his claw scored across the dragon's neck. Immediately, the pheonix felt a sense of supreme triumph. He had killed many dragons before, but none of their deaths had felt quite this satisfying. He savored the looks of shock and horror that passed over the faces of the elf and Phalynx's daughter, and relished the piercing, infuriated roar that the silver emitted. Even the tremendous rumble from within the mountain brought some triumph, but also nervousness. Braith was a powerful and imposing dragon, and this was his son. Rigel would not be able to defend himself against the orange with these others helping. He let out a piercing shriek and sent out a powerful wave of cold blue flame in triumph, planning to make his escape.

The cold fire cleared in front of Na'ir, only to reveal a spray of blood trailing from one of Rigel's talons as it left Zelyts' neck. The young dragon began falling, and in the blue's shock it seemed to take ages for him to hit the ground. She was dimly aware of her own voice, crying out in horror and grief, but felt only numbness. This couldn't be happening. Zelyts could not be dead. She saw something fall from his jaws as he hit the floor, but before she could make it out a powerful wave of Rigel's fire swept through the cave, catching her off guard. The force slammed into her and sent her straight into a pillar of rock, knocking the breath from her lungs. She landed on the top of another pillar and lay there, stunned.

Phalynx let out a trumpeting roar of grief and anger as she witnessed what occurred. The only emotion that filled her was fury at Rigel. The phoenix had long sought to deal a blow to her or anyone she was allied to, and on this day he succeeded. The silver threw herself at the rock before her, bruising and cutting herself as she relentlessly attacked it, bathing it in intense starfire and then hurling her body forward. Rigel would not get away with this.