OOC: If anyone's reading this right now, please don't reply to it yet. Draco is helping me get used to rping, so we're just going to post a couple of times before I give the okay for anyone to join in, okay?

IC:
Hobsyllwin blinked her eyes at the sudden brightness of the sun as she woke for a deep state of slumber. She stretched her jaws into a huge yawn, and then looked around. Snow began to fall gently against her silvery-white scales before melting into little droplets of water. The sun was over the horizon, portraying the clouds in blood red and orange colors. She had forgotten she was spending her time in the mountains high above the clouds.
I almost forgotten where I was, she murmured to herself. How could I let myself do that?
Syllwin stood up and stretched, her muscles feeling tight and sore from sleeping in the same position last night. She then looked around and sniffed the air, hoping to find some kind of meal in the harsh mountain wilderness. Without a sound, she lifted her wings and flapped them a few times to stretch them out a bit before she ran straight off the cliff, her wings still flapping.
Into the air she flew, the coldness waking her senses as she descended higher and higher into the sky, towards the Spine range. Syllwin enjoyed her freedom and the sense of being alone. It gave her peace and quiet, and it helped her think. She flew through a cloud and then up above the cloud line. Syllwin’s breath was visible in little wisps of condensation the air was so frigid. It didn’t matter to Syllwin, however. She was able to enjoy flying as high as she could without worrying about the cold or the thin air.
After a while, Syllwin, with her excellent eyesight, spotted a herd of deer grazing near the base of a small mountain. She figured there were a few bucks that could be spared.
In a swift dive, Syllwin headed for the unsuspecting deer below, trying to avoid rocks and trees. She flexed her claws in anticipation at the sight of the herd, and could hardly wait to have a tasty meal in her jaws before the sun had completely risen. She landed upwind of the deer in a small clearing and began to sneak forward, being stealthy on her claws.
If only life were that simple. Just when Syllwin was about to attack, a group of humans had set up their own little ambush on Syllwin. She recognized them; they worked for Galbatorix. She couldn’t do it, not again. She would die before it would happen.
Kidnappers! Murderers! Destroyers of life! Syllwin screamed.
With a mighty roar, Syllwin whipped around and dodged a spear that was aimed straight at her chest, and tripped the human who did it. Then, she grabbed the first human that she could touch and ripped him to pieces. It would have been easier if there were only a few of them. But these humans traveled in dozens. More humans rushed in like flesh-eating ants on larger prey. In minutes, Syllwin’s back was nearly covered with them. She felt one of their spears stab her side, a flash of pain coursing through her. She let out an agonized roar. It was too much for her; she was skilled, but not an expert when it came to combat. She was afraid that it would be all over and her past would be repeating itself.

OOC: After I rescue you. How about after my next post after this, if anyone's even on here, lol.

IC: Phal saw the infrared signature of a large group of soldiers in a clearing near a cliff. On the cliff, she saw something else. A dragon! she thought, heart beating faster. Phal's eyes narrowed dangerously and began to glow. She snapped up the rest of her meal in a single bite, swallowed, and roared. Her roar wasn't especially powerful, she was, after all, only about two years old. However, it resonated with power and bravery. Phal would never stand for the attacking of another of her kind!

The silver dragoness swooped into a steep dive, and then pulled up slightly, moving diagonally towards the soldiers and their quarry. You shall regret this day, humans! she cried angrily. The soldiers looked around, unsure of where the voice had come from. They finally began pointing up and shouting as soon as they noticed her.

The men drew away for a few moments, confused by Phal's glowing appearance. Perhaps they had heard of her already. Phalynx grinned, and pulled to a halt above their heads. The captain began shouting urgently, and the soldiers aimed their bows. They didn't have enough time, and Phal let a blast of starfire rain down on their heads.

When the flame cleared, Phal flapped backwards in shock. The men were completely unharmed! Gah! This must be one of Galbatorix's spells. Their armor must be enchanted against dragonfire, my starfire included! Phal thought. Though the spell probably encompased all forms of dragonfire, Phal wouldn't be surprised if Galbatorix had made sure it included her own starfire. They had crossed paths before.

Phalynx didn't let this setback get in her way. She twirled around in the air in a backwards flip from her hovering position and dove down, attacking the soldiers instead with her claws and tail. She felt them fall beneath her, and she knew that many were still terrified of her. They had never seen a dragon like this before, and even though Phalynx was pretty small, her magic abilities more than made up for that. Hold on! Phalynx called to the dragoness on the cliffside, noticing that she looked about ready to faint from bloodloss.

Phal roared again, and this time the remaining soldiers scattered. She would deal with them later, but for now she needed to see to the injured dragoness. Phal ignored her own small wounds for now, they weren't important. She approached the dragoness curiously. Her silvery-white scales were similar to Phal's scales, and her wings looked strong.

Hello? Can you hear me? Phal said softly, bending down over the injured dragon.

OOC: Oo, that turned out longer than I thought it would. lol

OOC: I'll join up I guess.

IC: Bahamut roared in anger, he opened his giant maw and released hellish flames upon a group of soldiers. Heh, I'm starting wonder if coming this far from the desert was such a smart idea. It cant be helped...food is scarce there. Besides... this is entertaining. Large amount of men surrounded him and in the back rows were basiltas with chains. What are they going to do, capture me? Ha...foolish humans. He released more flames targeted at the seige weapons. He did get most of them, but not all. The remaining ones managed to fire, the giant arrow pierced one of his wings. He roared out, the soldiers began pulling on the chain. He grunted at the pain. Bahamut reached out and grabbed the chain and pulled with all his might. The basilta went flying and the arrow was ripped out of his wing. Great... I wont be able to fly out of here and I to deal with the huge amount of two-legs. I havent had this much fun in a while.

OOC: Hey Daidrea!

IC: Phalynx smiled warmly at Syllwin's words. Don't worry, I'll just call you Syllwin, she said in good humor. She watched, intrigued, as the dragoness created a perfect magical replica of a blue bird, allowing it to flutter by Phal's face for a few moments before it disintegrated.

That was quite a wonderful piece of magic, Syllwin. It is unique as far as I know. Only dragons who know magic, and there aren't many of them, would be able to do that. But you can do it without words or anything. It's also quite amazing that you've lived on your own. I've always had my friends, I don't know what I'd do without them, Phal said with interest.

Galbatorix is a terrible person. That you or any dragon was captured by him is an outrage! That is one of the reasons I fight against him; to keep dragons safe and allow our kind to flourish once again. If you don't mind my asking, how old are you? Phal asked, wondering how much this dragon had experienced in her life. She didn't seem much older than Phal, and she wondered how Syllwin had dealt with the mad king on her own at such a young age.

OOC: Hi lol

IC: Bahamut was either stomping or breathing fire to deal with mass amount of soldiers, thats all he could really do because of his size. Archers began arrive and they took post in hills above the clearing Bahamut was in. They began firing at him, he roared in pain as razor arrows pierced his body. In retaliation he launched fire at where he coud see any archers, but it wasnt much good for they either ducked in cover or more just replaced them.
He growled out, Accursed humans you will burn!
OOC: Hrm.. Short.. Al I can think of atm.

OOC: lol, sorry, I was caught, so I had to leave.

IC: Phalynx nodded sympathetically. Syllwin had obviously been through a lot in her life. It was time she caught a break. You don't have to worry about me betraying you. I have no thoughts at all of joining Galbatorix or any other evil force, she said, standing up straighter. Phal was definately a very "heroic-minded" dragon, and she preferred to keep it that way.

Hmm, I didn't notice anything, but perhaps I'll go check it out with my special vision, she said with some amusement. Phal jumped straight up from the ledge and caught herself with her wings, soaring up and to a better vantage point. Now that she was up here and paying attention, she could hear something. Something was going on.

Phal scanned the surrounding area, and jerked her head up in surprise. Bahamut! I wonder why he's here? she said to herself. Syllwin, there is a dragon being attacked by the soldiers. His name is Bahamut; we've met several times before. I'm going to go tell him about the soldier's dragonfire-proof armor, though I'm sure he can deal with them himself. He's rather large, you see, she informed Syllwin. She began to fly towards the commotion, not waiting to see if the silvery dragoness would follow. Phal would be back in either case.

Bahamut was actually becoming tired. He also began to realize that some of the soldiers he thought he killed with his flame managed to survive. Not most of them but some. He was slightly shocked on how that could be. However now was not the time to be thinking of these things, it was not looking good for him.
Another Basilta launched from behind him and this one went straight inot his back. He roared out in agony, Bahamut dropped to one knee...panting.


OOC: Btw Astral, if you dont know, Bahamut is a bipedal(two-legged, hindlegs) dragon.

OOC: Sorry I took so long...been busy.

Bahamut was rather annoyed how they greeted him, as if they were on a casual get together. Pleased to meet you? He almost felt like giving a piece of his mind if it werent for the giant metal arrow lodged in his back.
He snorted, great how am I supposed to kill them if my fire doesnt work? Stomp on them? Easier said than done...

OOC: That's really all I got, cant do much atm.

OOC: I'll join if it's alright. My characters are a dragon and her rider. I've probably messed up the order also, so just tell me who i need to go after and i will remedy the situation.

IC:Kit woke up to the bright sun shining through the trees. The fire had gone out during the night and he was alittle chilled. I wonder where Shyara’s got to? he thought to himself, probably off getting breakfast for the two of us. He didn’t care to call her because he knew that out of the two of them, she could take care of herself better than he could himself. “Well I guess I should get some wood for the fire” he said aloud to no one. He gathered several bundles of wood and when he was headed back to the forest he saw the sapphire and emerald sparkles on the trees that meant that Shyara had return. He turned around as she finished coming over the sheer cliff. Finally your back, he rubbed his stomach, I’m starving.
Shyara looked at him, then tore the buck’s head off and threw it to him. He looked down at it then back at her. Fine, I’ll trade you, she said. Thank you, Kit said as she traded the head for the back strips, Oh and can you start this fire please? He added. She bent down, opened her mouth, and let her blood red flame pour over the logs; Kit put his breakfast on a spit and started to roast it. Shyara sat by the cliffside and worked on chewing up the rest of the animal with her serrated teeth. She let her gaze wonder through the sky till she saw something she thought was abit odd. Hey look, two suns.
Shyara, I know that it’s only been one year since you hatched, but I also know that you laid in your egg for seven thousand years, so I know that you know there is only one sun, Kit said to her.
Well it looks like it to me, there’s a bright spot there and another over there and the one is moving very fast. She noticed Kit’s suspicious expression, after she felt his disbelief leak across their connection. If you don’t believe me come and look and you can also see the light-shadow behind it.
Kit got up and walked over to the ledge and looked up. He could see the two ‘suns’ that Shyara had seen, the moving one looks more like a Dragon! He shouted both across the mental link and out loud. He took another step backward but there was nothing there and he fell over the cliff face.
Shyara jumped up and looked over the edge, I have plenty of time, she folded her wings against her back and jumped out and did a back flip, which she turned into a dive. When she was level with him, she said, Get on! He reached over and pulled himself onto her neck. I can’t put my wings out at this speed, the wind could rip them off or they could catch the cliff, she thought, so I guess I have to do my special landing. She called it her special landing because she had never seen another dragon do it; as a matter of fact she had never seen another dragon, that’s why she didn’t recognize the two in the air.
When they were seconds from the ground, she pulled herself around so she faced upward, and slightly flared her wings. She slammed into the ground hard, but her strong back legs were well suited to take it. The impact sent a ripple up her and Kit’s bodies. Kit loosened his grip for a second, Let’s go get my sword and then we can go see what those dragon’s are up to. Shyara agreed and, while still standing on her hind quarters, dug her claws into the cliff side and started to crawl up, until she felt thermals picking up speed; then she opened her massive wings and let go, letting the thermals carry her up with a few stokes of her wings. When they reached the top Kit jumped down, gathered his sword and dagger, and threw dirt on the fire. Can you fit through the trees? She walked over and looked inside, the trees formed a dense roof, but the trunks were far apart, Yes, she said.
Okay, stay low and close to me, don’t show yourself, till I give the okay. Shyara nodded and they slipped into the trees and approached where the dragons had landed; the growth became too thick so Shyara had to remain back a little ways. Kit knew she would not be found, he and she could make themselves disappear, not literally, if they wanted; they had slipped past Galbatorix’s gaze and knowledge.

OOC: I left it the way i did incase you wanted this to be a dragon's only story, that way i could make it, since no one notices them till i do something else, as if they were never part of the story.

OOC: may i join? im only using my dragon for this rp though.

Ciar had been waiting far off from the battle, growing bored with every passing second. Where is that blasted two-leg?! Cair thought in annoyance. Just then the Captain appeared not two wing beats from Ciar. Bowing low, the man came forward and spoke,
"It is not good. There are three dragons in all. The one we want is there but she is with one other dragoness and one dragon."
Enraged by the news, Ciar released a small jet of flame at the round-ear-two-leg. Even though the man was protected from Syllwin's ice breath, he was hardly protected from Ciar's fire. As the man screamed as his lower armor turned black, Ciar hummed.

I just love how defenceless some creatures are. Not me though, I am most well suited for battle. Ciar thought as his humming increased.
Just then, he spotted something moving in the distance, it was Syllwin!
YOU FOOL! Ciar bellowed, YOUR LETTING HER GET AWAY! As Ciar continued to mentally assult the Captain, he roared in the direction of the flying dragon. Then Ciar stood up and prepared to take flight.

OOC: LOL, too dark? Have you seen Bahamut's bio? Not trying to critisize you, but I couldnt help but chuckle at that haha. Take a look seriously. viewtopic.php?f=55&t=6885
You can look at my epic application too if you wish if you want to learn more. But yeah, like Phal has the nickname Dragoness of the Stars...Bahamut's is Demon of the Dragons. Like I said, not shooting you down or anything, just thought that would be some imput for when you next post. Trust me...Bahamut is far from being nobel. I mean, can you see him in the picture I have for my sig?

Btw, welcome Gavina!

OOC: hey Daidrea, isn't it your turn?

OOC: Pass for now, I honestly cant think of anything atm.

OOC: Welcome, to both the new people!

IC: After finally exctracting the painful arrow, Phal looked around in time to see Syllwin leaving. Syllwin! Wait! Where are you going?! Phal called, and began flying over to the departing dragoness. She suddenly heard a roar behind her. She turned back and noticed the infrared signature of a dragon behind the trees, preparing to take flight.

It took her a moment, but she realized that the enemy dragon was Ciar, a dragon she had met before under very bad circumstances. He and his rider, the daughter of Galbatorix, had been trying to capture her. She growled low under her breath, but still flew as fast as she could to catch up with Syll.

Her large wings allowed her to come up even with Syllwin fairly quickly. Syll, for now, I'll leave the question of why you're leaving for later, but at the moment we have more important things to deal with. The enemy has a dragon working with them. His name is Ciar, and he is bonded to the daughter of Galbatorix himself. I've fought him before, when he was trying to capture me, and now it looks like he's been assigned to capture you. We have to either leave immediately or fight back, but you cannot go alone, Phal said. The speech was fairly longwinded, but she needed to relay the importance of sticking together for now to the silvery-white dragoness.

Phal glanced back to see what Bahamut was doing, and if Ciar had taken flight yet. To her horror, she saw another dragon and rider in the shadows of the trees and off to the side. She only now noticed their heat signatures, but they didn't seem to have a threatening demeanor. No dark magic was attracted to them. Syll, there's another rider and dragon back there! I'm going to go get them out of there, so that they aren't attacked. Please don't leave! Phal said urgently, and then turned completely around in less than a second.

Phal dashed as quickly as her immense wings could carry her back to the rider and dragon. Luckily, they seemed far enough out-of-the-way to avoid being seen and retreat if they so chose. Phal stopped before she reached them, so as not to reveal their hiding place. Shur'tugal and Skulblaka, please come no further. My name is Phalynx, and I am the only dragon who can see you right now. I will not harm you, but that green dragon taking off will, so if you are aligned with the ancient riders and dragonkind, please either join myself and my allies over there or sneak away and avoid capture, she told them as she watched Ciar.

Ciar! You'd better not harm Syllwin or any of my allies, or you will regret it! Phal said to the young green at nearly the same time she was speaking to the other dragon and rider. She was making it seem as if that was the purpose of her coming back. Why are you aligned with evil, Ciar? Can't you see that your mission is wrong? You don't have to attack us! Phal said, hoping to deter him before injury could befall any of the dragons. She regretted having to fight him; the dragon was young and it didn't seem right that he should be corrupted by Galbatorix in his youth, and forced to work for him.

Kit and Shyara were both surprised when the starry dragon addressed them.

What are we going to do Shyara, slink back and hide or try and help?

What do think I'm going to say. Get out there, I'll be there in a second, I'm a bit wedged in here.

Okay, I'll be waiting for you, hurry! Kit drew his sword and took out the two closest soldiers. He chased a few others as they retreated. He burst through the undergrowth into a clearing. He ran to the middle, but he could find no one, then he heard someone say, "Excuse my but you're interfering with our mission." Kit turned around a few times to try and see where the voice was coming from, when he started to see that he was surrounded by archers. He dodged the first arrow and quickly sheathed his sword and used magic to block the arrows, but his magic wasn't that good and he was loosing energy by the second. SHYARA! Help I'm trapped and i can't hold of the arrows forever!

Shyara was still struggling to get out of the trees when she heard Kit's cry. Hang on I'm coming!

Kit's magic faltered a bit and an arrow slashed his arm.

When Shyara felt that Kit was hurt she went into a rage. She slashed and burnt the trees she was wedged between. She flared her wings and sprung to the sky; she wheeled around to the direction Kit was at. She ignored the other dragons completely, all that mattered was getting to Kit. She found the clearing Kit was in and lite the surrounding trees ablaze. The fire didn't do much to the soldiers but it caused enough confusion for her to land in the clearing, grab Kit, and get out. Kit, heal yourself.

Kit spoke the words and healed himself, his magic ten times stronger now that he was in physical contact with Shyara. Stay low to the trees and lets find out what these other dragons are doing before we go anywhere, they might need our help, and I am most certain that we could use theirs now that we've been discovered, and Galbatorix is sure to be told very soon about our existence.

Shyara dropped down to tree level as Kit had said, and hovered, waiting for an order and watching the scene unfold, as a new dragon emerged, with a menacing air about him.

OOC:
Hey, mind if I jump in?lol

IC:
A shrieking roar sounded, loud and clear. A deep amethyst dragon flapped into view, a menacing look on his face. Ciar, if you harm any dragon or people here, I will...oh you don't even want to know what I would do! he bellowed. He assured himself that his partner-of-mind-and-soul was safe in the forest, then winged up close to Phal. Hello Phal, it seems that we've been running into each other more and more often. I've got a picture of what's going on. I can sense the ones around me, Bahamut is here, a dragon and Rider, and another silver-white dragoness, he said, his icy blue eyes glowing brightly. He looked at her. The brightness of her sparkling silver scales was almost blinding, but he kept his gaze on her. He was not exactly seeing her body, but her soul. He didn't look to deep, if he did then he would've seen her true name, and he didn't want to invade to much of her privacy. He looked away, toward Ciar. He could see without really looking the massive amount of darkness that surrounded the hatchlings soul, but it seemed like it was forced there, and that Ciar was truly a good dragon mislead into believing that Galbatorix was fighting for the good side. Again he turned to Phal. The pureness of her soul was astounding, nothing could corrupt her. It seems that Ciar is mislead. I only make threats, but it's rare that I fulfill them. I think it would be best if we try to turn Ciar around to the good side, then perhaps we might get Gavina on our side as well, and that would boast our possibility of overthrowing Galbatorix even more, he said.

OOC:
Using Zeke to shake lose any confusion.lol

OOC: I'm just double checking the order now that we've got more people.
Astralwing
Daidrea
Draco
Kit
Gavina
DragonSlayer4

Right? if it is, then Draco should be next, then on from there.

P.S. I'll keep editing this when we get new players, that way we always have a list.

OOC:
Okay, I just went so Astralwing, your up.

no, we are still waiting for Draco to do his turn. you jumped in, in the middle, which is fine, but we got to let everyone go through their turn still.

OOC: Hmm, technically people go whenever they jump in, so the order should really be: Kit, Astral, Gavina, Daidrea, DS4, Draco.

IC: Phalynx was happy to see that both the new dragon and rider had decided to aide the fight. These soldiers wouldn't last long against all of them. Phal smacked one away with her tail before flying up again, hoping to see if Ciar was in the air yet.

Phal was suddenly knocked a few feet through the air by the shockwave of Bahamut's meteor-like blast. Nice, she said to him with amusement. That was definately affective against the soldiers. They would probably retreat soon with so many against them.

Greetings, Zeke, Phal said to the blind purple dragon as he joined the group. His amethyst colored scales reflected the silver light shining off of Phal's like a large gem. She could feel his mind looking into her soul, which was a little unnerving, but she knew he wouldn't probe too deep. I agree, we should try to turn Ciar to our side. No dragon should be forced to work for the very one responsible for our kind's downfall, she said sadly. She hoped that Ciar would be responsive to such attempts, but she would fight him if he wasn't.

She turned to Syllwin to see if the dragoness had begun to fight yet. Be careful, Syllwin, these soldiers obviously want you for something. Though, I'm glad you decided to stay, she said, hoping the silver-ice-scaled-dragoness would not leave.

OOC: SO which order are we going to follow?

Shyara was overwhelmed by the amount of dragons in the air. She had never met any of them before, but they all seemed to know each other, either on friendly terms or the other. Mabye we should slip away as, what was her name, Phalynx, I think, had said?

No, I think we should stay, even if we just sit here, because we could use some friends and I'd like to know what they think Galbatorix is up to, Kit replied to Shyara's question. We'll just sit here till someone tells us what to do, or the fight ends.

OOC: lol just go Astral.

OOC: seems like its my turn? and whats with everyone wondering if Ciars really good?

Launching himself into the air, Ciar searched until he found Syllwin. Ciar could see that, for the moment, the dragoness was busy with some two-leg-round-ears. Taking his chance of distraction, Ciar flew fast on silent wings high above Syllwin. When Ciar was in place, he noticed one more dragon and a Rider, watching in silence. Shooting his mind out to only them he bellowed,
Who are you two and what purposes do you have here?

Glancing around him, Ciar saw that there where more dragons then he thought. No matter how cunning he was, or how much of a dragon he was born as, he felt fear creeping into him. Having this many older and stonger dragons around was unnerving. Even if Ciar wanted to run, he couldn't. If Ciar ever ran, the mad-kind-Galbatorix would hurt him or his partner-of-mind-Gavina. So, ignoring those around him, Ciar looked down again. Syllwin was directly below him, unaware (or so he hoped) to Ciar's presence.

Letting loose a small jet of flame, Ciar folded in his wings and started to drop out of the sky. Only at the last moment did he open his wings. The air catching under his wings stopped him mid-drop for a second. Resuming his fall, Ciar landed on the dragoness-Syllwin, hoping to pin her for the moment.

OOC:
Must...reply. Sorry D. Skip my turn to make it even again.

IC:
Zeke snarled as young-green-Ciar made a move to the silver-ice-white-dragoness. He lunged toward her, claws extended, teeth bared. I warned you Ciar! he bellowed. Just before Ciar landed on top of the dragoness, he flipped onto his back, slid in between them, and kicked up with his hind legs, sending young-green-Ciar off course and landing several long-narrow-gashes along his soft underbelly. He winged in front of the dragoness, warding off any other surprise attacks with his large body and wings, his face twisted in a feral snarl. His snow white talons flexed as he tried hard to control his anger. If my scales become black, everyone should fly the other way. Including you Phal, he said, speaking to all the dragons. His muscular neck tensed and relaxed. His icy eyes flashed slightly as he turned to look at the silver-ice-white-dragoness behind him, though a snarl still graced his face, it seemed protective, and his eyes were gentle. I can see a little of your soul with my power. I can see what you plan to do after this fight is over. I can see the reason, or part of it anyway. Believe me, none of the dragons here are safe, whether we know you or not. Galbatorix wants us dead just for existing in the first place, so it doesn't matter if we know a certain person or dragon, it won't make the situation any worse. Most of all, he wants Phal, and her half brother. I can understand your concern, Syllwin, but there's no need for it, he said gently, turning away to glare at Ciar.

OOC:
I know a little explanation is probably in store for Zeke's "powers". See, when his eyes glow like this, he can not only see a persons body, but there very soul. He can control how much information about the person he's looking he knows about (because he doesn't want to see there true name, or something of that nature), so that's how he knows Syllwin's name.

OOC: Heh, sounds a little like Nilarek's way of peering into a person's soul by stealing their shadow. Anyway, would any of you mind if I join with Aeraldi?

OOC: Go ahead, Aeraldi! You and your charries are always welcome!

The boredom Aeraldi suffered recenty was maddening, there was nothing that he was interested in and, to make matters worse, Aeraldi was trying to get him to 'Expand his mind' by doing thing that he would never consider. Finally he decided that he needed to be somewhere, doing something that would make his other side shut up for the time being. That was when he felt a power growing, something that interested him greatly. He flew off heading towards the power and when he arrived what he saw was something that interested him. Not only was his favorite sparring partner, Bahamut, here but there was also a sign that there was a large battle. He looked around the area and saw many new faces and few that he recognised.
Well, Aeraldi asked, flying around Bahamut, What have you done here and why was I not informed? He turned to fly next to Phalynx,
And what new faces do we have here? He asked her.

Dracooo?! it be'eth thine turn, is it not? I be'eth pretty sure that tit is.

OOC: Almost. Daidrea goes in front of me, and then I go.

OOC: hey guys and gals, I won't be able to get on this weekend so i'm just letting you know that way you can skip my turn if you want. or you can just wait, I don't really care. BY the way it is Friday where I am at.

Pass for now.

OOC: Oh, wow, I just realized it's my turn... rofl, I'm sorry guys, how 'bout I go now? rofl

IC: Phalynx swept above the armies and examined where everyone was. Zeke and Syllwin were fighting Ciar, Bahamut was crushing countless soldiers, and the newcomers, Kit and Shyara, had joined the fight. Suddenly, she noticed another new arrival, and recognized the small form of the dark Aeraldi.

There are quite a few new faces, as you can see, Phal said laughingly at Aeraldi's question, The silvery-white dragoness is Syllwin, the evil green dragon is Ciar, and the new dragon and rider are Shyara and Kit. They're both on our side. Oh, and the soldiers have armor that is impervious to dragons' breath attacks. Not even my starfire worked, though I guess Galby knew about that... Phal grinned at Aeraldi and then went to join the fight against Ciar.

She let herself drop almost directly above the green dragon, her imposing wingspan, large enough for a dragon three times her size, blocking out the sun. She hissed, trying to get Ciar to rethink his moves. You don't need to fight, Ciar. We are too powerful in both number and individual strength for you to defeat us. You don't need to commit suicide to carry out Galbatorix's orders, she said fiercely, staring into Ciar's emerald eyes with her own, which were glowing gold.

OOC: It is your thread you decide the order.

OOC: So I'm after DS4 then?

OOC: It would be DS4's turn I would believe as you just went Astral.

OOC:
Np, I suspected that it was my turn anyway.

IC:
Zeke chuckled at Syllwin's comment. I'll say again, none of the people or dragons here are in any more danger for knowing you, he snorted, Bah, that evil king wants all dragons that don't follow his rule dead. He wants me dead just for invading his castle to rescue my Rider, he bared his vicious fangs and snarled, One thing that oath-breaker must understand is; we bonded dragons will stop at nothing to get our Rider's back, even if it means certain death, he said. Zeke yelped in pain as a spear punctured just below his left wing joint. He turned his head and roared loudly at the offending soldier, making him wince and rub his ears. Why don't you crawl back with your comrades before I rip you to shreds for doing that, he growled, flexing his horrible talons that were splashed red from blood. The soldier gulped once, then turned and ran away as fast as he could. Zeke snorted in contempt. He winced as the spear grated against bone. He landed on the ground beside Syllwin, gently so he didn't agitate his wound. He painfully lifted his wing, turned his head toward the spear, latched onto the spear with his serrated teeth, and pulled it out. He bit down, making the spear break in half with a sharp crack! He spit the two pieces out, then turned back to the wound. Waise hiell, (be healed) he said gently, emmersing himself in the magic pool from his mind. The wound closed. Zeke flexed the wing to make sure the muscle was healed correctly, then glared up at Ciar. He raised his wings and took flight. With a mighty heave, he hovered next to Phal. The snarl had disappeared from his face, but that made him all the more scary. His unmoving eyes stared straight through Ciar (he had turned off his Soul Sight). I would retreat if I were you. Even you should know that your outdone in strength and number, hatchling that you are. I will let slip to you that I nor Phal will not fight you unless we must, he turned his head in the general direction of Syllwin, I'm not so sure about Syll, then he turned back to stare at Ciar. Choose your path wisely, he warned, then wheeled in the air, a snarl again graced his face. The reason behind this was a magician had cast a enormous fire ball at Phal. Skölir nosa fra brisingr! (Shield us from fire!) he cried. The fire passed on either side of him and Phal without so much as burning them. He looked directly at the magician, who quickly fled. He snorted in contempt. He turned to look at Ciar, then, before the green dragon could pull away, he touched him on the brow with his snout. Sé ono waíse sköliro frá rauthr un haina sem onr Ebrithil ach eom ono un onr Shur'tugal, (May you be shielded from misfortune and harm that your Master does to you and your Dragon Rider) he murmured, doing much the same thing that Eragon had done to Elva. He pulled his head away from the seemingly stunned Ciar. Now Galbatorix can not harm you, he can punish you, yes, but the pain will be much, much less, he said, then looked at Phal. Let's go, he said to her, turning around in the air to fly back to the cave that Syllwin and Phalynx had been in previously.

OOC:
......the only thing I an say is: WOW.

Aeraldi looked towards the fight and realised that this was a perfect chance to relieve his frustrations. Finally, I have waited for so long!
Must that be the only way? Aeraldi asked from the back of their mind.
For me, yes. As for you interrupting my thoughts, maybe you should be the one to kill them then? After hearing no reply Aeraldi charged the soldiers, extending his claws to their full length. The first soldier Aeraldi charged was forzen still by the terrible visage that was before him moments before his death. Aeraldi charged like an angel of death, his wings blotting out the light from the soldier, his maw wide open to reveal a void in which nothing escaped and his claws which seemed to absorb the light around them making the world all the more darker. Aeraldi bit and slashed his way through ten soldiers before any of them considered him a threat and before long Aeraldi had several soldiers with spears pointed at him. Aeraldi allowed the spears to rebound from his scales and into the soldiers behind him, only to attack the one who was wielding the shaft. His black eye gleamed with pleasure whilst his white was full of sorrow, blood dripped from his teeth and Aeraldi roared in delight with the kill, in knowing that he was the strongest.

OOC: Draco, it is your turn i think, because you let Aeraldi go before you. Also could we try and wrap this battle up, it is taking a loooonnnnnggggg time?

OOC: I think the order got a little messed up. DS4 skipped Gavina and Daidrea, so they still have to go. We'll just insert them here, I suppose, and then I'll go.

OOC: Ummm, I think I'll pass for now, plus DS4 is off her computer for a bit. So I dont know how long exactly she will be gone.

OOC: Okey dokey, so that makes it Gavina's turn.

OOC: Hey, this weekend I probably won't get a chance to get on, but Monday I will for sure. You'll just have to skip me, or wait, what ever works best, I will not be offended but sorry guys anyway. oh yeah, and I'm joined up with 17+ RPs so if these wound the same, they are

OOC: Alrighty. My fingers are really stiff right now from cold. (lol Astral knows why. )

IC: Phalynx simply hovered in front of Ciar and stayed silent as Zeke spoke. She did not want to fight the green. She stayed as still as she had been when she felt the fireball hurdle towards her, not even flinching as the remains of the flame swept around her scales. She could have blocked it if Zeke hadn't anyway.

When the purple dragon motioned for them to depart, Phalynx gave another sympathetic look to Ciar, hoping he would abandon his evil commander. She turned back to the now ending fight. Soldiers and magicians were scattering into the trees, escaping the bloodbath brought upon by the horde of dragons. Phal made sure they were clear of enemies.

Our enemies are retreating, so I suggest we all find a place to rest. There must be a reason this army is here, and I intend to find it and stop them. Whoever wants to help me stop Galbatorix's army may join me, she said. She would never pass up a chance to aide Alagaesia, and finding out the reason for this army being this far north could turn out to be very important indeed.

OOC: So who's turn is it?

OOC: *sniff* I feel left out....*sniff*

OOC: lol I think the order has been getting a little confuzzled. It is Kit, Astral, Gavina, Daidrea, DS4, Aeraldi, Draco. I think we may have unwittingly skipped a few people a few turns back, but we'll start from where we are.

So, Daidrea, your turn, unless Gavina gets there first.

OOC: Heh, that's ok. Everyone makes mistakes.

Bahamut was resting by laying on the ground. He withdrew himself from the others. The attack he used drained him... he needed to to recooperate. He didnt like to partake in conversations. He snorted some black smoke out of his nostrils.-Short/Pass

Aeraldi was dissapointed that he had come at the trailing end of the battle, but he was happy that he still managed to take part in it. His limbs still burned with fire and his teeth still felt that there was more to tear apart.
Want me to control while you relax?
Aeraldi sighed and said, Yes, I suppose I should. With that he walked away from the rest and began the painful transformation. He prepared himself as best he could but when it came he was grasping whatever he could in order to make sure he wasn't tearing himself apart. He didn't make a sound as he changed, but he wasn't quiet as the trees around him suffered his pain. His tail bashed the ground and his claws tore anything that got in their way, his spikes shortened whilst his claws also shortened. Aeraldi's scales changed, they began to flow with white and the pain lessened. He breathed easier and finally the pain stopped, he was still breathing heavily though. Once again he wondered if the pain would ever stop.

Aeraldi walked to the others talking and lay down near the base of a tree. He didn't have a place that was safe, as he didn't exactly have a home. The once place he did call home once had long been lost to him and he dared not return. I'll join you Phalynx.

OOC: Oh, I suppose it is. My bad.

IC: Phalynx nodded, watching the last of the troops scurry off with her sight. Yes, that place was sheltered, it will hide us for the time being, she said, and flapped up into sky above the others. She kept to her vantage point in order to see anything that might approach around her friends.

She spotted the place where she and Syll had rested before the fight. She landed on the edge of the cliff, and with one more survey of the landscape turned to the others. Alright, so once we're rested, and possibly fed, we should get moving and keep an eye on those troops. It's uncertain what they are doing this far north, but whatever it is can't be good, she said, stretching herself out on the rocky ledge on the edge of the cliff.

OOC: Daidrea, it is your turn in this RP. This is the first RPG I joined and I'd like to finish it. It has sentimental value to me.