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UndeadDragon
08/28/2002 1:56 PM

A gusting wind blew a leaf through a forest, which floated around the trees, as if it were controlling itself. The leaf landed in a river whose waters were flowing rapidly. The leaf came to a waterfall and floated down, landing in the crytal blue pool. The leaf floated to a shallow end and brushed a man's robe. This man picked up the leaf and studied it, then stuck it in his pocket. This man was actually no man at all, but an elf.
The elf was about 5'4", with white hair that hung to his shoulders. He was dressed in a flowing black robe, with red rune symbols on the sleeves. His beady black eyes searched around the water's bottom, until he found what he was looking for. He shot his hand in the water and pulled out a dark brown staff, that was, believe it or not, amazingly dry! He grumbled to himself about water and hurriedly ran to the firm land.
He walked through the forest for several hours, until he reached a path. There he saw a bunch of small people pulling an odd looking wagon. The elf thought to himself,"Hey, look, Kender!"
One kender spotted the elf and shouted, slightly foaming at the mouth, "Over there!" The other kenders looked where he was pointing and yelled. They all got out there hoopak staves and ran towards the elf in a threatening manner!
The elf nearly choked, then quickly remembering his spell, muttered,"Hetehneh nefuh teum." He suddenly vanished.
The kender gasped in surprise then started yelling amongst themselves, "Go find him!""He must not escape!""Where did he go?!" They ran in all directions looking for the elf.
The elf ran and ran, while his invisibility spell would last and wound up way far from the forest, and found a small town. He entered the building that looked to be an Inn and quickly asked the first person he found, "What is happening with the kender? Why did a group of them just try to attack me?!!"
The person replied in a hushed voice, "Havent you heard? The kender are on a rampage! Something has happened to them that made them go nuts! I have no idea what is happening, but all I know is somebody or something has done something to them...something horrible...."
The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

PrincessCasandra09
08/28/2002 2:37 PM

Maira ran through the woods, running away from the beast that was behind her. She ran untill she bumbed into something. She spun around, looking for the thing that hit her. She turn and saw the Beast whriling a sling shot high above its head. Maira ran and ran, but the beast flew over her and unleased the rock. The rock hit Maira in the head. She fell and skidded untill she stopped at _____________ feet. " Help me, help." she said barley in a whipser.I am the one the call the Princess. To you, I am your worst nightmare

[Edited by PrincessCasandra09 on Wednesday, August 28, 2002 3:01 PM]

Lady_Kylie_Starglow
08/28/2002 3:45 PM

OOC: This looks interesting. I think I'll join in!

BIC:

Kylana Starglow breathed deeply of the autumn air, filling her lungs with the sweet scent of the forest, the grass, and the falling leaves. There was a stream nearby - she could smell the sweet spring water about a quarter mile away. The path she walked on was a wide and easy one. The weather was still warm, still carrying a hint of summer in the light wind. The slight breeze blew her golden hair, so light it was almost white, out behind her, whipping it around her shoulders and her slender waist. Deeply tanned skin showed above form-fitting deerskin leggings and a matching deerskin bodice lined with white wolf fur that exposed her toned stomach. Eyes a strange color of bright aqua watched as a squirrel scampered up a tree. Her half-elven ears, gently canted, took in all the sounds of the forest.

"It really is peaceful out here," Kylana said to her companion, a slender kender female with a shiny mahogany topknot and a polished oak hoopak. The kender nodded her agreement.

Suddenly a young girl ran by, screaming at the top of her lungs. A kender followed, foaming at the mouth, swinging his hoopak.

"I wonder what this is all about," said Amburrtail, the female kender. "Should we chase after them?"

"I think it might be wise," Kylana said, watching the young girl and the kender disappear down the road. They gave chase as the girl threw herself at the feet of an elven mage and screamed for his help.Peace and terror all in one, My future life has just begun.....

UndeadDragon
08/28/2002 4:29 PM

The elf walked out of the Inn, confused, and started down a path. Then he heard a shrill scream, and a girl came running out of the forest and threw herself at his feet screaming for help. He glanced up and saw a kender whirling his hoopak staff, yelling some sort of battle cry. He fumbled in his mind for the right spell...then he found it.

He muttered a strange phrase in an unknown language and the kender stopped in his path, a confused look on his face.

The mage walked up to the kender and tried to talk to him. The kender, still foaming at the mouth, was confused as why he couldn't move, and could still move his head. So, the kender snapped at the mage with his teeth! The mage could not get one word out of the kender, and was afraid he could not let it go, or it would attempt to kill him. So, he took his staff and swung it hard right into the back of the kender's head. The kender's head slumped as his body stood still. The elf then dispelled the kender, and glanced at the poor thing in pity as it fell lifelessly to the ground.

The elf then walked over to the girl who had screamed for his help.The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Airiana
08/28/2002 7:50 PM

Another elf trailed behind the mage. She was beautiful, by any discription. She had long, jet-black hair, silver eyes, full, puty, blood-red lips, and a beautiful tan. She wore a long silver-red coloured robe, and seemed to be a mage as well.

She walked up to the elf (OOC: Undead, do you have a name for this guy yet?!), and placed her darkly-tanned hand delicately on his shoulder. "What in the name of the Abyss is going on here?" She whispered, searching her surroundings.

OOC: hehe... :P I hope it's alright if I join you...


~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Sir_Garion
08/29/2002 2:12 AM

Ralgroth walked along in disgust HE had been attacked by a group of kender, 5 humans would think twice about attacking the 7" minatour let alone 5 kender, he took no honour from dispatching them, what in the name of the gods had gotten in to them.

He looked up when a human girl skidded to a stop at his feet with a kender bearing down on her, he sighed drew one of his axes and hurled it at the little beast hitting flush on the chest and scything though his body, he then went and picked up his axe wiped it off on the kender.

he walked over rolled the human over with his foot saw the nasty bump on her head, Ralgroth picked her up and chucked her over his shoulder, and headed for the nearest inn, he walked in and rumbled" is there a healer in here? and someone tell me what is going on with the mad kender out there?"

[Edited by Sir_Garion on Thursday, August 29, 2002 2:14 AM]

Werweu
08/29/2002 7:15 AM

Shtewbo the halfling saw the burly minotaur and walked up to him. He then saw the minotaur throwing people, so he decided he would go and get some drink at the local tavern to get the latest news. There he met up with Jumpded, the Kender. They talked some, then Jumpded became crazy and started foaming at the mouth and started to shout unknown words. He brought his hoopak staff up and about his head and staarted twirling it at a rapid speed, pretty soon almost the whole tavern couldn't hear a thing and everyone ran out to the streets away from the crazed kender. A few people called to local militia to take care of the pest. Pretty soon a few surdy dwarfs came over and hauled the kender to the prison after what seemed to be a 10 minute fight. Shtewbo thought to himself damn these kender are starting to get strong or something pretty soon there might be less people in the streets, unless something happens. And so Shtewbo left to find the minotaur to help protect his items from getting into kender hands.

(OOC: what is the name of your character Undead?)

PrincessCasandra09
08/29/2002 12:29 PM

Maira looked up at the elf. " I am Maira Kould, niece of Lord Kould. That, that thing you slane for me, I am in your debt sir." she said, getting up and perfroming a low curtsy. " Please, kind sir."

(( here is the infor on my chara:

Name: Maira Kould
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Eyes: Green
Hair: Brown
I am the one the call the Princess. To you, I am your worst nightmare

UndeadDragon
08/29/2002 12:52 PM

OOC:Yay, I was hoping you would join Airiana! Am i doing good so far? =) I was waiting for some one to ask me my name IC, but if you must know, my character's name is Geirendochial Usiah lin-Ouh (or Geiren for short =))

BIC: Geiren looked at the elf in red behind him and simply shrugged. He then went to Maira and said in a sneering voice, "Normally I wouldn't have helped you, but the kender would have attacked me after it killed you, so I thought I might as well do something. You may follow me if you wish, but me and my friend here must go and find out what is going on!" With that, he walked off in search of some answer.The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

MidnightDragon
08/29/2002 6:07 PM

OOC:may i join everybody?im new but i love to roleplay!!plz???


[Edited by MidnightDragon on Thursday, August 29, 2002 6:08 PM]

Airiana
08/29/2002 7:46 PM

OOC: lol. Yes, Undead. You're doing fine. Geiren, huh? Isn't that the name we came up with? lol. BTW, that's Silver/Red robes.. to represent that she's a Silver/Red Dragon...

BIC: Airiana looked at the poor girl at Geiren's feet. Feeling sorry for her, she gives her a magical staff, one that could inflict pain on anyone who wanted to hurt her, all she had to do was touch them with it.

"Here," she murmered to the girl, and explained what the staff could do. "Be careful with it." She cautioned her, as she walked off in the direction of Geiren.

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Sir_Garion
08/30/2002 3:38 AM

OOC: Princess i suggest reading the thread the elf did not save you it was a large well muscled minatour you does not look anything like an elf.

Ralgroth looked at the girl"she must have been hit in the head hard, cause i look nothing like an elf" he looked around very peeved at this whole kender problem, but if she is the niece of a lord there might be reward for rescuing her from the mad little beasts."There is only Ten of them and 2 of us, It hardly seems fair, shall i kill myself"

Sir Mandorallan, Duke of Vo Mandor

PrincessCasandra09
08/30/2002 6:32 AM

Maira looked at Airiana. " Thank-you madame." she said, taking the staff and followed her. She gave a quick glance at the minotaur and smiled. " Thank-you Sire." I am the one the call the Princess. To you, I am your worst nightmare

UndeadDragon
08/30/2002 9:18 AM


OOC: Princess i suggest reading the thread the elf did not save you it was a large well muscled minatour you does not look anything like an elf.


OOC:Garion, I suggest you read the thread and you will notice that I had helped her before you even joined it.

Midnight Dragon: course ya can join =)

BIC: Gairen stopped and waited for Airiana to catch up with him. Once she was near him, he asked, "Do you have any idea how we would find out about this disturbance? We could research about the kender and see what bothers them the most, but that just seems too simple. There has to be something more, that no one would have known about to write in a book."

Out of some nearby brush a kender ran into Geiren. The elf got his staff and was ready to hit the thing, when he noticed it wasnt frothing. The kender was looking up at the elf puzzled as to why he looked like he was going to hit him.

The kender spoke, "Hi! My name is Jempon Jinglefeet! Whats yours? Did you notice that a lot of kender were going mad? I dont know why, but good i haven't caught what they caught! I heard something about why they were going crazy, something about a group of mad magi in---"

Just as Jempon was about to finish another kender, who was foaming at the mouth, bit him in the arm, and Jempon fell on the ground.

Gairen swung his staff right smack into the frothing kender's head, knocking it out. The elf then walked towards Jempon to see if it was okay.

Jempon jumped up and started foaming at the mouth like the rest! He ran towards Geiren with his mouth gaping open, wanting to bite! The kender jumped on Geiren, while the elf was trying to keep its mouth away from him.

Geiren then kneed the kender in the ribs and it slumped lifelessly and the elf threw Jempon off of him.

Geiren stood up and said, "That figures! Just as we were about to find something out about all this, the thing turns mad!"
The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

PrincessCasandra09
08/30/2002 9:30 AM

Maira bent down by the kender. She examied it and picked up it's arm. " Gairen, this creature had a diesase that it like rabies. But, it is quite diffrent. I just cant tell. Please, fetch me a bottle and a maple leaf. And oh yes, I am a socress. I can handle it." she said, waiting for him to fetch the things.I am the one the call the Princess. To you, I am your worst nightmare

Werweu
08/30/2002 9:47 AM

As Shtewbo came across Ralgroth he noticed he was a little more built then the average minotaur and carefully walked up to him and said "hello, and who might you be?" "I'm Shtewbo Lighttouch, as you can see the kender are all going crazy or something. Are you looking for any company, i can cook some, but i mainly take what i need? What is a huge minotaur like you doing here?"

UndeadDragon
08/30/2002 12:27 PM

Geiren glared at Maira for a few seconds, then he finally spoke, "Who are you to tell me what to do? Im willing to bet I am a much more powerful magi than you are, and why are you just blurting out your spell components?!! You must be a rookie at be able to conjure magic cause no magi would EVER say what their components were!"

The elf realized his anger was overwhelming him and relaxed and took a deep inhale and exhale then, with reluctance, went to find some maple leaves and a bottle, grumbling to himself about so many magi nowadays...The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Airiana
08/30/2002 3:54 PM

Airiana shook her head at Maira. "He is right, you know. ..And, both of us are magi. We can handle this just as well-if not better-than you could even dream of. It also helps," Airiana said with a smirk, "that I am an ancient Dragon.. of Silver and Red decent. I know I can handle this better."

Airiana whispered a few words of an ancient magic and the components appeared in Maira's hand. "There," she said. "Now, what exactly are you going to do with that?"

Shaking her head, Airiana knelt down and touched the Kender with the flat of her palm over his heart. She looked towards the heavens and mumbled a few more words. A silvery light started to flow from her heart, down her arm, and into the Kender. Suddenly, the Kender moved a little, and opened his eyes. Airiana stood up, moved Maira away from the Kender, and did a spell of entrapment. This way, the Kender was awake, but unable to hurt anyone.

Airiana walked around the Kender and examined him closely. "Now," she said, her voice almost a whisper. "What is wrong with you, Kender? Don't bother wasting your energy-- you can't move. Not until I release you."

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

UndeadDragon
08/30/2002 4:51 PM

Geiren, while looking for components, saw a half elf girl and a female kender by her side and wondered what that was all about. He began to greet them when he heard a booming.

The elf, noticing much power behind him, ran back over to Airiana. He noticed the kender alive and smiled, knowing Airiana had done it, rather than Maira.

He waited for the kender to answer


************************************************************

Jempon was startled at being alive, after he had experienced the wonders of death. He saw Airiana and wanted to stand up and say Hi, but before he could twitch, Airiana had encased an etrapment spell over him. He sighed and listened to her question.

"Nothing is wrong with me! I am fine! I just witnessed the feeling of death and I live to feel it yet again! This is great! Oh, wait, I dont think you are talking about me. You are talking about the crazed kender right?"

Jempon blinked and thought a little then continued, "Oh, yes! There was a group of odd looking mages in Haven. I had seen them while hiding in nearby bushes. They carried one kender in each of their hands. The kender were frothing very heavily at the mouthes. Then one last kender, not crazed, came walking with one of the more important looking mages. He...smiled...as he saw the foaming kender. The kender ordered the mages to drop the crazed kender and activate a shielding spell. They did and the crazed kenders tried to get at the mages, but the spell prevented them. A wandering mage out of the shield was walking toward the group and the kender bit him! He slumped to the ground and the wild kender ran off into the forest. The mages quickly deactivated their shield and ran towards the bitten mage. The kender, who seemed like a leader, took out some sort of potion and poored it in the bitten mages...nose. The mage stood up and seemed not to be affected by the bites! It was odd!"

Jempon, used to talking a lot, smiled and waited to be released. He hoped the elf was satisfied with his answer.



The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

[Edited by UndeadDragon on Friday, August 30, 2002 5:10 PM]

Airiana
08/30/2002 5:29 PM

Airiana nodded her head and continued to walk around the Kender as he spoke. "I apologize for entraping you... I thought that since you had been biten by the crazed Kender, that you might become the same. You don't mind if I leave you this way for a little longer so I make sure that doesn't happen, do you? Well.. of course I will allow you to move," she said, almost as an afterthought. "I'll just make a barrier around you and reverse the entrapment spell.. otherwise, I'll reverse both spells, and you'll experience death again and never come back."



~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

UndeadDragon
08/30/2002 6:12 PM

The kender sighed and said, "Let me die, I dont want to walk around in an invisible bubble. Besides, I want to have that wonderous feeling again!"

Geiren smiled, glad the kender wasnt going to annoy them. He then went back looking for the half elf and kender he had seen earlier, but they were gone! He walked back and saw a minotaur and a strange looking creature, of which he had never seen on Krynn before. He thought of going over to them, but decided not to.

The elf walked back to Airiana and said, "Well it seems we will be off to Haven then, but we must assemble more adventurers and find out where we are. I have a feeling this journey will be difficult."

Geiren wandered in search of some one who might be helpful.The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Airiana
08/30/2002 6:28 PM

Airiana sighed and shook her head. "If that is how you wish it. You do realize that this... erm... invisible bubble would only last for a little while, right?"

Airiana nodded her head to Geiren and waited for the Kender's response. She hated to kill him because of his own stupidity....

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

UndeadDragon
08/30/2002 6:34 PM

Jempon smiles and replies, "Oh really? So I can come with you? Yay! Do I need to bring anything? I have no money. This sounds so fun! Yay! I am so coming with you!"

Geiren moans in agony at these words, knowing that he would have to deal with the annoying little kender.

"This is really gonna be a difficult journey"

The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Airiana
08/30/2002 6:47 PM

Airiana smiles at Jempon. "Of course you can come along. You can help us! But first..." Airiana closes her eyes and reaches her hands out towards Jempon. She speaks a few words in an ancient magic and a barrier pushes her away from the Kender. He now has a circle of ten feet all the way around him in which he can move. Mumbling a few more words in the ancient magic, he is freed from his entrapment and allowed to move within the circle.

"There," she said, inhaling deeply from the amount of spells in such a short time. "That should be much better for you."

"Now," Airiana said, turning to Geiren. "Kender are no worse than the rest of you mortals! So, deal with it.. I deal with you, after all!"

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

UndeadDragon
08/31/2002 10:16 AM

Jempon, glad he could move, began to run in circles inside the circle. He giggles while running.

Geiren glares at Airiana, then walks away towards the minotaur.

"Hail, minotaur. We are need of some strong individuals who could help us stop this kender rampage. Would you be willing to help us?"

Geiren, knowing minotaurs favored gold, quickly added, "There is a possibility of treasures...."


The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

eswiftfire
08/31/2002 10:58 AM

"Master! Master! How can I let a thread survive?" The Student asked.

The Master looked up from his meditation. "Ah, my Student. You must first assemble a group of adventurers, then go for a QUEST, to know what is WRONG with everything, and also to find out the TRUTH and KILL the ONE causing the TROUBLES. At the same time, ALL involved in the thread MUST contribute, they must DO their own things to FURTHER the storyline. And yes, ONE must plot the storyline FIRST! Besides that, the CHARACTERS must work HARD to develop their own characters..."

Then, the Master continued meditating while the Student ponder his words.Eliar spat in rage and clapped his hands twice, ten male dwarves in pink dresses pop out from the floorboards and dance a graceful ballet.

"In your dreams man,
Swim very well I can,
Zap you with my lightning,
Until you start crying."

-Eliar Swiftfire in the 'The Future Fellowship'

PrincessCasandra09
08/31/2002 11:30 AM

Maira looked at Airiana amazed. " I know magic, but not that much yet." she said, sighing and snapping her fingers, her light blue dress changing to a long royal bluye robe with silver stars strewn acrocc it. She eyed. the kender. " Dunb beings." she muttered and went after the minotuar.I am the one the call the Princess. To you, I am your worst nightmare

Sir_Garion
09/03/2002 5:22 AM


Geiren, knowing minotaurs favored gold, quickly added, "There is a possibility of treasures...."


At that point RalGroth Became interested"what would you require me to do"Rumbled the huge minatour.
"There is only Ten of them and 2 of us, It hardly seems fair, shall i kill myself"

Sir Mandorallan, Duke of Vo Mandor

Sir_Garion
09/03/2002 5:22 AM


Geiren, knowing minotaurs favored gold, quickly added, "There is a possibility of treasures...."


At that point RalGroth Became interested"what would you require me to do"Rumbled the huge minatour. Something about crazy kenders set his teeth on edge.
"There is only Ten of them and 2 of us, It hardly seems fair, shall i kill myself"

Sir Mandorallan, Duke of Vo Mandor

UndeadDragon
09/03/2002 9:50 AM

Geiren answered, "All you have to do is come with us so we can solve this damned Kender problem. We need a warrior, since you never know what you will come up against. Grab your horse, if you have one."

The elf quickly goes to the nearby woods and gets out 2 horses, one for Airiana and another for himself.

Geiren mounts onto his horse and says, "Well, lets go on to Haven."

Geiren then remembers about the kender, and noticing Airiana "debubbling the thing", grabs Jempon and puts him behind him on the horse.The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Werweu
09/03/2002 9:57 AM


"There is a possibility of treasures...."


After hearing this Shtewbo pondered of the fellow adventurers. "hmmm" he thought, after much deliberating he realized that the possibility of treasure would be too good. Shtewbo walks towards Geiren and touches his tunic to get his attention, after all it is hard to notice a halfling besides a minotaur.

"hello my good friend, i hear you speaking of treasure. Do you think i could come, i can be a good diplomat and work with people, seeming as you guys really haven't gotten outside a lot. well let me know if you're interested in letting me come along, i'm just gonna be over here looking at the knives. so long friends"

Shtewbo heads off to the knife shop behiind him.

Sir_Garion
09/03/2002 10:20 AM


Geiren answered, "All you have to do is come with us so we can solve this damned Kender problem. We need a warrior, since you never know what you will come up against. Grab your horse, if you have one."


"I have no need of a horse,i shall run"Replied Ralgroth"just be sure not to slow me up.""There is only Ten of them and 2 of us, It hardly seems fair, shall i kill myself"

Sir Mandorallan, Duke of Vo Mandor

PrincessCasandra09
09/03/2002 12:41 PM

Maira clapped her hands and a white and brown horse comes walking to her and she mounts. " Where to?" she says.I am the one the call the Princess. To you, I am your worst nightmare

UndeadDragon
09/03/2002 1:21 PM


hello my good friend, i hear you speaking of treasure. Do you think i could come, i can be a good diplomat and work with people, seeming as you guys really haven't gotten outside a lot. well let me know if you're interested in letting me come along, i'm just gonna be over here looking at the knives. so long friends"


Geiren simply nods at Shtewbo and says, "If you really want to go, you can. You must ask for a ride with someone if you dont have your own horse. If no one says yes, its not my problem."

Airiana gets on her horse and moves beside Geiren, her robes unusally fluttering in the wind.

Geiren looks at this group he has assembled and nods approvingly at himself. "Okay, Jempon here has said some kind of disturbance in Haven causing these crazed Kender. We must go and find out what we can!"

The elf turns his head over to where Shtewbo is and yells, "Come on, lets go!"

Geiren turns his horse around and rides down a path, Airiana riding closely behind him.

The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Sir_Garion
09/04/2002 3:11 AM

RalGroth Ran at the rear of the group keeping watch for any suprises that might try to attack the group as the travelled"There is only Ten of them and 2 of us, It hardly seems fair, shall i kill myself"

Sir Mandorallan, Duke of Vo Mandor

Werweu
09/04/2002 4:10 AM

Shtewbo noticing some strange looks from the others launches himself at arianna's horse and grabs hold of the strong tail. He then climbs up the tail to the back of the horse pondering of what this treasure is to be and his anger for kender. It's not to his luck that he has to group up and ride with a blasted kender. "grrrrrr just my luck"

PrincessCasandra09
09/04/2002 12:36 PM

Maira noticed Shtewbo.. She galloped next to him. " Um, sir. I am Maira Jould. Please, Let me assist you." She clapped her hands and a horse appeared behind her. She pionted to the horse. " Their is your ride, if you would like it."
I am the one the call the Princess. To you, I am your worst nightmare

UndeadDragon
09/04/2002 12:38 PM

Geiren and the group traveled for days through the forest and plains, with the elf constantly grumbling to himself about Jempon constantly talking. Jempon wanted to show Geiren his collections of various assorted items, including maps and lockpicks, gems and jewelry, and a large amount of different golden coins. Geiren refused everytime, but the kender still tried.

The group had made camps in several different places, having no problems at all. "It's luck", Geiren thought, "Too much luck."

The group came up to a forest that had trees of odd-looking shapes. They were twisted and contorted, some black, some a dark blood red. The leaves were a dark shade of purple, even in the middle of summer. Geiren and the others entered cautiously.

Nothing seemed wrong, they stayed on path for many hours. Geiren then noticed a clearing up ahead.

"Looks like we have found a place to camp for the night.", Geiren said to the others.

They entered the clearing and unpacked their things. Geiren sent Jempon to get some wood for a fire and sent Ralgroth to hunt for food.

Geiren said, "Okay, this place seems very odd and I think we should be very cautious tonight. We will have pairs of watches, Ralgroth and Shtewbo first, Me and Airiana second, Maira and Jempon last."

The elf sensed danger all too well...The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Werweu
09/05/2002 4:12 AM

Shtewbo was tired from the journey and so he decided to eat some trail rations and get some rest. He must've taken a long nap, for when he awoke Ralgroth was standing in front of him. He thought to himself "this is an interesting minotaur. i wonder what the watch will bring." He then got up and headed to the edge of camp and scoped around, knowing all to well that the elves should have both the first and secon watches due to their keen senses, but he did get to be paired up with the "big guy". He took a swig of short beer and sat waiting for the sun to set. He grabbed his knife and a branch and started to carve.

Airiana
09/05/2002 6:15 AM

Airiana looked around and shook her head. "Shtewbo. I will be on every watch.. no matter how Geiren has organized this. You see, I have little need of sleep, and I do not feel right about all of this... So don't worry about our 'keen senses.'" Airiana shifted to her true form, that of a large Silver/Red hybrid Dragon and streched a bit. "Uh.." She said with disgust. "Being in such a cramped body isn't good for me! I don't know how you mortals do it!"

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Sir_Garion
09/05/2002 6:57 AM

Ralgroth looked down at Shtewbo"if anything happens do not get in my way"he rumbled.

it was too quiet as far a he was concerned, they were traveling into the heart of the trouble but as yet they had not encountered nothing. he drew one axe and loosened the other just to be on the safe side.

The shapeshifting caught him off guard, but he did not let his suprise show, he did not like people to know what he was thinking,

The Minatour heard a sharp scraping sound"if you are going to carve either do it quietly or stop it, do you want announce just where we are camped to the rest of the world!"he growled at his ^watch^partner."There is only Ten of them and 2 of us, It hardly seems fair, shall i kill myself"

Sir Mandorallan, Duke of Vo Mandor

Werweu
09/05/2002 9:48 AM

"oh i'm sorry big guy, i just wanted to make something to give to the elf...er dragon lady. anyway check this puppy out." Shtewbo quickly draws his trusty silver dagger and dwarved shortsword in a blur of light. "pretty fast, eh?" He then walks over to the big scaley dragon thing and pats the side, chuckles and says" looks like we got our ride out of here if we get into serious trouble."

UndeadDragon
09/05/2002 4:49 PM

Geiren scowled at the thought of riding Airiana when he heard Shtewbo. He knew Airiana wouldnt really like it.

Geiren was most likely going to be awake the majority of the night, since he hasnt had the need to cast any of his spells. The elf took out his spellbook and began memorizing spells he thought might be useful against things in this forest.

Later at night, the minotaur still awake and Shtewbo sleeping like a rock, a rustling in the leaves was heard and the dragging of something...steel. All of a sudden, creatures come out of the brush. Undead creatures. They were wearing horned helms and one was dragging a long two handed sword. This one was in full plate mail, and the others in torn hard leather. Their skeletal bodies gave off an eerie glow in the pitch black darkness. They were moving slowly and stopped at a close distance to the group.

Geiren quickly stood and fumbled in his mind for a spell that might help them against these skeletons. His concentration was breaking due to the eerie silence and the noises of the skeletons' bones. He knew not what would happen...The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Airiana
09/05/2002 6:56 PM

Airiana chuckled quietly to herself. The Minotaur had not expected her to be a Dragon, and didn't want anyone to know he was surprised by it either, as the others were not. 'Worry not about them, warrior. To Geiren, my shapeshifting is almost second nature, and Shtewbo doesn't seem to be bothered by anything. But ye who try to hide your feelings, thou should have known that a Dragon could read and speak into thy thought!' Airiana telepathed to him, almost expecting to see him jump from the unfamiliar voice in his head.

Looking over at Shtewbo, Airiana shook her head. "I only take on passengers if it is of the uttermost importance to save a life.. though I know Geiren would not like it even then.." She said, looking at her friend a shaking her head. "But, he is an Elf, and the longtime friend of a Dragon, so this is no surprise." Noticing the small, partly finished carving, she smiled. "My thanks to you, Mortal. It is a noble gesture for your kind. Continue to work on it, if it pleases you."

Later that night, Airiana heard movement in the trees and among the brush, no later than an instant after she noticed this, she knew Geiren was also aware of the sound. Airiana sent a mental alert through all of their brains and stood on guard. 'Shtewbo wake up! Danger!' 'Geiren, watch out!' 'Ralgroth, take heed!'

Just then the creatures came closer, and it was evident that they were skeletons.. undead skeletons. Quickly, Airiana fired a blast of her Dragonbreath at the one who appeared to be the leader, a skeleton in armor and a large sword. The fiery-ice hit the creature hard, first blasting it with intense heat, then intense cold. The latter almost freezing the skeleton in place.

Airiana looked around to see how many more there were and how the situation would be handled by the others.

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Sir_Garion
09/06/2002 6:00 AM

Ralgroth Thought Back"Stay out of my mind dragon, only those i trust shall know what i feel"

Later that evening shtewbo was snoring like a dwarven mining camp,

'Shtewbo wake up! Danger!' 'Geiren, watch out!' 'Ralgroth, take heed!'

When the dragons thought crashed though his head, he was up in a flash saw the undead warriors, he muttered the ancient prayer to himself then raised his axes and charged, the runes on his battles glowing in the night.

He smashed two of the smaller skeletons apart in his first charge, he came upon the frozen one, he had a thought and hit the iced up skeleton wich shattered upon impact"Dragon"Thought the minatour"keep freezing them i shall slow them the other can shatter them with small effort".

Luckly the enemy was only attacking from 2 sides, so they were easily contained, Ralgroth hoped that the other had seen what he and the dragon had accomplished and were doing what they were supposed to.

"There is only Ten of them and 2 of us, It hardly seems fair, shall i kill myself"

Sir Mandorallan, Duke of Vo Mandor

UndeadDragon
09/06/2002 6:16 AM

Geiren quickly regathered his concentration, glad everyone was awake. He muttered words in the strange language of magic and a glowing gasey shpere aappeared in his hands and he kept mutterring the spell. The sphere grew larger, and the sight of a skull in it could be seen. Geiren shot the sphere at a skeleton and he laughed as it melted away.

Geiren began to feel weak after the spell and he slumped to the ground. He knew it was one of his more powerful spells. He felt weary, but stood up and thought of one of his less energy draining spells and began chanting. Large black darts shot from his hands and pierced through two of the skeletons, making to them crumble to the ground. Geiren fell to the ground and could not do anymore. He watched in horror as five more skeletons were walking towards himThe Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Werweu
09/06/2002 6:21 AM


'Shtewbo wake up! Danger!' 'Geiren, watch out!' 'Ralgroth, take heed!'

After hearing the minotaur below did he wake up. after quicklyglaning around did he realize there was a battle happenig, he felt sad that he couldn't experience the first blow. He saw an skeleton arise from beind Ralgroth and quickly threw his trust dagger at the abomination. The point struck the skele's skull and passed through, leaving only remains of a body in its path. Shtewbo shouted at Ralgroth "hey there big guy, could you get the dagger that's protruding from your leather?" after seeing the minotaur look behind him did he see the skelton that was newly decapitated. Shtewbo quickly brought his short sword out and passed it from hand to hand to distract any arising skeles. Why did he have to fall asleep just before his watch, he ponder silently, but oh well he's awake and saved the "big guy".

He turns to the dragon and says" I'm sorry, but it is just that i am so small and everything soo big. pls forgive me."

Airiana
09/07/2002 8:21 AM

Airiana nodded her head at Ralgroth, seeing his idea. She began going around in circles, aiming her Dragonbreath at each new skeleton as it rose. When she had fired upon each skeleton in her range of sight, Airiana turned to Geiren and Shtewbo and did a protection spell on them.

"There," she said, when she had finished. "Now you are protected to rest. Nothing can hurt you know. But, Shtewbo, now that they are frozen, you can do much more. Continue using your short sword and dagger to attack the skeletons before my Dragonbreath wares off. In the mean time, do not worry. They will not be able to hit you even when it does.

"Geiren," she said, turning to her Elf companion. "Rest thyself until thee have enough strength to move about and do more."

Looking around, Airiana noticed a new skeleton walking through the forst towards them, and aimed a blast of fiery-ice at it.

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

UndeadDragon
09/07/2002 12:33 PM

As the rpotection spell went around him, Geiren whispered, "Thank you Airiana. I don't know why I feel so weak. I normally don't get tired after two spells."

Geiren sat down and closed his eyes and began meditating. He concentrated on regaining energy.

After a while he stood up. He took out some darts he had in his hidden pockets and began throwing them at the skeletons. Som darts went through them, some hit and the skeletons fell. Geiren soon ran out of darts and so he chanted a spell and a black dart hit a nearby skeleton. The last of them were killed by the others.

After all the undead were destroyed, Geiren ordered the others to get their things together so they could leave the forest immediately. Everyone got on their horses after they packed everything and they rode out as fast as they could.

They rode until they found a small town, so Geiren went to a nearby Inn and got rooms. The Inn itself was small, with not many people inside. The serving women were sitting down at a table, talking amongst eachother, and the Innkeeper was sitting by a fire. Some men were drinking ale and talking in low voices at a table in the corner. One glanced at Geiren and scowled. The elf disregarded it.

Soon, everyone was settled in the rooms, and they slept for the rest of the night.The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Werweu
09/07/2002 3:31 PM

or so he thought... Shtewbo awoke in the middle of the night knowing that his carving wasn't done yet, so he pulled out jis knife and soon completed carving and began to carve. an hour later the carving was done, it was an intricaely carved dragon that stoode with its wings spread out. it had a height of 5", for effect he crept to the nearby carpenters. He tried the door and it was locked. He looked around and saw an open window, so he stalked to the window and climbed through. Just his luck he was standing at the work tabel, well on the table shall we say. He found what he was looking for, a bucket of polishing stuff tucked in the corner. He quietly walked to the bucket and dipped the carving in the residue. Taking note that Airianna was partially elvish, he found some leaves and leather and wrapped the dragon up. He heard a person speak "whos there?" at this Shtewbo quickkly dove out the windo and walked around through an alley back to the inn. He walked up the stairs to the second floor and got to his room, exhausted from the trip from the woods, he fell asleep on his bed.

Airiana
09/09/2002 5:09 AM

OOC: Um.. Werweu? My character isn't part Elven.. that's just the shape she takes on when she's around mortals. I mean, it's easier if she's an Elf than a Dragon.. makes for less fighting...

BIC: Airiana tossed and turned all throughout the nighttime hours, different nightmares running through her head. She awoke with a start. Getting up and going to the window, she noticed the full moon of all three moons, an occurance that doesn't happen very often. She took a deep breath, knowing it could be both a blessing and a curse.

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Werweu
09/09/2002 6:57 AM


My character isn't part Elven.. that's just the shape she takes on when she's around mortals


ooc:i know, but you seemed Elvish at first.

Airiana
09/11/2002 5:05 AM

OOC: Oh, okay. So basically Shtewbo thinks I am. Okay ;)

BIC: Airiana glances at all three moons and shivers. "Gods protect us." She muttered, crawling back into her bed and pulling the covers all the way to her neck.

OOC: BTW, Undead, sweetie.. Are you gonna get us out of this Inn anytime soon?

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

[Edited by Airiana on Wednesday, September 11, 2002 5:13 AM]

Werweu
09/11/2002 9:51 AM

Shtewbo awoke with sweat pouring from his forehead, somehow he had a dream that he was in the clouds and fighting a massive aerial battle. He could feel as if he had wings that were on fire and yelled "aaaaahhhhhhhhh, my....my wings!!!!!!?" Noone could her his scream, for it was muffled by the matress.

For some reason he thought that Airiana had sent him her dream. For what reason was beyond him. "maybe she wants me to learn of her past," he thought, and quickly made sure his carving was still in the room. It was.

He then left his room and headed over to Airiana's to check up on her. He got to her door and all of a sudden he felt grief and sadness. "Something must be up," he thought. He didn't know what to do, so he followed his heart and knocked quitely on the door, so as not to disturb the others.

UndeadDragon
09/11/2002 4:11 PM


OOC: BTW, Undead, sweetie.. Are you gonna get us out of this Inn anytime soon?


OOC:Sorry, I have had a lot of homework recently. I havent had much time to go on.

BIC:In the morning, Gerein awoke with a start. He had had nightmares of a Black dragon, surrounded by Kender, and a larger kender whom was laughing. He shivered at the thought of an evil kender.

He made sure everyone was awake and had their stuff together. The group left the Inn and went around the small town trying to find out where they were. It turned out that they HAD gone through Darken Wood and were, believe it or not, a couple of miles away from Haven! Geiren had no idea why Darken Wood looked the way it did. The elf was slightly confused, but he got the directions to Haven and the group set off.
The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Werweu
09/14/2002 3:24 PM

Just as they were nearing the gates to Haven, Shtewbo took the wrapped dragon figure from his satchel and handed it to Airiana," here have this as a tokn of my good will."He hoped the plish and silver lining had set into place.

UndeadDragon
09/14/2002 5:11 PM

As the group came to the Haven gates, Jempon gasped at the sight. The gates were torn down, bodies littered the streets. Several of them were kender.

They went inside and no one living was to be found. Garbage was all over the ground, shop and Inn signs battered and broken. Doors barely swung off the hinges. The dirt was red with blood. Some saliva was dripping from walls. Many of the the dead people had white froth on their necks or arms or wherever they were bitten. Everyone soon knew this was the work of the crazed kender.

Geiren decided for everyone to split up in twos. He and Airiana went off in search for living people, or any possible causes.

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Jempon could still remember where he had seen the black robes and the "leading kender". He caught up to Geiren and Airiana and told them he could find the building. The kender led them through dark alleyways, often getting to dead ends. But, eventually, they came up to a old, dark temple. Dried blood made a circle in the dirt around the building, and blood covered much of the outside walls. A stench wafted from it and Jempon quickly covered his nose.

Geiren whistled twice for the others to come where they are. Soon, everyone was together, and they walked up to the doors of the temple.The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Airiana
09/17/2002 5:20 AM

OOC: Sry I've been away so much lately.. Junior year of high school isn't kind to time outside of class. :'( But anywho, I'll try to catch up and if I happen to be gone again for any long length of time, Undead can continue to take over Airiana, or anyone else who happens to need my character's input (Example: Shtewbo knocking on Airiana's door... and apparently just standing there forever until Geiren gathered us all together.).

BIC:
Airiana took the small carving from Shtewbo and thanked him. "It is beautiful." She whispered quietly to him, smiling. The Heart-Emerald around her neck glowed a greenish-blue colour, and it could be seen that she was very content.

"My Gods!" She gasped as they arrived at what used to be the gates of Haven. She did not like destruction. It only caused hatred and more innocents dying. The Heart-Emerald around her neck turned a darker colour of blue, one of sadness and kept getting darker until it was almost black. "This is terrible." She said in an awed whisper as they walked around Haven.

Soon, Geiren and Airiana were on there own. Sifting through all the death and destruction for some sign of life. Jempson caught up with them and led them on what seemed to be a wild goose chase.. until they came to the temple. Airiana made a sign with her hands to ward off evil. Its presence was strong about the place.

As the others gathered around, Airiana shifted to her true form and made ready. She could sense a fight ahead.


~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

[Edited by Airiana on Tuesday, September 17, 2002 5:32 AM]

UndeadDragon
09/19/2002 1:45 PM


OOC: Sry I've been away so much lately.. Junior year of high school isn't kind to time outside of class.


OOC: Its cool, I dont get much time in 10th grade. =P

BIC:Geiren put his hand on the door, feeling wet goo, and pushed it open. The awful smell blew heavily through the opening and Geiren almost threw up from it. As he lifted his hand from the door, he saw he had dark red goo all over it. He quickly wiped it off.

As they entered, they could barely see through the darkness. As his eyes adjusted, Geiren could see cobwebs covering the corners and hanging off benches inside. There was a red carpet with yellow lining leading to a pedestal in the far end of the building. Benches were lined up on either side of the carpet. Candles were set upon tables on the outside of the benches. They were not lit.

They slowly moved toward the pedestal in the far end, and began to hear a heavy breathing. When Geiren set his foot at the edge of the pedestal, a gruff looking kender popped out from behind a desk. The kender had tar black eyes, and short pitch black hair which was blacker than night. He grinned at the sight of them.

"Welcome... to my Temple of Takhisis."The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Werweu
09/19/2002 5:25 PM


"Welcome... to my Temple of Takhisis."


When Shtewbo heard this, he quitely said to Airianna,"I dont like this". He was as tall as the kender, but could feel somthing strange about him, or was it the power of the dark?

Sir_Garion
09/20/2002 5:00 AM


They slowly moved toward the pedestal in the far end, and began to hear a heavy breathing. When Geiren set his foot at the edge of the pedestal, a gruff looking kender popped out from behind a desk. The kender had tar black eyes, and short pitch black hair which was blacker than night. He grinned at the sight of them.

"Welcome... to my Temple of Takhisis."


Ralgroth muttered a prayer for protection under his breath as they entered the building, he scanned the area for enemies or even people when the kender popped up.

He Looked around suspisiously"if this is a temple of Takhisis, where are the priests and the worshippers? Answer me! or i shall cut you in half"

The Minatour put his hands on his axes meaningfully"There is only Ten of them and 2 of us, It hardly seems fair, shall i kill myself"

Sir Mandorallan, Duke of Vo Mandor

UndeadDragon
09/20/2002 6:07 AM

The kender laughed, "Foolish Minotaur! You DO NOT know who you are talking to! Mortals call me Blakcheekin. I doubt you have heard of this name..."

A gully dwarf came up behind Blak and put HIS arms around HIM. "Hey me love. Who be dese peepels?"

Blak looked at the dwarf and smiled. "They have tresspassed into my temple. I will disgard them as neccessary and join you in our room, okay?"

The dwarf nodded his head then dissappeared into the shadows.

Geiren was very puzzled at this wierdness. He had never seen two male express...love...to eachother like that.

Blak continued, "Anyways, I am not in my true form." He then transformed to a gigantic black dragon with bright yellow eyes.

"Yes, I am a dragon of the Dark Queen. I have made these kender go mad and kill everyone they see or be killed themselves. A simple concoction, yes. It has been quite fun. Im afraid, I am running out of people to torture, and now it has been a little broing, since the kender ran off somewhere. It was good that you entered my temple, so that i can have 'fun' with you!"

With that, Blak sucked in a great amount of air, ready to kill them with his dragonbreath. Geiren quickly muttered a spell and a shield covered the entire party, protecting them from the boiling magma.

The shield dissappeared and Geiren gathered his energy and began to cast a spell, creating a skull in his hands. It grew larger and larger, then finally he threw it at the dragon. Blak stiffened and the skull struck the dragon in his chest, then bounced off.

Geiren's eyes widened in surprise and almost choked. How could his spell fail?!The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Airiana
09/23/2002 9:04 AM

Airiana growled at the sight of the Black Dragon. Not even a growl really, but a deep rumble in her throat. "Grarbinfunkilstilaknatas." She said, pronouncing the name in a way no other but Dragons could, using her native tongue. "It has been a long time." Airiana said switching to Common as she glared at the other Dragon, known to mortals as Blakcheekin. "What in the name of the Abyss compels you to do this?" She said, shuttering at the Gully Dwarf manservant and his master.

Airiana's Heart-Emerald turned a colour blacker-than-black, and her fury rose as her 'fellow' Dragon attempted to kill her companions. "I shall not allow it." She muttered and made ready to unlease her own Dragonbreath upon Grarbinfunkilstilaknatas.

Seeing Geiren's surprise at his spell failing, she shook her head. 'Geiren, my friend, Grarbinfunkilstilaknatas is an ancient Wyrm. Older even than myself. He is very powerful and posseses the Ancient Magic of the Blacks. He will be hard to beat.' Airiana telepathed her message to Geiren, and made a sign with her claws, giving further protection to Geiren against any attacks.

Making another sign with her claws, the entire group's protection was magnified ten times. The barrier was almost inpeneterable(SP?) except from the inside. Those inside the barrier could attack with almost no fear of retribution... almost.

OOC: :P How was that? Hope that suits for Airiana, Undead. If you want me to alter anything, let me know. Love much! ~~Me!



~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

UndeadDragon
09/23/2002 12:55 PM

OOC: That was great :D

BIC: Geiren nodded at Airiana's message. "Of course, how could I actually think THAT spell would have worked! HA!", he thought.

While Geiren was fumbling in his mind for the right spell, Jempon was sneaking around the dragon. The kender didnt really mind the dragonfear, it didnt even touch him, but he was curious about that gully dwarf!

He followed the directin the dwarf went and found an odd looking room. the walls were colored with the brightest feminine colors. There was a large bed with a rainbow headboard. The dwarf was sitting near a fireplace, humming.

As he saw Jempon, he yelped in surprise. He shrank back, frightened to death. Jempon slowly edged closer to the dwarf. He then stood right near him and said, "Hi! My name is Jempon! Why did you call that dragon out there, "my love"? Did I hear you correctly? You do know HE is a DRAGON, right?"

The dwarf nodded, but didnt say a word.

Jempon said, "Oh come on, I know you can speak!"

"Me love Blak. He do love me too. We love us!" said the dwarf.

Meanwhile, Geiren thought of one spell and shouted, "I know! I will use fireball!"

He then went into his magical trance and chanted. A flaming ball appeared in his hands and he then thrust it at the dragon. Blak twitched at the scar it left him. Geiren sighed.The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Airiana
09/25/2002 5:54 AM

OOC: **raises an eyebrow** Fireball? Who are you now, Fizban? lol.

BIC: Airiana held the barrier and looked around. 'Where is Jemppson?' she shouted in everyone's mind at once. 'Grarbinfunkilstilaknatas may give Jempson this evil disease he gave the other kender!!'

Airiana looked around, her silver eyes filled with worry, and the Heart-Emerald around her neck shone a deep blue. "I must find him." She said, leaving her spells in place but looking for the kender. She found him in a... gayly coloured room (gay colours: happy.. and ... well... gay! lol :P) and saw the frightened manservant.

"Grarbinfunkilstilaknatas loves you, lowly Gully Dwarf?!?!?!" Airiana had to clear her throat.. anything to keep from laughing in the poor mortal's face. "I have never heard of such a thing!! Dragons loving Elves.. sometimes even Humans" and she shuttered at the thought of loving a Human, "but I have never.... a GULLY DWARF?!?!" Shaken as she was, she returned, with Jempson in tote, to the 'battle' where Geiren had just scorched Blakcheekin.

"This is going to be a long day..." She said, sighing. She then decided to go into claw-to-claw combat with the ancient Wyrm, who was older and stronger than even herself.

"Come, Grarbinfunkilstilaknatas, let's see how poweful you really are..."

OOC: Okay.. I did my best.. I hope the others come back... or maybe the twist scared them... well, somebody reply... please?

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Sir_Garion
09/25/2002 8:13 AM

OOC: ok this has gone a little wierd but hey thats what you get when you deal with kender

RalGroth Stood there A huge black Dragon in front of him a gully dwarf who apparently was in a relationship with the dragon, way strange he thought well may as well join the party he thought to himself

The minatour drew his other axe he slid them together and whatched the runes light up he planted his feet and hurled the axe at the dragon it hit the dragon and cut into him like a butter knife, it then dissapeared and reapeared in the minatours hand"how do you like that you peice of dog #$#$" Ralgroth roared at the black dragon

He prepared to throw again "There is only Ten of them and 2 of us, It hardly seems fair, shall i kill myself"

Sir Mandorallan, Duke of Vo Mandor

UndeadDragon
09/25/2002 1:04 PM

Jempon sighed at not being able to learn more about this....realationship. "Oh well", he thought, "I guess its not really worth it..." Then he saw Gerein and the others in a magic shield thingy.

"Oooooo! Kool!" He went inside it and stood in awe as he looked at it.

While Geiren was thinking of a spell, he saw Airiana preparing to fight Blak with her claws. "No....". he thought, "He is too powerful..."

Geiren, afraid for Airiana, found the spell in a snap and began chanting words, moving his fingers in designs in the air. He titled back his head and closed his eyes. All of a sudden, the room turned black. A jumping red flame came out of nowhere and circled Blak, then some more came and circled Blak. The dragon looked around in surprise.

"MORTAL! How can you have known such a spell?!", Blak shouted.

Geiren didnt respond while the flames grew larger and larger and larger until they completely covered the dragon. There was a deadly silence that seemed to last forever, then the flames exploded. Flames showered the room and Geiren, out of his trance, yelled for everyone to get out.The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Airiana
09/27/2002 5:32 AM

OOC:
Sir_Garion, this was part of Undead's plan from the get-go.. I know it is weird, but you have to admit, no one else has a thread with a gay Black Dragon who's in love with a Gully Dwarf. ;) :P :D

BIC:
Airiana smiled as she saw the Minotaur strike Blakcheekin. 'There is something about that Minotaur that isn't mortal.' She thought to herself, making a mental note to find out what made him different.

Then Airiana noticed Geiren weaving a spell... a Dragon spell.. One that she had taught him. A spell only those of Red Dragon decent could make, under normal circumstances. It was an ancient and powerful magic, and was hard to break. Airiana frowned. She knew her friend was trying to protect her, but she also knew that she could have beaten Grarbinfunkilstilaknatas. It would have been hard, but she could have done it all the same.

She watched as the Black Dragon went up in flames, and knowing what was about to come, tried to quickly get her companions out of the temple and shielding them as best she could with her wings.

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

UndeadDragon
09/27/2002 7:42 AM

Everyone had made it outside. Ash and burn marks all over him, Geiren fell to the ground. He had rarely ever used that spell, and every time he does he feels like he would die. He breathed heavily, his eyes wanting to close, but he could not allow it.

Then there was a huge explosion from the temple, and Geiren watched as it fell to pieces.

A black mound was visible, and Geiren knew it was the dragon. He smiled at the thought it was dead.

Jempon was too busy worrying about the gully dwarf to see the dragon. "What happened to the guy? Did he die?", the kender thought.

Then a movement in some rubble could be seen. A head popped up and it yelled "Blak!" The gully dwarf ran to the lifeless mound. He drew something from his pocket and sprinkled it on the dragons nostrils. The dragon twitched. Its body began to move with a steady breathing. Blak lifted his head and grinned. He stood up and spread his wings, then flew into the air...

Geiren's eyes widened at the sight, knowing now there was nothing he could do. "Airiana.....", he thought.The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Airiana
09/27/2002 9:33 AM

Airiana shook herself to get rid of debree from the once-temple. Her silvery-red scales no longer glistened, but held a darker, cloudier colour due to all the dust. Checking herself for damages, she noticed that her left wing was torn where something from the explosion had gone through it. 'Probably a stone.' She thought to herself and grimaced in pain. It had been a very long time since she had felt pain. She folded her left wing to her side and held back the urge to scream. Such an utterance from her large Dragon throat would most certainly cause deafness in her companions, whether temporarily or permanently.

A Dragon on her size and age never thinks about pain very much, as it doesn't happen very often. Truly, how many poor mortals would dare to challenge a 100 foot tall, 150 foot long, Silver/Red Dragon? None, so far.

Airiana turned around just in time to hear and see the Gully Dwarf lift himself from the rubble. She saw him give Grarbinfunkilstilaknatas some sort of powder and the Black Dragon rose, like a Pheonix, he lived again. He flew off into the distance and Airiana's Heart-Emerald was blood-red in colour. The time that she feverently wished she could attack him, and she was unable to fly!

Airiana looked at Geiren, a look of controlled fury, sorrow, and pain on her face.


Geiren's eyes widened at the sight, knowing now there was nothing he could do. "Airiana.....", he thought.


Airiana sighed deeply, and knowing she hadn't the strength or the power to fly after Grarbinfunkilstilaknatas, and replied, 'There is nothing I can do! I cannot fly, my wing is torn. Neither you nor I have the strength to cast a spell... we shall have to keep looking. We will find him.'


~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Airiana
09/27/2002 9:34 AM

Airiana shook herself to get rid of debree from the once-temple. Her silvery-red scales no longer glistened, but held a darker, cloudier colour due to all the dust. Checking herself for damages, she noticed that her left wing was torn where something from the explosion had gone through it. 'Probably a stone.' She thought to herself and grimaced in pain. It had been a very long time since she had felt pain. She folded her left wing to her side and held back the urge to scream. Such an utterance from her large Dragon throat would most certainly cause deafness in her companions, whether temporarily or permanently.

A Dragon of her size and age never thinks about pain very much, as it doesn't happen very often. Truly, how many poor mortals would dare to challenge a 100 foot tall, 150 foot long, Silver/Red Dragon? So far, none.

Airiana turned around just in time to hear and see the Gully Dwarf lift himself from the rubble. She saw him give Grarbinfunkilstilaknatas some sort of powder and the Black Dragon rose. Like a Pheonix, he lived again. He flew off into the distance and Airiana's Heart-Emerald was blood-red in colour. The time that she feverently wished she could attack him, and she was unable to fly!

Airiana looked at Geiren, a look of controlled fury, sorrow, and pain on her face. She heard Geiren say her name in her mind.

Airiana sighed deeply, and knowing she hadn't the strength or the power to fly after Grarbinfunkilstilaknatas, and replied, 'There is nothing I can do! I cannot fly, my wing is torn. Neither you nor I have the strength to cast a spell... we shall have to keep looking. We will find him.'


~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

[Edited by Airiana on Thursday, October 3, 2002 5:10 AM]

Sir_Garion
09/28/2002 12:05 AM

RalGroth looked at Airiana he sensed her pain but said nothing he seperate his axes and sheathed them on his back he knew that she knew something but what he did not know.

He helped the others out of the rubble, he shook himself he hated being dirty he also needed a pint and a decent meal, he looked at the others for direction not wanting to look like he was wanting to take control.

"There is only Ten of them and 2 of us, It hardly seems fair, shall i kill myself"

Sir Mandorallan, Duke of Vo Mandor

Sir_Garion
09/28/2002 12:07 AM

RalGroth looked at Airiana he sensed her pain but said nothing he seperate his axes and sheathed them on his back he knew that she knew something but what he did not know.

He helped the others out of the rubble, he shook himself he hated being dirty he also needed a pint and a decent meal, he looked at the others for direction not wanting to look like he was wanting to take control.

"There is only Ten of them and 2 of us, It hardly seems fair, shall i kill myself"

Sir Mandorallan, Duke of Vo Mandor

Airiana
09/28/2002 1:03 PM

Airiana looked at the Minotaur. He was just as dirty as herself, but seemed to despise(SP?) it even more than she, if that was possible. Forgetting her pain for a moment, she notices the axes and sent a message to the Minotaur with her mind. 'What is it about thou and yore axes that seperates thee from the common mortal?' She asked him, looking at him with an inquisitive stare. 'What makes thee different. I can tell that thou art mortal... but there is something there that suggests otherwise...' She said, letting her last sentence hang in the air. She then turned back to Geiren, awaiting his response.

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Sir_Garion
09/28/2002 6:48 PM


. 'What makes thee different. I can tell that thou art mortal... but there is something there that suggests otherwise...' She said, letting her last sentence hang in the air. She then turned back to Geiren, awaiting his response.


RalGroth Just Smiled(which is not a pretty sight at the best times) "Tis for me to know and you to find out"he thought back to Airiana.

He dusted himself off some more, he then began to hum a very old Minatour war song as he made sure everone was ok."There is only Ten of them and 2 of us, It hardly seems fair, shall i kill myself"

Sir Mandorallan, Duke of Vo Mandor

UndeadDragon
09/29/2002 9:00 AM


Airiana sighed deeply, and knowing she hadn't the strength or the power to fly after Grarbinfunkilstilaknatas, and replied, 'There is nothing I can do! I cannot fly, my wing is torn. Neither you nor I have the strength to cast a spell... we shall have to keep looking. We will find him.'


Geiren shook his head. He began to think all was lost. He had no clue what to do.

Then he saw the minotaur and could tell that Airiana was talking to him telepathically. Geiren then nodded, remembering what Ralgroth's axes had done to Blak.

"RALGROTH!", Geiren shouted ,"Use your axes on the beast! You may be our only chance!"

Then the elf lied down on the ground. He began to slowly close his eyes. Then he heard a noise. Small footsteps from all around.

All of a sudden, kender rushed out of the alleyways, with hoopak staves and armor.

"They must have assembled an army. But how?" Geiren thought.

Then Jempon came up to one of the kenders, who looked to be a leader, and said, "Finally! It takes you long enough!" The kender pulls out a circular device and says, "Our gnomish communication device had some bugs in it. The gnomes had to decipher some things."

Geiren shook his head, "Kender... Why kender?"The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

UndeadDragon
10/01/2002 9:25 AM

Blak, noticing Airianas wound, grinned. The perfect target. The dragon prepared to charge at here when he saw something. "No! It cant be! Kender? Why kender??", he thought and then remembered, "Oh yeah, haha, thats why."

The dragon cast a spell and everything turned pitch black, no one could see the hands in front of their faces. Then a little voice shouted, "Dont worry! I got it! Just wait a second for me to find it. Uhhhh.....hmmmm... Ah yes! Here it is!"

There was a loud sound and Blak could see the faintest light in the hands of a kender. His spell dimmed it, but it still was light. The dragon disregarded it and flew at Airiana.The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Airiana
10/03/2002 5:24 AM

Looking up in the sky, Airiana noticed Blak turning in the sky, a look of pure evil in his bright yellow eyes. He was coming after her and her torn wing! Suddenly, everything went black. A faint light glowed from nearby kender, and unfortunately, the Heart-Emerald glowed brightly as well. It was a purple in colour, showing anger and fear at the same time. It glowed brightly around the great Dragon's neck, quite close to her heart, making her a prime target.

Airiana had not taken off her Heart-Emerald since it was given to her by her Dearest Friend, Furanthas. She did not intend to take it off now, either. Painful as it was, Airiana decided to shapeshift. She changed into something that appeared to be a Weeping Willow tree, and the glowing of her Heart-Emerald could no longer be seen within the gloom that Blak created.

No doubt Blak would be confused by this, as he could see no better than the others within his spell. The sudden disappearance of the glowing Heart-Emerald surely made his attack go arye(SP?), especially since nothing appeared to be in the space the Silver/Red hybrid Dragon had, only seconds earlier, occupied.

Airiana took a sigh of relief in her mind, and told the others not to worry. For now, everything was okay.

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

UndeadDragon
10/03/2002 6:00 AM

Blak noticed the glow from Airiana's emerald dissappear and halted in midflight. "Where did she go?" , he wondered.

Then whisting sounds came from all around. The kender were twirling their hoopak staves. The shrill screaming of the staves pierced the dragons ears. Then hundred of rocks flew at his dragon skin. The numerous amount hurt him, but he was alright. Then, he heard a faint twirling sound, and then a flash of steel. An axe flew at his head! He quickly moved, but the axe tore through his wing and dissappeared. The dragon fell to the ground. His wing was torn like Airianas and he could no longer move.The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Airiana
10/03/2002 9:45 AM

Airiana may have been a Weeping Willow during the Kender attack, but she still had her senses. After a time, she sensed almost a... hushed silence? And she guessed that Blak had probably given up and left. She shapeshifted into her true form, grimacing at the pain caused her by the contortion of branches into wings and the tear that came back into existence as the wings formed.

It was apparent that the spell had either run out or had been lifted, because the gloom was no longer there.

Looking around, she noticed the remenents(SP?) of the Kender's battle. The ground was littered with fresh stones. In the midst of all these stones, lie a great Black Dragon, Blakcheekin. He lay crippled, a torn wing causing him much pain.

Seeing that the Evil Dragon and herself would now be evenily matched, Airiana called out a new challenge to him. "Grarbinfunkilstalaknatas!! I challenge thee! Fight me like the great Dragon thou once were! We are evenly matched, both being in pain. I call thee to a duel!" She yelled and telepathed to him at the same time, making sure that he got the message.

Turning to Geiren, she spoke softly. "Do you deny me the chance to prove myself?" She asked him, before he had the chance to raise a protest.

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

UndeadDragon
10/03/2002 10:01 AM

When Blak had fallen, the darkness ciesed(SP?). He turned his head an looked at the gaping hole in his wing. He sighed heavily at the wound.

Then Airiana called to him and he turned his head toward her. He glared with great contempt. "THY CHALLENGE IS EXCEPTED!", he boomed. He got on his legs and charged at her.

Geiren shook his head at Airianas remark. "No I do not deny you that. There is nothing I can do. But, please, do not fall." He looked into the dragon's eyes with deep compassion.

The elf then wearily sat up, groaning from his wounds. "I pray to the gods that she succeeds.", he thought.The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Airiana
10/07/2002 5:33 AM

OOC:
Okay, I'm guessing that I get to direct this fight, yes? **Cracks her knuckles** I can handle it... *whimpers* I think... I mean, I never have before.... If anyone wants to help me out with the battle sequence, go right ahead... cause I don't have a friggin' clue what I'm doing.

BIC:
Airiana saw the Black Dragon barreling towards her. In his fury, he had forgotten to think. He was charging so hard and so fast that he was upon her in mere seconds. Airiana's speed, due to her smaller size, and her agility helped her. Timing her move, she stepped out of the way just before Blakcheekin plowed through her.

Airiana sighed deeply, knowing how much it would have hurt if the large male Dragon had hit her. She looked at Geiren momentarily and nodded her head. 'I can do this.' She whispered in his mind. 'Do not worry about me, my friend.'

At that moment, Blakcheekin spun around, snorting like a bull, ready for another charge. He let out a mighty roar and reared on his hind legs, ready to go claw-to-claw.

Airiana glared in Blak's direction, aiming a blast of her Dragonbreath directly at his now exposed belly.

The blow hit him hard, and Blak doubled over in pain for a moment. Then, he arose again, his bright yellow eyes showing up blood-shot and angry. He snarled angrily.

Airiana too rose to fight claw-to-claw. The battle was long, both landing few blows and blocking many. Soon though, it was apparent that they both tired, and the blocks became fewer.

Airiana muttered a spell beneath her breath as she clawed Blakcheekin across the chest, his blood springing forth and dripping to the ground. When the spell was finished, Airiana gave a smirk and released it on her opponent. All of the Black Dragon's wounds began glowing with a fiery intensity and Blakcheekin let out a moan of pain.

All of the wounds seemed to draw towards the Dragon's heart, tearing the flesh and scales all the way. When they reached their epicenter, the wounds began glowing a dark colour and the Dragon fell back on his claws. He looked up and Airiana, knowing he was seconds from death, and yet Airiana only looked at him with hatred and disgust. Glaring at her, Blak exclaimed, "Finish me, foolish Wyrm! Thou shouldest not leave me living, for I shall find thee and seek revenge!"

Airiana looked at him for another moment, and sighed in disgust. She lowered her head just inches from Blak's own and whispered in his ear. "I am not like thee, spawn of pure evil. I shall let thee live, so thou might remember this day, and never forget that thou were kilt and saved by thy enemy, Airiana, the Abomination, or as thou knowest me best: Kilandralsilvantaslik!

Airiana rose and glared at the Dragon, she spit in his eyes and turned away in pity to the now pathetic beast. "Go now, wretched knave. I have done with thee!" She said, walking back to her companions.

Her body was battered, but not beaten. She walked with a slight limp, she had various scratches and burn marks all over her body, and her wing was torn a little worse, but overall she was in better shape than her nemesis.

She returned to Geiren, looking into his eyes and smiling. "I did not fail thee, my friend." She whispered, before collapsing from exhaustion.

OOC:
I hope that was okay. If anyone thinks I should change something or wants to change it themselves, feel free. This is the first time I've ever written a battle scene all by myself... so what do you think? Did I do well? ... I hope so... Well, I gotta go now.

Laters,
~ ~ Airi

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

[Edited by Airiana on Monday, October 7, 2002 5:47 AM]

UndeadDragon
10/07/2002 1:08 PM

OOC: I think ya did great, Airiana! =) Even if this is coming from someone who is less experienced than yourself, I would have done worse to tell you the truth. And did ya notice that no one else is doing this thread anymore? I think its about time I finish this.

BIC:Geiren watched the battle, his heart in his throat. Sweat drenched his face and hair. He knew she would not fail, but he wasnt sure if she would die or not trying.

Then Blak fell, still alive. Geiren would have killed him, but Airiana usually knew best.

The silver/red dragon collapsed in front of him, and Geiren sprung to his feet, fighting all the exhaustion he had in himself. He ran over and stood over her, not knowing what to do. He had no strength left to cast a spell.

Then an axe flew, whistling by Geirens ears. He turned and saw the axe strike Blak in his heart. The dragon screamed, the axe faded and dissapeared and Blak's head fell to the ground lifelessly.

Geiren turned his head to see the one who threw the weapon. Ralgroth stood several feet away with his axe in his hand. The minotaur placed his axe in it's holder on his back and turned and walked away. The kender followed, including Jempon and soon everone else left.

The only ones who were left were Airiana and Geiren, who was kneeling by the dragon's head. Then the elf slowly lied on the ground and slept.

The EndThe Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

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