The Legacy of Creath: Return of the Vordom
IC
Drayhul Alcov: The Phonetic translation for "Winged Fury" in the Ancient Script. They resemble large reptilian four-legged beasts with scales stronger than perfectly-tempered steel. Accordingly, they use wings to travel great distances in a short amount of time. They rain death upon their victims from the air, using their breath for many different things.
In other words, dragons.
Our world lived as a harmony between man and dragon for ages. The dragons respected our species, and we respected them in turn. As we became more civilized, our lands were divided into eight great clans. These clans were divided by the types of dragons that lived in the area: Freas, Waresh, Trastol, Aileith, Ienox, Grolton, Daerta, and Lireh. The clans governed themselves, trusting each other to keep themselves in line. Peace assumed its place on the land.
As time wore on, the relationship between us and dragons became closer and closer. Eventually, a phenomenon was found. Some of us were able to speak to the dragons, and the Ancient Script called them Drayhul Vishta, which translated to “Dragon Whisperers.” The ones who were blessed with this ability were able to actually speak with the dragons, but not through the tongue—through the mind. They would form deep bonds with dragons, bonds that were as strong as stone. Instead of treating the dragons with a translucent formality, these men and women acted as brothers or sisters to the dragons. This brought us even closer to the noble race.
After a peace that seemed almost infinite, a violent earthquake shook the land, causing a massive crater that was bordered by steep mountains to expand from the center. The crater had an eerie red glow to it, and plumes of smoke constantly plagued the air above it. A new species of dragon spawned from this crater, and with these new dragons came demons to ride with them.
This new clan, which was called Vordom, waged war upon the other clans. Unfortunately, Vordom had greater power than all of the other clans combined. None of us could withstand their incredible numbers or superior dragons, and all hope was lost.
That is, until Creath, the Great One and his dragon, Kylah, the Magnificent fought back. We had never seen a bond so strong between the two of them! They were inseparable, and all of us knew that their minds were constantly exchanging words. When they fought, it was as if their movements were perfectly synchronized to fit each other. No words could ever describe how close their relationship was, but it inspired hope into us that we could see a day where the world is filled with dragons and men like them.
The two of them led the battle, and we finally drove the Vordom back into their lands. As we were pushing them back into their accursed lands, however, Creath fell to the ground with a sword through his chest. Kylah appeared at his side almost instantaneously, and as he died, she felt her heart die with him. As he let out his last breath, Kylah let out a mournful cry that caused all to fall to the ground in pain. Then, in an unbearable rage, she flew into the air, releasing a beam of golden light upon the ground. She flew all around the crater of Vordom, tracing the border with this beam of light. Suddenly, a massive infinite golden wall of light was created from the border. When it was finished, she spoke to all of us through her mind.
“You shall fight no longer. The Vordom are now imprisoned, and no one may enter their territory. Now, live in peace, so that you may not be forced to endure what I did.”
With that, Kylah let out another mournful cry and flew towards the setting sun. No one saw her after that.
Years passed, and Vordom still remained untouched by any of us foreigners. The demons and dragons that were bound within shrieked and pounded upon the massive walls of golden light that were around the crater but to no avail.
The clans, however, grew restless with each other. There was an uneasy tension in the air, and all of the clans were pushing their boundaries. Finally, we broke out into warfare again, but this time, it was with ourselves. Due to backstabbing and deception, the clans constantly changed sides. No one knew who to trust anymore. The Drayhul Vishta were growing fewer and fewer, and many of the ones who were left were joining the conflict.
The result was this: Waresh, Trastol, and Aileith became the major military clans. Freas and Lireh were minor military clans, but they still had an influence. Grolton and Ienox, meanwhile, were forced to submit to the other nations’ wills and demands. Daerta, however, has remained entirely independent from those affairs, defending themselves from any attackers.
The barrier between Vordom and the world has been falling as the Golden Wall has started to fade. However, the clans have been too busy with their petty battles to notice the imminent invasion of the Vordom. The Drayhul Vishta have to bring peace to the clans, unite them against this great evil. Otherwise, the world will bow down to the will of the Vordom.
Spoiler: The Map
Here is a link to the map in case you can't see the image.
Charion is the capitol of Freas.
Krinos is the capitol of Waresh.
Li' Nalien is the capitol of Aileith.
Grivat is the capitol of Trastol.
Relicos is the capitol of Ienox.
Jorvos is the capitol of Grolton.
Lethgrath is the capitol of Daerta.
Halion is the capitol of Lireh.
Spoiler: Dragon typesFreas: Means "Fire." This type of dragon has a very powerful breath of fire, and it is usually a shade of red. It can pass through fire without being hurt at all, and it can fly in lava with some burns. It is a moderate size.
Waresh: Means "Water." This type of dragon breathes a pillar of high-pressure water, and it is usually a shade of blue. It can easily transition from swimming to flying, and it is the second biggest kind of dragon.
Trastol: Means "Earth." This type of dragon is much bigger than the other kinds of dragons, and it has some control over the element of earth. It is usually a shade of brown or green.
Aileith: Means "Air." This type of dragon is very agile, but also very powerful with the wind. It can breathe great blasts of wind and cause massive gusts from its wings. It is usually white or silver.
Ienox: Means "Ice." This type of dragon freezes its victims with its breath, and it is usually a shade of blue that is different from the Waresh dragons. It is also a moderate size, and it can withstand extremely cold temperatures.
Grolton: Means "Nature." This type of dragon has healing abilities for itself and others, and it can use plants or other forms of vegetation to assist it. It is usually a shade of green, and it is one of the smaller types of dragons.
Daerta: Means "Dark." This type of dragon is nearly invisible at night, and it is also the fastest type of dragon. It can also fire short bursts of concentrated fire that cause a small explosion rather than an even stream of its breath. They are midnight black, and they are a moderate size.
Lireh: Means "Light." This type of dragon can fire concentrated beams of light from its jaws, and it is golden. It is one of the bigger dragons, and it can temporarily blind its enemies using its scales.
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Spoiler: CSName:
Age:
Gender:
Clan:
Appearance: Description and pic are preferable, but either is fine
Personality:
Dragon Name:
Dragon Type: It usually matches your clan, but it doesn’t have to
Dragon Appearance: Same, description and pic if you can
Dragon Personality:
Bio: At least 2 paragraphs, preferably more. Include history and how you found your dragon
List of approved characters:
Freas:
Spoiler: XxSoulReaper- Anarchi Jordern and SolanName:Anarchi Jordern
Age:29
Gender:Male
Clan:Freas
Appearancelack hair, muscular build from working with his father the blacksmith. Brown eyes, tanned skin. Wears black clothing most of the time.
Personality:Smartass, but loyal and kind. He is chivalrous, and will stand up for himself and his friends. He will always be tree when his friends need him.
Dragon Name:Solan
Dragon Type:Freas(wanted to be Dearta but there's this guy...just messing with you doc)
Dragon Appearance
Dragon Personality:The same as my personality. Word by word.
Bio:As a young child, his mother died from a mysterious disease that quickly took her life. His father grieved for a few months, making them virtually poor. His father went back to work on the basis of teaching his son everything he knew and strengthening him. He met his dragon while he was gathering wood for the shop and the wood stove. It had a damaged wing, which was simple to heal. Upon finding out that his son was a Dragon Whisperer, he was overjoyed at re fact his son would live to do great things. The town soon found out, and he quickly became a local celebrity. He played with Solan everyday, making sure he could fly properly. When Solan offered a ride, Anarchi was faster than light at jumping on it's back. Ever since, he and Solan have been inseparable.
Spoiler: skyline339- Elease Telroca and RylothName: Elease Telroca
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Clan: Freas
Appearance:Spoiler: Appearance
Personality: Very loud and sometimes obnoxious, she is also very full of herself think that she is the best. She acts before thinking, and is quite easy to anger.
Dragon Name: Ryloth
Dragon Type: Freas
Dragon Appearance:Spoiler: Dragon
Dragon Personality: Very quiet and brooding. Almost completely opposite of his rider in every way.
Bio:
At a young age, Elease ran away from home. Her family was extremly rich, with so many rules of how to be a lady by doing this and that, the rich life wasn't for her. At twelve she had vanished from her home and made her way out into the world taking with her, her only friend the baby dragon.
It was around her 7th birthday when she made the discovery. While she was playing in the forest collecting pretty looking stones, one stone in particular got her attention. It was warm to the touch and felt as though it was different then all the rest. That stone became her prized find, the one she kept secret from everyone else. A couple months later the stone hatched, it was then she realized that it was no stone, but the egg of a dragon. Keeping it hidden she helped it grow, and grow, and grow. until eventually it was too huge to keep inside her home or even hidden for that matter. It was fear of being found out which led her to run away, apart from all the rules and being proper.
Ten years passed since Elease had left home, now they live alone studying and learning of the great mysteries of the dragon and rider.
Waresh:
Spoiler: MisguidedSoul- Airaion Oranus and Mor'VaneahName: Airaion Oranus
Age: 19
Gender:Male
Clan:Waresh
Appearance: Airaion is roughly 5' 9" and weighs 190 Ibs. His hair is an abysmal black, and his eyes an electric blue with specks of gold. His clothing consists of light fur armor and a blue hooded cape with the symbol of the Waresh Clan on his back, his boots are made of fur and leather giving him near silent movement.Left
Personality: Calm and collective. He prefers to analyze situations before acting upon them, but he can be a bit rash sometimes. He is normally a quiet person, only conversing with his dragon, but when he feels something should be said; He will say it.
Dragon Name: Mor'Vaneah (more-van-ee-uh)
Dragon Type: Water
Spoiler: Mor'Vaneah
Dragon Personality: Mor'Vaneah is much the same as Airaion. She doesn't charge into battle often without analyzing the situation and possible outcomes. She has a deep love and respect for her friend and rider Airaion. They seem to share the same soul, and act as one.
Bio: Airaion is the orphan prince of Waresh. He was found alone in the forest no older than 5 by the
Waresh clan leader, and was taken in by him. Airaion had since then become the adopted son of the Clan leader. He has no recollection of where he came from or who he was. He was given a new life clean of any past offenses, and he was able to start over.
Airaion was out hunting one day when he chanced upon an a trail of blood. Assuming that it was the blood of the animal he had wounded earlier he followed it. At the end of the trail of blood lay a mighty water dragon who turned and growled at him. Airaion of course held his hands up in a gesture of peace. He had healed the dragons wounds, using what knowledge his people had been taught long ago. Then, he took the female back to the village and announced to his adopted father that he was a Dragon Whisperer.
Airaion and Mor'Vaneah have since become the closest of friends and family. They are well known amongst other clans for their acts bravery and attempts at peace. They are also known for their ability to think as one, resulting in them having a greater understanding of each other. They choose not to fight often in battle, but if they see no other way they will do what needs to be done.
Spoiler: pooky- Amora Freen and NymeriaName: Amora Freen
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Clan: Waresh
Appearance: http://www.hairstyles365.net/wp-cont...-hairstyle.jpg She is roughly 5’5 and is 130 pounds, most of which is in muscle. She has a few small scars that dot her arms.
Personality: Amora is forever dedicated to becoming stronger. She spends most of her free time training with her dragon. When she is not training Amore likes to draw landscapes and is actually quite good at it. She hates losing a fight, even though she knows that every battle is a chance to gain knowledge and improve her abilities. Amora is loyal to those she cares about. However, that doesn’t stop her from questioning them if she is unsure of their motives. The worst thing anyone can ever call her is weak or useless.
Dragon Name: Nymeria
Dragon Type: Waresh
Dragon Appearance: http://www.kh-vids.net/attachment.ph...6&d=1225670178
Dragon Personality: Can be very hostile when encountering new people, but is protective of those she cares about. She does have a gentle, kind side, but it rarely comes out. Usually she is tough as nails and has a low tolerance for stupidity.
Bio: Amora grew up with two little boys named Cato and Duon. The trio were best friends and did everything together. They were nicknamed ‘The Troublesome trio’ in the clan because they were always getting into trouble together. However, one day the three were sneaking off in the forest and were discovered by bandits. The bandits demanded money, but they didn’t have any, so they settled for killing them. Amora was able to get away, but the other two were not so lucky. She went into severe depression after their deaths and constantly berated herself for being too weak to protect them. Amora was like this until one day she given a sword by another clan member. Upon taking the sword, she pledged to train and get stronger so that she would be able to protect those she cared about and avenge her friend’s deaths. Ever since that day she has trained herself in various methods of fighting.
One day she was training by herself in the woods with her sword. She did a maneuver wrong and ended up falling down and dropping her sword. She was already out of breath, so she stayed on the ground for a while, breathing heavily. She hadn’t been improving much lately; a she was feeling rather down about it. A dragon appeared and picked up Amora’s sword with her mouth and dropped it in front of Amora. Then she told Amora to get up. At first Amora was in shock with the realization that she was a Dragon Whisperer. Nymeria grew annoyed and told Amora to stop gaping and get up. Amora hurriedly obeyed and grabbed her sword. Nymeria told her what she was doing wrong and what to do to improve. Ever since then the two have become a pair and the two train together.
Trastol:
Spoiler: Sprinkles- Andarion and KrallaName: Andarion
Age: 18
Gender: male
Clan: Trastol
Appearance:A slender man standing around 5'8" with short black hair and green eyes, he has a well muscled body and is quite strong, but his figure is more in line with that of a dancer then a warrior
Personality: Stubborn, kind and loyal, while slow to truly trust someone, Andarion is generally kind to everyone until they give him a reason not to be. He is also slow to change his mind, if he is set on a task he won't stop until it's finished, fortunatly this also extends to his friends. If somebody can gain his trust they may as well have a mountain stand between them and harm, as Andarion will stop at nothing to defend his friends and loved ones. And although he feels it should be the other way around he is violently protective of his dragon, Kralla, there is nothing in all the world he values more then her.
Dragon Name: Kralla
Dragon Type: Trastol
Dragon Appearance:Kralla is still very young so she's rather small, while she's very strong she still relies more on speed (and Andarion) to protect her while she grows. As of now Kralla is still just a little bit too small for Andarion to ride her.
Dragon Personality: Kralla is somewhat timid (by the standards of dragons at least) she will rarely reveal herself to anyone unless Andarion says it's ok, and will often hide out of instinct. As she grows larger however, Kalla is becoming more confident and outgoing, she still doesn't trust any human besides Andarion, but she's started running away far less when confronted by wildlife.
Bio: For as long as he could remember Andarion has lived in a swamp, his parents helped found a small village in an unnamed swamp to keep themselves away of the fighting. Since he was able to walk Andarion learned to fish, to hunt small game, how to make rope, how to build and maintain river boats all the skills one living in such a place needs. He was a quick learner to, by the time he was 12 Andarion had mastered skills full grown men still had trouble with. On his 13th birthday Andarion built his very own boat, and was able to make his own income, by the time he was 16 he was ready to live on his own.
Out away from the main village, which had grown a fair bit since he and his parents had come to the area, Andarion built his own home with his own two hands. It took him around a year and a half, first he had little more then a tent but he slowly upgraded it, and eventually he had a proper home, and just when he thought his life was about to settle down Andarion found something that changed everything. One day while fishing he found something in the river, people were always finding interesting things in the rivers of the swamp, but nothing like this, Andarion found a large egg. Whether it was lost or abandoned intentionally Andarion had no way of knowing, but somehow he could feel the life inside the egg fading. Under normal circumstances he would've just eaten it, the egg was big enough to feed him for nearly a week but something about that feeling made him keep it.
For nearly two months the 17 year old Andarion tended to the egg, keeping it warm and safe, half out of concern for the life inside, and half out of curiosity about what the creature was. On the occasions where friends or family came to visit he'd pass the egg off as a decoration he'd found, he didn't know what he'd tell them when it hatched though. After two months of watching and waiting the egg finally cracked open and Kalla spilled out, he was amazed that all that time he'd been caring for a dragon egg without even guessing it might be that. Over the next several Andarion raised her as best he could, he knew nothing of raising any kind of creature so a dragon was that much more of a challenge.
As Kalla grew Andarion could feel the link between them grow stronger and stronger until eventually they were able to speak to each other. But as Kalla grew Andarion get very worried, was certain that if anyone discovered her they'd both be sent off to fight the other clans, and he couldn't bare to have her in that kind of danger. He'd almost come to see himself as her parent and the thought of her having to fight and kill almost made him sick. So in order to protect her from that he fashioned himself a shield out of wood and a practice dummy and began training himself to fight with his fishing spear and hunting bow so that if anyone came to take Kalla away he'd be able to make them regret it.
Aileith:
Spoiler: SilverAce- Serendipity "Serena" and SkaiName:Serendipity (known as Serena)
Age:17 (note: her eighteenth birthday is coming up)
Gender:Female
Clan:Aileith
Personality: fun loving, adventurous, and somewhat of a trouble maker. She finds herself wandering throughout her own mind just as much as the time she spends flying in the skies with Skai. Like every person she has her flaws, such as the fact that she doesn't always remember important things, making her running in late.
Dragon Name: Skai (pronounced like Sky)
Dragon Type: Aileith
Dragon Appearance and person:Spoiler: Serendipity and Skai
Dragon Personality: young and has much to learn, but is wiser then her age, and is a bit of a show off at times. Doesn't think of herself very much but more of the people around her. Likes to be free, but loves Serena.
Bio: Serena's father was the one who had found the egg that was Skai, but neither one knew what kind of egg it was... Once Skai had hatched, neither of the parents could talk to it, but kept it alive in one of the stables, due to the fact that they were caretakers for horses. When Serena was born, Skai was around 2 years older then her. Serena was 5 when she found that she had the ability to talk to the dragon. Skai was really the only playmate Serena had, thus letting Serena's parents keep the dragon. The two made quite the trouble around the town when the dragon was able to walk, and it was dreadful when she was able to fly... Skai and Serena had devoloped a bond that was practically sisterly. The two grew up together and practiced in the mountains. Training constantly with aerial moves and perfecting them. Serena perfected her aiming while training with Skai, for she advanced with her bow and arrow. When she turned 17 her parents realized her desire to travel, and so, let her do so. She now travels with Skai on search for something more than this short life she was given.
Ienox:
Spoiler: MaskofSilence- Noel Walker and LucianName: Noel Walker
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Clan: Ienox
Appearance: Noel
Noel stands at about 5'6 and weights about 133 pounds. She has bright blue eyes and dirty blonde hair that frames the front of her face and goes to her middle back. She normally wears winter type clothes and is very fit.
Personality: Generally Noel is a friendly and welcoming person. She loves to be around people and hates being alone. She is a hard worker and has the determination of an ox. She is protective, loyal and caring towards friends. When she fights she turns cold and calculative. She is clam in stressful situations, goes with the flow, and down to earth.
Dragon Name: Lucian
Dragon Type: Ienox
Dragon Appearance: Lucian
Dragon Personality: Lucian can be a real jerk, but that is how shows that he likes you. If he becomes overly nice that is how you know that he either doesn't like you or is extremely mad. He is very fatherly toward Noel.
Bio: Noel grew up in a loving family with her mother and father. She was an only child so she helped her parents out around the house quite a bit. When she was seven she started to get curious about the woods and she asked her parents if she could explore them. They said no without even thinking about it. So one night she decided to sneak out.
Quietly she put on her jacket and slipped out the door. As soon as she was clear she took off into the forest. She had been out for only a an hour when she heard something in a nearby bush. Fear automatically took over and she started to run. What ever it was it was chasing her. Suddenly her foot caught on something and she fell. She curled up and waited for whatever it was to get her. It never came.
Slowly rolling over she found what was chasing her, frozen. Startled she backed away and ran into something hard. Slowly she looked up to stare in to the eyes of icy blue. Her mouth opened about to scream when and voice entered her mind. Please, don't scream. Automatically she shut her mouth. Turning she stood and faced the small dragon. He glared at her. If you can hear me, hold up the number two. Slowly she held up two fingers. The dragon let out a sigh. Okay Kid. My name is Lucian. Where do you live so I make sure you're not eaten on the way home?
That night the dragon escorted her home. When the door opened she saw her parents were sitting in the living room, worried beyond belief. When they saw the dragon they weren't happy. Sitting down she explained what had happened. They let her keep the dragon, but grounded her for the next week.
For years they stayed together training and learning to fly, after chores of course. Lucian only claims to stay to make sure Noel doesn't get into trouble, but Noel knows better.
Grolton:
Spoiler: 19Maria127- Syintha and SythName:Syintha
Age:17
Gender: Female
Clan: Grolton
Appearance:Description and pic are preferable, but either is fineSpoiler: Character
Personality: kind helpful and loves animals, she will fight for what she believes in
Dragon Name: Syth
Dragon Type: Grolton
Dragon Appearance:Spoiler: Syth
Dragon Personality: He is a ruthless Dragon and he loves to fight, he believes that the best way to prove your strength is to fight. He has knowledge and know when not to engage in combat. He will fight to the death to protect those close to him. He can be kind and gentle to others but is cautious when doing so.
Bio: Syintha was not a very rich person and her family lived moderately well they had enough money to buy food and other essentials. Syintha was raised on a farm and knew how to look after and feed the animals, on market days they would sell their produce to the travellers and village folk and thats how they earned most of their money. Her grandfather was once a very skillful blacksmith and after much persuasion he finally agreed to teach her to become a blacksmith. Four years after she was being taught to become a blacksmith her grandfather became seriously ill.
Because of her grandfather's illness she would regularly go out into the forest to collect the different herbs to help her Grandfather get better. They had gotten a doctor to come see him but they said that there was nothing he could do so he left. Syintha was constantly in the forest collecting herbs until one day she went deeper into the forest, she didn't recognise where she was but she kept going anyway at the new area she was in was rich in herbs and other plant life.
"Who is it that dares walk across my lands?!!"
Syintha heard this voice in her head and was slightly confused by this. "Who is it! Who else is out here, Are you following me?!" she asked as she could not see anyone or anything.
"Who is it you ask.....look closely at your surrounding and you shall see. I am not following you i mearly sensed some thing different in my lands and came to investigate. But young one you still haven't answered my question. Why are you on my land?" the soft rumble of his voice carried over Syintha's mind.
She looked around her and what she saw made her gasp. She saw a green dragon perfectly blended into the trees and leaves. She walked closer to the dragon and touched its snout before saying. "I came to pick some herbs for my dyeing grandfather." hearing this the dragon offered to help so at nightfall she road on the dragons back to her home where it healed her grandfather. And they've been together ever since.
Daerta:
Spoiler: TheDoctor- Vaylen Rorrick and IlosName: Vaylen Rorrick
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Clan: Daerta
Appearance:Spoiler: Vaylen
Vaylen stands at a modest height of 5'9". His body is somewhat on the skinny side, but the rest of him is lean muscle. He wears what is in the picture, including the scarf, but not the gloves (and his nails aren't black).
Personality: Vaylen is an overall kind soul, but he does not usually show this. This is due to the fact that he is rather reserved. Vaylen usually keeps to himself because approaching people that he doesn't know makes him uncomfortable. If one person comes over and talks to HIM, however, he is much more comfortable because they went out of their way to do it rather than him forcing his way into a conversation. This nervousness with other people, however, is not evident when Vaylen plays.
Dragon Name: Ilos
Dragon Type: Daerta
Dragon Appearance:Spoiler: Ilos
When all four legs are on the ground, an average sized man's head would come up to Ilos' shoulder. The dragon has green eyes, and sometimes at night, a symmetrical green pattern will glow upon his face, sides, wings, and tail. If he wishes, however, he can stay his usual midnight black color.
Dragon Personality: Ilos can be as foolish as a puppy or as protective and aggressive as a mother bear. It all depends upon his first impulses that come from sensing the person. With Vaylen, Ilos is kind of goofy, but not because he is stupid or trying to show off or make people laugh. He is simply excited. However, around threatening strangers, Ilos becomes very protective, narrowing his eyes and growling until they go away.
Bio: Vaylen was fortunate enough to have both his mother and his father alive and well when he grew up. He was supposed to have a younger brother, but he was stillborn. His parents treated him with loving care, and in return, he helped them keep the household running ever since he was able to fully function. At the age of six, he was helping his mother do the laundry. At eight, he was learning to cook. At ten, he was helping his father on the farm. At thirteen, he was splitting logs for their fireplace. At sixteen, he was rebuilding a shed that they had lost to a storm. All in all, Vaylen had quite the work ethic. The family was not wealthy, but they made enough to get all of the things they needed, so they were happy.
If there was one thing that Vaylen loved, though, it was music. He always loved to sing, and for his tenth birthday, his parents spent a big amount of their savings on a lute for him. He treasured this lute like it was his inheritance (it probably was), and he spent every minute of his free time playing this lute. As he became mature, his voice changed from childish to beautiful, and he began to play at the local tavern when he became 14. He had the entire building laughing, weeping, and singing along (sometimes all at the same time) every night that he played there, and he was able to bring in a considerable amount of silver coins. He gave this to his parents every night, for he still had to pay them back for giving him this great gift.
One day when he was 15, he went to play in the woods a mile away from his home. Sitting on a rock, he brought out his lute and began to sing some of his tunes. While some of them were old folk songs, others were his original compositions. As he played, he watched a massive shadow emerge from the trees and look at him. My god...that's a dragon. Vaylen didn't stop playing, though, for he didn't want to disrupt the dragon further. As he continued, the dragon sat down, watching him like a wolf. When he realized that he had to go back home, he ended his song and looked at the dragon. After an split second of eye contact with the green-eyed dragon, it let out a grunt and quickly escaped.
Vaylen was fascinated by the dragon, and every day after that, he came to the forest to play for it (which meant that he had to work even harder to finish his chores in time). He was never disappointed, for the dragon always came, and every day it inched closer. Every time that he would stop playing, the dragon would scamper off as if it had something important to do.
One day, as Vaylen was singing an old folk song in the Ancient Script, he went into a trance-like state where the music enveloped him. He didn't even notice it because it happened almost every time that he went into the forest to play. Finally, he realized that as he was singing it, he was singing every part of it in his head.
And someone else was providing a harmony.
He continued the song, and when he finished, surprise and shock hit him. Firstly, there was another voice that wasn't his own that was in his head. Secondly, the dragon was so close that Vaylen could reach out and touch it. Which was what he tried to do, his heart full of hope that finally this dragon would trust him.
Suddenly, the dragon growled, snapped at his hand, and ran away again, using its tail to knock Vaylen off of his rock. He wasn't injured by the dragon, for it had missed his hand, and the tail didn't hurt that much. However, he was very let down. Disheartened and disappointed he went home.
He didn't go to the forest the next day, for he had a lot of work to do. Also, he felt...ashamed for what had tried to do the previous day. What was I thinking...that dragon wasn't going to trust me. It doesn't even know me. Sighing, he went up on the roof of the house, for he had some holes to patch. Half an hour later, he stretched his aching back and lost his balance, causing him to fall backwards. He panicked, feeling his heart jump as he fell. Suddenly, a black blur grabbed him out of the air and tumbled gracefully on the ground. The same voice from before appeared in his head.
I have you, Drayhul Vishta.
Looking his savior in awe, Vaylen saw that it was the dragon from the woods. As the dragon released him, they both stood up. Vaylen at his tallest came up to the dragon's shoulder. I...I don't know what to say. Thank you, great Drayhul Alcov. I am in your debt He bowed to the dragon out of respect.
My pleasure, Vishta. I never showed my appreciation for the times that I heard your sweet voice and sweet lute sing. The dragon bowed in return. Suddenly, Vaylen saw how close the two of them were to each other. Once again, he could reach out and touch the dragon. This time, he raised his hand hesitantly and slowly moved it towards the dragon's nose. The dragon locked its eyes on him, and time seemed to stand still as Vaylen got closer and closer. Then, the dragon closed its eyes and moved forward so that Vaylen's hand was touching its nose. Vaylen opened his eyes and gasped. He could feel the vibrations of the dragon's breathing. It felt simply surreal. Then, the dragon moved forward again, shoving its head underneath Vaylen's arm.
I am Vaylen of the Rorrick bloodline. What should I call you, great Drayhul?
Ilos, my friend.
As Vaylen heard those three words echo in his head, he was in awe. A dragon, my friend? As he questioned his own consciousness if he was dreaming, Ilos nuzzled closer to his chest, knocking Vaylen playfully to the ground as the dragon snuggled its head into Vaylen's chest. He laughed, for the dragon had fallen to the ground itself and was rolling around on its back. It looked quite silly, but it probably looked terrifying to his parents who had just stepped out of the house in the commotion.
They were staring at the dragon in shock, so Vaylen quickly stood up, went to them, and explained everything. He told them of the visits to the forest, how Ilos saved him, and the fact that he was a dragon whisperer. After some negotiations, they allowed him to stay as a companion to Ilos.
Two years later, Vaylen became 17. He and Ilos had become closer than two peas in a pod, and the two of them had learned how to fly with one another. Vaylen even created a saddle for the high-speed flights so that he could stay on (they learned that after a particularly close call). They often went for flights at night, and their speeds were faster than any of the dragons from the other clans (thus is the nature of a Daertish dragon). Vaylen played at the tavern more than he had before, and eventually he had brought in a considerable sum of silver. After discussing it with his parents, he decided that him and Ilos were going to travel to the capital city of Daerta, among other side trips, in order for Vaylen to pursue his musical studies. They finally have enough money to make the trip.
Spoiler: M- Terra Darknight and EragonName:Terra Darknight
Age:17
Gender:Female
Clan: Daerta(thanks bro :3)
Appearance:
Spoiler: Terra
(She dosnt wear all those fancy clothing though) Terra stands at 5'5, and weighs 130 lb. She dosnt always wear cloths like this, sometimes she wears simple clothing like just a shirt tights and boots.
Personality:
Terra. When people here that name they think of fun, loveing, careing, bold, curagiouse girl. Terra loves to joke around and have fun, she's always having fun with her dragon, pranking people, hunting, helping someone out, or just chilling. At night is when Terra is the most active, she likes to hide in the dark and sneak around with her dragon hideing behind a tree branch. Her and her dragon have a close bond so its almost impossiable to seperate them, they do almost everything together.
Dragon Name:Eragon
Dragon Type: Daerta
Dragon Appearance:
Spoiler: Eragon
(Dont mind the house and sorry i couldnt find a opic that satisfyed me with the girl and dragon.)
Dragon Personality: Faithfull to his partner Terra and loyal, this dragon has two sides to him. He can be a playfull thing when it comes to the non-seriouse things, he likes to hide behind small things but usually hides behind terra. He can be really silly at times and jokes around with Terra. This side of him is seen all the time! This side of him is down right seriouse. When it comes to fighting he gose straight for his target, no backing down at all. Some people in that past made the mistake of hurting Tera and messing with her, and as her dragon he swore to protect her, he left the people terriably hurt with deep wounds. But this side is rare. Overall Eragon is a fun loveing dragon.
Bio: Now the beginning of Terra's life wasnt all that easy, she worked on a farm careing for all the animals. Her mother had passed away when she was five wich was hard for her father and her but they learned to move on with their lifes but they never forgot to think about her. Terra always had the hard jobs since she wanted to help her father so much, she was always glad to take on the work her father gave her, she saw it as a challenge that helped her get better with life, physically and mentally. Terra had always beeen fasinated with dragons espically the type of dragons that hid in the night sky.
Seconds passed into minutes, minutes passed into hours, and soon enough she was now tweleve years old. Terra was walking through the forest with her bow, she had been hunting for dinner since her father had been wounded pretty badly. She passed through a tunnel of trees when she came a deer who was standing about seventeen feet away from her, she aimed her bow and arrow, pulling the arrow back far when the deer bolted off. Of course her instinct was to fallow it so she ran after the deer in attempt to catch it. She stumbled a few times running but quickly straightend herself. Terra had not been watching were she was going when she tripped over something hard and midnight black, she fell face first into the ground rolling into a tree. She was dizzy as she looked at the figure laying on the ground, as she layed upside down. She blinked and sat up rubbing her eyes, the thing got up spreading its long wings, thats when she had realized she had tripped over a small daerta. She crawled over to the small dragon. I'm sorry little guy! she sat infront of the male dragon. *It's ok i wasnt suppose to be sleeping anyways....* He yawned. Terra froze. Wait.... did you ...just speak to me... She looked at him stunned.*woah... you can hear me! Cool! I'm Eragon!* Terra only laughed.*It's nice to meet you Eragon, my names Terra!* she held out her hand to him.*Dosnt look like you got a home...* Eragon nodded and put his claws on her soft hand.*Mother died....* Terra sighed.*I know the feeling....hey... why dont you come live with me?* Eragon blinked then jumped on her tackling her.*OK!*. That night a new bond was born between the two. She eventually brang Eragon home after they talked. Her father was surprised but also impressed his daughter had brought home a new freind, a dragon freind.
Over the next few years Eragon and Terra spent every spareing moment with eachother and soon the connection between eachother became strong. Eragon helped during those years with the farm and all, soon when Terra turned fourteen he had grown in size and soon surpassed the roof of the house. Terra had also grown four or five inches aswell. For Terra's birthday Eragon had somehow made her a crystal necklace (wich her dad helped him with) to show how much he cared about. People had thought it was weird when a girl walked through town with a daerta trailing behind her. When boys tried hitting on her Eragon always put a wing between the two, it only made Terra laugh. She never really had a love intrest but that wouldnt stop her from finding someone she liked.
It was now five years since Terra had found little Eragon in the forest, now he way surppased the house in growth. Terra grew older now standing at 5'5. She and Eragon's bond grew even stronger as time passed. Eragon always watches over Terra as she dose her task, but in the nightime it was just her and him in the sky at midnight. They zoomed through the night catching some air ad they traveled around haveing there own little adventures. Sometimes they do spirals, fly upside down, fly straight down, skydive, and much much more. So many things happen on their adventures like fires, another dragon rider, near death experiences, just so many you would have to be there to see all the actions.
Lireh:
Spoiler: Ushima- Jak Enders and RagnokName: Jak Enders
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Clan: Lireh
Appearance:
Jak
Personality: Jak is generally relaxed and easy going. Nothing usually gets to him. He handles stress well and when faced with adversity its handled quickly and effeciently. But when threatened that's when the blades come out. He is fiercely loyal to those he made the effort to get to know and care about. He setests being bored and taleks any opportunity to escpe his confines and adventure.
Dragon Name: Ragnok
Dragon Type: Feras
Dragon Appearance:
Ragnok
Dragon Personality: Ragnok has a sense of honor. And seeing as he feels he lost his honor he's itching to get it back and that means fighting anything worthy enough, though Jak usually talks him out of most. Ragnok cares deeply about his human companion and a few others who have earned his admiration and all others he could care less about.
Bio: Growing up in the palace of the Lireh was boring. There was so many rules he had to follow. If he had known being prince would be this dreadful he'd have....done nothing. There was nothing he could do about his life but to make the best of it. Boredom he'd have to deal with. "My lord your lesson is about to start."
"Thank you." Jak thanked the servant and then left his room. Wandering the halls he eyes several tapestries and armor stands that lined the hall. Soon enough he entered the courtyard where the Captain of the palace guard was waiting.
"Ah Prince Jak. On time." Jak's demenor shifted from borend to excited. If it's one thing he loved it was combat. "Draw your sword. The two sparred, the sound of metal on metal rang out through the courtyard. Several people watched them. By the end of it Jak was sweating, having worked himself hard, trying to push past his limits. "By the gods."
That got Jak's attention. Looking where the captain was his eyes widened in amazement. There were two dragons flying in the distance. "That's amazing. I want to go see them up close."
"Sorry my lord. But that's to dangerous." The captain said. "Besides its time for your next lesson."
~
Later that night he was sneaking through the halls. To dangerous they say. That's the whole reason he wanted to go. He was tired of lessons and routine. It was time for adventure. Now he just had to make it to the end of the hall where he can sneak out the window and land on the stable roof. "Crap. Patrol." Jak ducked behind a suit of armor and waited until the two guards passed. They did and he moved quickly to the window, landing on the roof. The horses inside let out a whine of surprise but otherwise made no noise. And once he was through the gate he was free.
"Ok they were flying over here somewhere." Jak was wandering the forest looking for any sign of the dragons from earlier. He wanted to see a dragon up close, something he's wanted to do practically forever. A low rumble shook the forest. He took a few more steps before a jet of fire lit up the surrounding forest. Jak stumbled back in surprise.
"Do not be affraid little one." The voice said into his mind.
"You just." Jak quickly gathered materials for a fire and when done the dragon lit it, allowing him to see. "Ok now lets get a look at you." The dragon was huge and red. There was a large gash in the dragon's side. "What happened?" Jak inspected the wound, getting blood on his hands.
"Aan Ah. Rok Lost Bruniik.""Krosis. I'm sorry. There was a hunter. He was savage. The man who killed my mate and hatchlings."
"I'm sorry for you lost." Jak looked over the wound. "We need to get that fixed."
"You have Ahkrin, courage, little one." The dragon let out a grumble of gratitude. "To heal one that could easily make a meal of you."
"Yeah well." Jak remembered back to his alchemy lessons and quickly gathered the required materials he'd need. "Ok this might sting a little."
"Who are you hatchling, before we go any further." The dragon asked.
"Jak. Prince of the Lireh clan." Jak bowed to the dragon, showing it respect. "And you?"
"Ragnok. Dova of Yol." Ragnol let out a ball of fire.
~
After that night Ragnok stayed with Jak, bound by honor and friendship. Over the next two years Ragnok taught Jak many things. And when the day came when Jak finally lost it and threw a fit Ragnok suggested Jak travel the world, experience what it had to offer. The king agreed with Ragnok's council. Hoping that once out in the world Jak would calm down. It wasn't long before Jak was packed on flying off. Ragnok took Jak to a dragon burial site. The he took materials to make weapons. "You are Dova Fahdon. The honor is yours." Jak made a shield, a sword and a greatsword. With these tools the two began their real quest. To find the man who took Ragnok's honor and get it back.
Spoiler: Fox Xalian- Chanel Starseer and AdralianaName: Chanel Starseer
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Clan: Lireh
Appearance:Spoiler:
Personality: Friendly, straight to the point, flirty
Dragon Name: Adraliana, known simply as Adra
Dragon Type: Lireh
Dragon Appearance:Spoiler:
Dragon Personality: Friendly, social, serious
Bio: Chanel is the daughter of a couple of semi-famous elven nobels. Hermother is a well known elf huntress and scout and her other mother is a well know blood and rune mage. She was concieved when both her mothers combined thier blood to make her. The mage fell pregnant and, a fewmonths later, had her. It was always known she wasdifferent considering everything, and her training reflected that. She was adept at magic, sword fighting and archery. But where she really excelled was conjuration, runes and blood magic. She focused mainly on her runes and conjuration.
When she was 11 she went to the hatching grounds when a small clutch of eggs where hatching. Standing in the line with her fellow prospects she watched as the dragons walked up to them after hatching. Three of her companions died when the dragons rejected them. But one, a small white dragon, came up to her. This was her dragon, this was when she met and bonded with the dragon she named Adra. Her dragon's real name is currently unknown.
The Mentor:
Spoiler: StormWolf- Artur Taenyrlon and SheshaName: Artur Taenyrlon
Age: Fifty-seven
Gender: male
Clan: Trastol
Appearance: Ser Artur Taenyrlon is a well-traveled and weather-worn man, and it shows. His once-lustrous mane of ebon hair has been graying for years, patches of snowy white showing at his temples and beard and spottily through the rest of his hair. Artur has fair skin, though it is slightly bronzed and leathery from years of harsh winds and cruel elements, deep lines mark his stony face and a scar disfigures the right side of his face. If one were to look in to Artur's dark blue eyes, they would see a jadedness that could only be formed by seeing the unimaginable horrors of this world, and possibly beyond. For a man of his age, Artur is superbly fit, able to best men half his age in tests of strength and speed, even with an old wound that haunts him to this day. Standing at a solid six feet with shoulders broad as an axe handle is long, his body is solid as stone to the touch. While not overly bulky, Artur maintains a powerful and lean figure where most men his age have started to surrender to time.
Personality: Artur seems a man neigh unapproachable at a first glance. Those piercing eyes and the deep scar and stoic demeanor to the point of harshness make him a very hard individual to approach. Without taking in to account the various titles and honors to his name, the dozens of songs and tales surrounding the man make him something of a legend. For this, he lives mostly in solitude, because for all he has done, it weighs heavy on his heart. Beneath his stony exterior, Artur is a man of labyrinthine complexity. His entire life he has studied the cultures of the various clans and their military prowess, he has practiced all manner of combat and philosophy and the arcane sciences of the world. In his life, he has seen things that could break hearts, wills, and minds of others - many of those things he witnessed he was also committed in the name of Clan and country. Artur's exile is self-imposed to keep away from the world and its present violence, keeping with one of his many Oaths. He has remained non-violent for a decade and a half, now.
Dragon Name: Shesha
Dragon Type: Trastol
Dragon Appearance: Shesha is a majestic creature with scales like emeralds. Her serpentine body, while rippling with powerful muscle of a master predator, has a tell-tale female flow to her body per her species.
Dragon Personality: Shesha is very matriarchal in her attitude. She is slow to anger, patient and wise in her approach to all things. She feels Artur's pain and shares it. It saddens her to see the once proud Artur Taenyrlon, 'the Allsalyer', has become a meek and humble hermit. She tirelessly encourages him to fight, but Artur stays by his Oaths, as he always has. Shesha is, however, proud of Artur making the best of his exile and amnesty from death dealing to teach the next generation of Drayhul Vishta. When angered, Shesha is a hellion beyond compare, her fury able to make the earth itself tremble.
Bio: Artur has been studying the arts of way ever since he was a small child, starting with simple sword and staff forms with his 'family'. He grew up in a barracks, his mother and father both soldiers in the military, and he was subject to military discipline his entire life. He was taught focus before all things. He was to make his mind like a lake in the morning, serene and peaceful even in the harshest of surroundings. With that focus, Artur was told he could achieve anything. It was only after he found Shesha would he understand how true that was.
Artur found Shesha when he was performing his Rite of Passage, becoming a man at the age of thirteen. Shesha was trapped by a great contraption of a snare set by dragonslayers and master hunters. Artur confronted the trappers, resulting in a fight that bloodied Artur's hands for the first time. Drawing his sword from the still chest of the last dragonslayer, Artur cut the chords of the trap. The dragon did not immediately fly away, but it stayed and studied the young man just as he studied it. It was common for many who braved the Rite so young to not return, and Artur's days in the wilderness with the dragon quickly turned to months. The dragon and the young boy bonded first as man and beast, but eventually Artur started to hear whispers in the back of his mind, like the dream of a dream. Slowly, the dream grew louder in Artur's mind, the beautiful voice of a woman echoing in his thoughts.
You truly are a brave soul, Artur Taenyrlon. I am Shesha, the voice finally said, and Artur discovered that he was able to speak back to the dragon through the bond that had formed between their minds. Shesha pressed her emerald snout to Artur's hand, and he felt the power that flowed through the creature. Returning back to the Trastol capitol with his dragon, Artur revealed his connection to their leading caste. He was then placed in a new series of trials, firstly to prove that he truly was who he claimed to be, then his connection to Shesha. The Trials were of body, mind, and spirit for both man and dragon, but through their connection of minds, they succeeded. Artur was hailed as a hero of his people, a Drayhul Vishta.
Artur continued his training in the martial arts, as well as his newfound proficiency in the mysterious and mystical power of Ktor. Endless were his tutors and sleepless were his nights, but his strength was that of Shesha's, and hers was his. They were becoming one mind and one will throughout their burdens, and through their bond they grew stronger. At the age of eighteen, after years of ceaseless training, he was ready to enter in to the conflict that consumed to world, to defend Tristol from the other Clans should the need arise.
Ser Artur, long since knighted by the leadership of Tristol, served with great distinction in many conflicts. He had killed many with steel, Ktor, and the power of his dragon. While other Vishtar fell in to the annuls of the slain, Artur continued to serve. One particular conflict defined Artur Taenyrlon more than any other. It was a war between Tristol and Waresh, a terrible conflict that claimed the lives of thousands. The two Waresh warlords behind the conflict were indiscriminate in who their violence touched; farmsteads burned and cities crumbled. The Waresh Warlords were Drayhul Vishta themselves, with several other Whisperers under his command. They terrorized the borders of Tristol and razed crops to the ground, hoping to starve the nation out. Tristol's defenses were faltering under the lightning-strike attacks of the Waresh, so Artur and Shesha set out to combat the Waresh and their Whisperers.
The Battle of Callodan Fields, the battle that ended the Waresh invasion and immortalized Artur in not only Tristol's history, but all of the Clans. Artur and Shesha met the Waresh horde at the rolling fields of Callodan, not a settlement close enough to be harmed for miles. The Waresh warlords had ten Drayhul Vishta in their ranks, along with an army of twenty thousand strong. Ser Artur, leading Tristol's defenses at Callodan, had two Vishta comrades of his own and an army of ten thousand. It was a suicide mission, simply meant to hold the Waresh at bay long enough for the rest of Tristol to muster her defenses. The battle raged and the defenders of Tristol, driven by the insane bravado of the defender and the fear of avoiding death, fought like they never had before. Artur flew overhead, fighting the enemy Vishta with his own Whisperers, Shesha's control of the earth making the plains roil and crumble beneath the feet of the Waresh soldiers. Artur's sword and Ktor cut deeply in to the enemy Vishta, doing terrible things to their bodies and minds, their horrible screams filling the skies.
Artur's own comrades fell and his army dwindled against the pressure of the Waresh horde; hope was dwindling. In a last ditch attempt, Artur attacked the warlords directly. Their dragons were slain, but Shesha was wounded deeply in the clash. With all three Whisperers cast to the blood-soaked ground, Artur Danced the Blades with the Waresh lords; two on one. Steel and Ktor clashed on the field, setting the ground aflame. Wounds were exchanged and Artur suffered greatly, but so did his opponents. To defeat them, Artur was forced to utilize the last sword form that any master blades dared to learn or practice - Sheath thy Sword, it is called. Such a form required Artur to let his enemies sheath their swords in his flesh, and with them trapped, Artur slew the two warlords.
With their leaders dead, the Waresh horde began to falter. It was Artur and Shesha that broke their bodies and their spirit. Clinging to life with the flow of Ktor, Artur and Shesha swept over the plains of Callodan, and not a single Waresh made it back home alive. For three days the infuriated Artur hunted them and slaughtered them. Though he was hailed as a hero in Tristol, the gravity of what he did to break Waresh's spirit weighed heavily on Artur's heart. After that battle, Artur was dubbed the High Battlemaster of Tristol, given a Ktor-forged bastard sword as his weapon and his badge of office. On top of that, Artur was also named Ktor Master, given a personalized Focus, a cane crafted after Shesha's claw. Even with his high offices and honors, Artur was left scarred deeper than the flesh at that battle. He saw how greatly her served Death, and he was disgusted with himself. Artur had become a reaver and a slayer and he was being venerated for it, not because he defended Tristol from an invader.
Half a decade in office left Artur feeling hollow, and Shesha felt her Whisperer's pain. One night, Artur and Shesha vanished, spirited away to somewhere hidden from the rest of the world. From his sanctuary, Artur watched the world change around him, and used his mastery over Ktor to watch the next generation of Whisperers rise like the dawn, but he also watched the ever-growing shadows the light of the dawn brought.
Spoiler: Weapons
Ktor-forged sword - Oathkeeper
Ra'Ktor Cane
lol i love Cry)
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