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Arandur
11/15/2003 4:50 AM

I have shifted the Dragons of a Darkened Sky thread to the RPGC as I said I would in an earlier post. The basic background and I guess what has happened so far is that a ship, the Ebon Star, bound for Sanction and where the characters met, was waylaid by both pirates and a Sea Dragon while enroute.

The party managed to escape on the back of the Dragon Glimmer and have since found that Sanction is under attack by an unknown force. The setting is a few months after the War of Souls and new players are welcomed but please keep in mind the limitations of the other characters in the thread...

The last few posts:

Kalia Majere
Glimmer banked sharply to the west, heading for an area that was within walking distance of Sanction... and her own original destination. below them the land was still scorched and barren... and in the center of a ring of dead trees was a huge serpentine shape....

The fallen wyrm was huge... slighly larger than Glimmer herself... and identical in all but one thing... color.. while she was sparkling clear crystal and white feathers... the dragon below was black...

Black crystal scales glittered dully in the afternoon sun, broad feathered wings stretched out at broken angles.... their green-violet irridescence dulled by oily soot.

Choking back a sob, Glimmer Folded her wings slightly and made ready to land.

Airianna
Tehran looked down at Sanction as they descended and frowned at what she saw. She had never quite been fond of her hometown, but now it was more a mess than ever, and under seige, no less! Continuing to look around, the maguis chanced a look closer to where they would soon be landing and gasped at the large form of a black crystaline dragon. The dragon appeared to be dead, and though the creature had, judging by its color, been evil, the young woman felt sorrow touch her heart at the sight of such a magnificent beast laying so.

Arandur
...The dark knight looked at the dead dragon, his eyes widening in sudden surprise and awe as his pale hand rose to the silvered five-headed medallion he wore at his neck. He had heard tales of such a dragon before but believed it was little more than a myth. Sorrow filled the young knight's heart and he layed a hand to Glimmer's neck in what he hoped was a comforting gesture...

Prymus:
...Looking over the great shoulder of Glimmer's wing he looked down at the city and saw the scampering populace as tiny ants... as well as the encroaching armies outside its walls. Looking over where Glimmer's head had turned he saw the great body of the black looking dragon. Remembering Kalia/Glimmer talking about her recent departure of her mate he made an assumption and thought this to be the one she spoke of. Looking at the rest with a quizzical glance wondering what they were gonna do it was more or less up to Glimmer to decide were they landed...

Airianna:
...Tehran looked down upon the dark crystal dragon again, and the sadness rolled over her a-new. She noticed Glimmer's delayed reaction and at once came to much the same conclusion that Prymus had, though unaware of him doing so. She stroked the scales beneath her affectionately and tried to comfort the large dragon as best she could.

Prymus-Dragonsbane
11/15/2003 8:47 AM

OOC: hey dude good to hear back from you. Is this were it is going to be from now on? because i was getting disappointed because i really liked the threads. Anyways are you planning DMing for the highlords one as well?? Because i think we got that one on a good start.

Kalia_Majere
11/15/2003 6:42 PM

OOC: I guess that I'll post in both till I see what is going on :)

BIC: Glimmer waited for the others to climb off of her back, then she shifted back to her human form... of all things she favored this form the most... The muted sunlight gleamed off of her silver hair, and tears shone in her golden eyes. She moved closer to the fallen Wyrm...and reached out one slender arm, her fingertips brushing the raised ridge above one closed amber eye.

Her voice shook when she finally spoke, though her back was still kept towards them, her head resting lightly against the black crystal scales.

“Have you ever really looked into a fire, Arandur?” She asked softly. “Not stared,” She added. “Not daydreamed. Really looked into its heart - when the wood is all gone and all that is left are the coals? The light is almost as hot in your eyes as the fire itself on your skin.

A cloud covered the sun, darkening the forest around them.

“What you see in the coals is what is left when everything else is gone. That is the heart of a fire. That is the essence of whatever life was burned away by time and heat. what I’ve sought-is not just that heart... But the life I let slip away.”

She turned and looked at each of the group in turn. “I’ll never find that will I? What is burned is gone, and what is gone so long is now less than a memory of heat in the rain... there is no wood left in this life to burn.” She turned back to Navare’s broken body.

“I can only sift the embers to feed a newer flame.”

Arandur
11/17/2003 6:13 AM

IC: …Arandur listened to the pain that was held in Kalia’s words as he took a faltering half-step towards her and then stopped, letting her be alone with her grief.

“No Kalia,” he said gently, “when it is gone, it has gone for good. All we can do is keep the flame of memory burning inside us and try to do what we hope they wanted us to do.” He said as he looked forlornly at the silver five-headed symbol he wore around his neck. He opened his mouth to say more but then closed it and looked to her with pained eyes.

“I don’t have the words…” he mumbled as he looked at the Dragon, lost to her sorrow. He couldn’t understand her grief, he had never been in love or given his emotions freely to another, the only thing he could compare it with was his devotion to Takhisis who was also now gone. Or the loss of his father and both were vastly different and he did not want to insult her by the comparisons…

Kalia_Majere
11/17/2003 8:50 AM

Kalia's thoughts mirrored Arandurs and she nodded. "Yes... it is like that... While my Father has fallen he still roams the world... yet his loss is a hole in my soul that nothing will ever replace."

She raised her hands, as motes of silver light danced along her finger tips. The broken body shifted, and moved with life-like grace. The wings refolded, the serpentine neck rose and the great head bowed to touch his chest. The soot scattered, each scale now gleaming in the dull light. Everything was now made of flawless crystal... glittering coldly in the light.

The amber eyes opened slightly and seemed to glow for a moment before fading into the warm gleam of pure amber.

"Forever will he remain here... his sacrifice will always be remembered..." She said as the sun peeked out from behind its shroud of clouds.

Do not grieve so heavily.... I have not gone far... as long as your soul is bound to this world, I will be with you....

Kalia turned, her eyes wide and startled. Standing beside the crystal monument was a man dressed in dark robes. His hair was dark and long, unfettered. His eyes also where dark and he was staring at Kalia. To all who saw him noticed one thing... they could see the monument behind him... right through him.

I cannot leave you Crystalamira... you know that.. for me to go so far would mean your death as well... I am always with you...

The visage faded and Kalia stood there, at a complete loss for words.

Prymus-Dragonsbane
11/17/2003 1:35 PM

Looking from Arandur back to Glimmer he noticed the pain and sorrow in her. And hearing what she asked he took a step forward and placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Always remember my dear. No matter what happens when the fire burns and finally burns itself out it makes room for new life. And new hopes. The will of things can not be stopped and yet when it comes to you and those close to you it hits the hardest."

Looking at the sorrow filled knight and seeing the medallion he looks around and looks for a place to camp for the night. His arm still hurt from the slash by the pirate and he thought that they all needed some rest.

"my friends i believe we should find solace for the evening and find a good place to camp. We are all tired physically, mentally and emotionally."

Airiana
11/17/2003 2:52 PM

Tehran too saw Kalia's grief, and did her best to console the dragoness, though the comfort was not much. When Prymus mentioned finding a camp, the magus perked and nodded her head. "Aye, a warm, dry place to camp would do much to calm us all, I believe," she murmured in the quiet after seeing the ghost before the memorial. She tried to hide an invulintary shutter at the sight of it, being what it was, and she patted Kalia consolingly before looking to Arandur and repeating the gesture. "Come," she murmured to the Knight of Takhisis. "Let us find shelter."

Arandur
11/18/2003 12:54 AM

IC: …Arandur nodded numbly and ran a tired hand through his snow white hair as he looked to Tehran and then cast a glance back at Kalia, he was obviously well and truly at a loss for what to say and how to act, all his knightly training never prepared one for Loss only victory.

“It needs to be somewhere with cover from the air” he murmured, his deep blue eyes narrowed in thought as he turned and followed Prymus and Tehran a few steps before stopping suddenly and turning once again the regard the fallen draconic form, now a silent testament to Glimmer’s loss and those that died at the hands of both the Dragon Overlords and the Gods, forged in Crystal and Sorrow for all time...

Kalia_Majere
11/18/2003 1:48 PM

Kalia nodded absently, and turned to follow the rest. She caught the glance that the Arandur cast at the monument and smiled wanely... feeling a odd kinship with this dark paladin...

Prymus-Dragonsbane
11/19/2003 11:06 AM


“It needs to be somewhere with cover from the air” he murmured, his deep blue eyes narrowed in thought as he turned and followed Prymus and Tehran a few steps



Hearing his words and thinking the same thing. Prymus proceeds into the wooded area looking for a good place to set up camp and start a fire. See a small grove surrounded by trees on three sides and a small rock formation on the fourth he thought this might be a great place to set the camp.

calling the others attention " Look over there about 20 yards, That would be a perfect place for camp. Enough tree cover to block the sky and comfortable enough for all of us... "

Arandur
11/19/2003 5:16 PM

IC: …Arandur nodded mutely and followed Prymus to where the camp site he had found was located under the green canopy of trees, hiding them from the sight of any Dragons that may pass overhead.

He looked uneasily at the others for a moment before running a hand through his pale hair and shaking his head to clear the fatigue from his mind.

“I know this isn’t the best time,” he said softly and with much uncertainty “but we all know now that Sanction is under Siege, by whom I have no idea.” He stopped for a moment, adjusting his sword as he sat and pressed his back against a tree.

“Question is where do we go from here?”

Kalia_Majere
11/20/2003 4:44 PM

Kalia leaned against a nearby tree her gaze on that of the monument as she considered Arandur's words.

"Two of my children are near Sanction... The Startwins... Light and Starwind... or rather "Lirana" and "Sivarl" In my tounge. Lirana is with the knights within sanction itself... Sivarl is with the Silvanesti... I could try to contact them and see what is going on..." She mused softly and then tore her gaze away from the monument to stare at Arandur.

"However... if one where to ask me... Those ships back there where of Minotaur make and design...." She intoned.

OOC: Hope that was the direction that you where taking this ;)

Prymus-Dragonsbane
11/20/2003 9:32 PM


"However... if one where to ask me... Those ships back there where of Minotaur make and design...." She intoned


"Minotaurs?? what do you mean... what in the world would minotaurs be doing laying siege to sanction and where did they get such a huge fleet?? i dont remember hearing anything about this."

Looking around he gathers some pieces of wood as he talks and puts them into a small circle... Taking a flint and steel out of his pack he lights a small fire for them all to get warm by and try to dry off.... that ship ride was an adventure in it's self

Airiana
11/24/2003 8:14 AM

Tehran sat at the small fire, warming her hands, and listened to the talk of those around her, though she did not deign to speak herself. She wondered about the ship that had attacked them and, between it and the seadragon, how their own ship had sank as a result. Well, she thought to herself. This has been quite the adventure thus far... what shall I do now that we are in Sanction? They are under seige, so there isn't much I can do... Perhaps I will think of something, but if not, I think I will continue to journey with these people... I like them.

lavitz_1
11/26/2003 5:54 PM

The great knight looked down to find his kin slayn opon the ground. He gently patted Glimmer, hopeing to tell her of his saddness when a great blue dragon rose to meet them.

The blue dragon is known as Sky Streak. He was told to destroy all liveing life forms. He looked up to see a different dragon, only it was good not evil. Looking forward to a fight the beast rose to meet there doom.

Glimmer dogged a fearce attack only to be slayn by a differnt red dragons magic attack. Opon landing the knight prayed to padiline to save his soul from the dark queen.

Arandur
11/26/2003 6:36 PM

OOC: ...Hmmm, in the words of my generation...No, lavitz you might want to read the guidelines before posting, for the others in the thread please ignore the insane ramblings of the post above...

Kalia_Majere
11/28/2003 9:28 AM

OOC: Okay, now that the stupidity is over, I think we're all waiting for you Arandur??

SoaringEagle
11/28/2003 2:35 PM

OOC: Would it be okay if I joined? I mean this looks like a good thread. If you guys do I think maybe I could have my character be a soldier lost in the woods or a soldier fighting the unknown army. That would be if you guys let me of course.

Airiana
12/29/2003 8:52 AM

OOC: Where is Arandur anyways?

Cherizal
12/29/2003 1:46 PM

OOC: That's a good question! I used to talk to him almost everyday but I haven't heard anything from him for almost a month. I've tried to email him but I haven't got any answer :( I hope he's alright.

Airiana
01/13/2004 11:46 AM

OOC: *BUMP*

Arandur
01/14/2004 4:35 AM

…Arandur held is hands out towards the flames to warm them, making fists and then opening them to try to work the warmth into the knuckles. He was indeed getting used to the numbness of being drenched and drained both physically and emotionally. He ran a hand through his snow colored hair and looked over to the others.

“I agree with Lady Kalia, I thought the colors of the sails were those used by Minotaur raiders, but they seem more…organized than I ever recall hearing. And I think they sat too low in the water for vessels made by men or elves,” he said meeting Kalia’s gaze, concern in his blue eyes. “Minotaurs are vicious foes, terrible in battle and as strong as an Ogre, the defenders must be sorely pressed.” He added, remembering the few passages he had read on historical battles involving the Minotaur Isles and glancing in the direction of Sanction, even though it could not be seen from their camp.

He gave a slight reassuring smile to Tehran, amazed that she was still able to stay upright while he, a battle tested Knight of the Lily felt like toppling over and sleeping for a year. Despite how tired he felt he took a deep breath and stretched his aching joints, adjusting his sword belt as he dropped his arms and suppressing a wince at his aches.

“I intend to go to Sanction in the morning to aide Kalia in finding her children. It is the least I can do to repay the debt of honor I owe her for my life.” He said suddenly as he looked to the Dragon with solemn purpose.

He studied the others, suddenly nervous of their response to his next statement. “I would be honored if any of you would also accompany us,” he said quietly to the small coterie of companions yet his words were directed at Tehran. “If not then I must bid you a sad farewell, but know if you ever have need of me, you have but to send word and I shall come.”

Airiana
01/14/2004 10:28 AM


“I intend to go to Sanction in the morning to aide Kalia in finding her children. It is the least I can do to repay the debt of honor I owe her for my life.” He said suddenly as he looked to the Dragon with solemn purpose.

He studied the others, suddenly nervous of their response to his next statement. “I would be honored if any of you would also accompany us,” he said quietly to the small coterie of companions yet his words were directed at Tehran. “If not then I must bid you a sad farewell, but know if you ever have need of me, you have but to send word and I shall come.”

Tehran felt Arandur's words in her heart, knowing that somehow he meant them moreso for her than the others. "Aye, I am much indepted to you as well," she said with a slight bow to Kalia. "And therefore, I will do all that I can to help. My purpose for coming back to my hometown no longer matters, I will devote myself to this new quest." Though her words seemed to be to Kalia, Tehran meant them more for Arandur. She felt something deep within her for this lost Knight of Takhisis that she could not explain nor understand, and could not see parting from him as yet.

Arandur
01/16/2004 10:30 PM

…Arandur felt an unexpected wave of tension flood from him with Tehran’s answer, he gave her a quick smile and then glanced away to the others. His thoughts began turning to the siege and wondering how the three of them would gain entrance to the fortified city of Sanction especially now that it was under so heavy and attack.

“Perhaps we should all get some rest, I fear that tomorrow may indeed be a day as testing as today.” He said as he rubbed his hands to keep the warmth in them as he glanced back towards where they had landed. So much death and loss he thought as his mind went to majestic form of Glimmer’s mate.

He took a long deep breath and then stood despite his protesting muscles and excused himself, heading back down the path as he absently fingered the silver five-headed medallion of his deceased Queen…

Prymus-Dragonsbane
01/29/2004 12:29 AM

OOC: hey guys whats up... i have not checked this in a while and im sorry. Im glad it is still somewhat running and i guess im back to get my character back into things




“I intend to go to Sanction in the morning to aide Kalia in finding her children. It is the least I can do to repay the debt of honor I owe her for my life.” He said suddenly as he looked to the Dragon with solemn purpose.

He studied the others, suddenly nervous of their response to his next statement. “I would be honored if any of you would also accompany us,” he said quietly to the small coterie of companions yet his words were directed at Tehran. “If not then I must bid you a sad farewell, but know if you ever have need of me, you have but to send word and I shall come.”


"I too shall go with you. I have seen you fight and you saved my life from those pirates we faced. I am a man of honor as i know you are to be. And because of that i will go with you and use my sword arm and everything at my disposal to aid you and our friends here. I owe you my life and i will not leave your side at least until my dept is repaid."

Looking around the fire at the others he took in all their words and knew that tomorrow would be a long day indeed.

Airiana
01/29/2004 6:55 AM


…Arandur felt an unexpected wave of tension flood from him with Tehran’s answer, he gave her a quick smile and then glanced away to the others. His thoughts began turning to the siege and wondering how the three of them would gain entrance to the fortified city of Sanction especially now that it was under so heavy and attack.

“Perhaps we should all get some rest, I fear that tomorrow may indeed be a day as testing as today.” He said as he rubbed his hands to keep the warmth in them as he glanced back towards where they had landed. So much death and loss he thought as his mind went to majestic form of Glimmer’s mate.

Tehran smiled at Prymus at his decision to come with them, somehow glad that it would be more than herself, the dark knight, and the dragoness.

She nodded her head to Arandur at his words and bade all of her new-found companions good night. She took off her cloak and spread it gently by the fire and lay down to rest. She lamented the loss of her spellbooks to the sea, as just before sleep was oftentimes when she studied her spells. For a little while she lay there, wondering how long she would be able to remember the spells that she would need for the journey ahead. Thinking about it, Tehran sat up a little and looked around the fire to her friends. "None of you were able, by chance, to salvage any paper or styllus or the like, were you?"

Kalia_Majere
01/29/2004 1:55 PM

"I am a mage in my own right Lady Tehran" Kalia said, knowing full well that a mage of red could use her books if she chose...

She smiled, and summoned her staff, not the one she used to carry, that one was given to her middle child, Wylin... however, this one was as simply beautiful as it was powerful. The simple staff of purest crystal flickered into being and rested in Kalia's hand.... and the moment it touched the ground, a white leather knapsack appeared to dangle from Kalia's other outstretched hand.

"Here, you should be able to find what you need in here, books as well as some rolled parchment and a quill made of one of my own feathers." She said holding out the sack.

Airiana
01/29/2004 4:10 PM


"I am a mage in my own right Lady Tehran" Kalia said, knowing full well that a mage of red could use her books if she chose...

She smiled, and summoned her staff, not the one she used to carry, that one was given to her middle child, Wylin... however, this one was as simply beautiful as it was powerful. The simple staff of purest crystal flickered into being and rested in Kalia's hand.... and the moment it touched the ground, a white leather knapsack appeared to dangle from Kalia's other outstretched hand.

"Here, you should be able to find what you need in here, books as well as some rolled parchment and a quill made of one of my own feathers." She said holding out the sack.

Tehran jumped to her feet, running over to Kalia. "By the Gods, you are a wonderful woman... err... dragon!" She exclaimed, her weariness of a few moments ago forgotten. "All of my spellbooks... well, they're under water now. But I can still remember them from the last time I studied... I've had no reason to use any of late," she said by way of explanation, thankfully releaving the dragoness of the knapsack and moving back to the fire before opening it. When she did so, one could hear a quick intake of breath at the contents as Tehran looked up from the bounty. "A-are you sure I can use this?" She questioned, pulling a beautiful book with all blank pages and the purest white feather she'd ever seen.

Arandur
01/30/2004 1:12 AM

OOC: Good to see you again Prymus… ;)

…Arandur stood gazing at the amber encased form of Navarre, his sapphire eyes upon the ancient beast and last son of his beloved Dark Queen. His fingers absently traced the lines of the five-headed medallion that hung around his neck and glinted in the moonlight like liquid silver, as the chill breeze played with the Dark Knights pale hair.

His gaze drifted to the night sky, the stars glittering brightly above, like gems scattered across black velvet, his thoughts fixed upon memories of his father and his upbringing amongst the Dark Knighthood. With Tahkisis dead and the Knighthood’s degeneration into little more than robber-knights following coin more than their honor, the future seemed so very unclear. For the first time since he could recall, he felt alone. Separated from both his devotion and the chain of command he had followed with all his soul.

The soft trickle of voices from his companions, brought upon the cool wind, caused him to turn and look to the darkened trail that lead to where they lay, nestled by the fire and hidden from view. A slight smile played across his face as he thought of the three individuals who would have been more likely to be enemies than companions only three moons earlier.

He shook his head and sighed, his hand clasping the medallion of Tahkisis as he removed it from his neck and gazed at the symbol with sorrow in his tear-filled blue eyes. With a few quick steps he walked to Navarre’s body and reached out a pale, calloused hand to place the silver effigy upon the dragon. Slowly pulling his trembling hand away the medallion glinted wetly in the moonlight as the dark paladin turned and began to walk away.

Whatever the future held, Arandur uth-Grail would decide…

Kalia_Majere
01/30/2004 4:14 AM

Kalia waved Tehran away. "Don't worry, think of them as a gift, I have plenty more at my home, this is mearly what I can call to hand." She said, as her gaze stole down the path to where Arandur stood.

Airiana
01/30/2004 5:42 AM


Kalia waved Tehran away. "Don't worry, think of them as a gift, I have plenty more at my home, this is mearly what I can call to hand." She said, as her gaze stole down the path to where Arandur stood.

Tehran's emerald eyes light up with excitement. "Oh thank you, Kalia!" She exclaimed as she opened up the beautifully bound book with its velvety cover. She inhaled deeply, revelling in the smell of the new-bound pages. In the pack she also found an inkbottle. After finding that it was the appropriate type for her spells she dipped the dragonquill into it and paused for a moment, deciding what spell she would put in first...

Then her eyes were also drawn to the path, her gaze falling on Arandur and noticed that his beloved medallion was missing. She frowned slightly at this, but the sight of him filled her with even more happiness than she had before. I must write down my spells, or else I will lose them forever! She reminded herself, turning her attention back to the blank page before her.

The quill was perfectly edged, and her fine script flowed gently, but carefully across the page as she entoned the spell she wrote, binding it to the page. When she was finished with the first spell, the black ink glowed red for a moment, and Tehran smiled in satisfaction. Pausing for a few moments for the ink to dry, the magess thought of the next spell. She turned the page and repeated the process again and again until every spell she could remember was written in the book.

By the time she was done, the red robe was sure that it would be daylight soon, and she placed the spellbook, inkwell, and dragonquill back in the pack and lay down, hoping for at least an hour's sleep.

Prymus-Dragonsbane
02/03/2004 10:09 AM

Awakening from his short rest and cursing himself that he let himself even close his eyes. He looked about the camp fire and saw Tehran still scribing her scrolls into the new books. Grinning at the sight he always loved to watch wizards doing their artly ministrations. Looking around the rest of the camp he saw that it was nearing dawn and that he might go find something for the group to eat.


walking down the sam path that Arandur went down earlier that night he came across the amber encased form of the great dragon of evil. Looking around and feeling the magic surround even this dead giant he felt tingles run through his body. As the first lights came through the canopy of trees he saw a glimpse on the dragon. He looked again and saw Arandur's medallion that he seemed to love so much. Thinking what this might have meant he left it alone for there was some reason that the holy honorable knight would have left something so precious at this site. Continueing through the underbrush he unslung his bow and reached into is backpack and withdrew two arrows. Both made of the finest ironwood and to the experienced eye what appeared to be griffin feathers.

creeping through the woods like an animal himself he hears rustling in the bushes about 200 paces away. Squating down he took on of the arrows and cocked it making it ready to kill the thing so he and his companions could have something to eat this morning.

As he sat and waited out of the brush came running a terrifyed fawn and looking from side to side it seemed to be deciding which way to run. Not taking a second thought as to why it was running so quickly he let loose one of his arrows and fell the deer in one shot. It was a small one but good enough to feed the three and himself for the day.

After the animal fell he heard more movement behind it also coming through the bushes thinking it was another deer he cocked his other arrow and waited for it. To his sudden and horrendous surprise a large brown beast was coming out of the woods. No.... not a beast a minotaur laughing and what seemed like chasing the deer.

Thinking quickly if he did not fell this one it would see the arrow in the deer and know someone or someoneS where around these parts and they would come looking

Aiming for under the throat where he knew the minotaur if not die from it would not be able to yell for help. Taking his time the minotaur came entirely out of the bushes and looked at the deer. Stopping in its run it looked about to see what had done it. Letting the arrow loose it flew through the air quickly and silently empaling the minotaur right through his throat and out the back of his neck. Gurgling on its on blood he fell forward and then was still.

Running towards the body Prymus took the small purse that was on the creature and put it in his pack. Slinging the bow back over him, he lifted the deer up and trotted back to the camp where his three companions still rested

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