OOC: Anyone can join as long they post regularily (including me) or else its useless as the topics die when people dont post much.

IC: Sid walked down the bloody path, Emerald high above him. The many men he had slain were lying limp at his feet, making a sort-of-semi-circle. He looked up that the slaves. There were seven of them. Four were men, the remaining were women. Glancing at the tallest man, Sid asked "Where are you from?". "Belatona..si-..sir. We were taken in as slaves bu-by the guards because we coud-couldn't earn a living. We were being taken to Dras-Leona."
"Thank you ...sir. We are eternally grateful. Thank you for saving us from those monsters in Dras-Leona." said the last woman.
Sid waved a hand, scowling. Those bastards are again tsking in slaves... I thought I told them not to!
He took out seven gold coins, handing each person one. "Take these and go home. Earn a living. And be careful. Try to rebel against these foul-mouthed traitors. Put your life in the way, but do not get captured. And protect your loved ones. Goodbye!" without waitng for a reply, he put his index and middle finger on his forhead and muttered something inaudible.
Black smoke engulfed Sid. When it diffused, he was gone. The slaves looked at the black smoke with awe.

There were more..
I noticed Sid.
We cant keep up like this. Our so-called duty is to protect and serve. I shant protect and serve as long as the word Galbatorix remains in my head... We need to desroy him. It cant go on like this forever. But we need help. What say you Emerald?
Shall we revert to the Council...?
He could feel Sid's resentment.
No. We have to maintain secrecy. We need to find lone rebels, not those who are a part of the Council! Lets search, and put and end to this. Besides, I wanna see if Galby is as strong as he claims. Im itching to fight someone who might actually give some sort of challenge. These soldiers are pathetic... I want to embed Pyrous in a Ri- he was cut of as Emerald suddenly stiffened.
He heard it too.
From somewhere north of they're current position, they heard a loud roar.
Dragons...
Shall we find out man?
Let us be off.

OOC: A place near Belatona I guess. I'll take command of the slaves for now as its only us two in the RPG.

IC: The slaves turned as one, to face the newcomer. The youngest woman bit back a scream.
They saw an outlandish...creature. It wasn't human definately. It was nothing they had ever seen before. It looked female.
"Who are you? I mean... whatare you?" asked one of the Slaves, shifting her weight from foot to foot, her anxiety clearly showing.
The eldest man, held another slave's hand. They were scared.

Sid held Emerald's large spike tightly.
He heard the roar again.
Shortly afterwards, Emerald saw a black dragon-ish shape somewhere near the horizon. Bringing his wings closer to his body, Emerald dashed towards the other dragon. When they were about 50 yards off the dragon, Emerald wheeled about, causing Sid to jerk out of his seat a bit.
Careful pal..
The black dragon didn't seem to notice the sudden appearance of another dragon, instead he continued roaring at what seemed to be an imaginary foe.
Careful... I don't like this. It doesn't feel good.
Sid got down from Emerald and landed softly on the wet path of mud. He walked slowy and deliberately towards the enormous dragon, with his right hand on Pyrous.
He felt a cold breeze.
A chill ran down his back. Whirling about as instinct drove him, he swirled Pyrous. Purple blood covered his face. There lay a limp body of a lesser demon. It was tall, irregular in shape, and stood on a sword. Literally. It didn't have any legs, face, arms or anything of such. It was grotesque. Its left leg was made up of a sharp blade and the right was made up of a broken stick.
Sid walked towards slowly, his arms holding Pyrous tightly. As he neared it, another demon, a bit smaller came of out nowhere and with it's leg, slashed as Sid's cheek. A thin cut. Hot blood poured out of it. Twisting his neck, Sid spoke.
"You know what I hate about you guys? You keep coming back. Which pisses me off. Get lost. Or your going to hell!" The word hell made the demon flinch as if it had been stung. It jumped twenty feet into the air, did some great acrobatics, and was coming down for the final strike at Sid. Despite his disgust for the demon, a spark of awe flashed in Sid's mind at the flexibility and maneuvarbility of the demon. A razor sharp smile etched his lips. Just as it came, anger overwhelemed Sid's emotion. He hated the ugly things. Especially because...
Just as Sid was about to lift Pyrous to parry the blow, an apple green inferno blazed infront of his eye. The heat was so intense, he could feel the fabric of his shirt melting...
Thanks Emerald.
Your welcome.
Lets scout there nearby areas to see if there are anymore and look for a Hell Gate. C'mon.
Jumping 25 feet into the air, Sid landed on his saddle on Emerald's back. Emerald cocked his head towards the dragon. It was nowhere to be seen.
Illusion...
He felt Emerald's silent agreement.
The both took off.

Sid turned around as he saw to familiar figures behind hin. A soft smile sppeared on Sid's face. "Greeting Danagon, Andep. How have you been faring all these days?" greeted Sid. Emerald spoke :We meet once again, Andep and Danagon. It was his way of greeting. Sid held out his right hand, waiting for Danagon to extend his.
Only then did he turn around to greet the others. There infront of him was female Rider and her dragon. "Greetings, Rider-Dragon. I am Sid and this is Emerald." he said pointing at Emerald. Emerald stood motionless. He cocked his head forward and sniffed the air. Then he returned to his previous postion.
Then there was another man.
"Are you responsible for this?" he asked.
Sid turned around.
"Hi to you too. I wont introduce myself again and again. You heard us already. Yes we're responsible for the deaths of these demons. I saw one attacking you. Must've missed him."

Suddenly Sid felt a slight, very small noise of a...slash...
He noticed tha the others sensed it too.
Jumping onto Emerald, he took off, shouting "Come with me if you want to, we can have a proper introduction later!"
and with that he flew further away.

OOC: It's called a Gavel.

OOC: Silv, your turn.