Ok i removed the post battle scene - here it is if others want to use snippets. V you can use whateever section down here you want to be my contribution - feel free to post on my behalf<br/><br/>DN replied he is too busy to see to this thread so phps we may want to open it for another - V's call<br/>either way happy as things go but another could be interested in assumings DN's position either with his c haracter or another..<br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=8726">Quote from: Kate on 20-03-2012, 04:01:18</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The moment a raw ray of sun struck the opposite mountain top both of the creatures in dragon form<br/>leaped at each other to clash with enormous momentum. Nothing graceful existed about it. It was a <br/>like two environmental disasters colliding head on. The roars were deafening, more than any thunder<br/>could manage. So sharp, the sound having a bite that shook everyone to the bone more than gunshots<br/>could ever do.<br/><br/><div align="center">(http://mythologyandlegends.webs.com/photos/Mythological/3d_-_battle_dragon-1.jpg)</div><br/>Even from a distance the creatures dominated the sky, How large these reptiles were was staggering.<br/>But despite their size their rear talons, and front claws as well as their own jaws lashed at each other<br/>as fast as the lightning strikes that highlighted the scene from clouds that soon coalesced about the <br/>magical confrontation.<br/><br/>Soon both were entangled and flapping furiously to gain altitude, so far became mere specs then disappeared<br/>in clouds in the sky which occasionally bloomed flashes of light for reasons that any watching on the ground<br/>could only guess at. So many flashes counting them didn't make sense.<br/><br/>Roars were still loud even from such a distance and then without warning both of them plummeted to the ground, neither trying to slow the decent as both giants flew headlong into the  valley below.. as their forms became close one could see both writhing furiously trying to get the other positioned below them to take the full impact. Although both would be horribly wounded, it seemed a matter of which would be wounded more... <br/><br/>They were falling far too quickly now for any flapping of wings to prevent it, a fact which made<br/>Roseanna shiver "I wish I stayed in the study, why I came I don't know..." and looked away.<br/><br/>The favored position of being on top of before the inevitable collision occurred exchanged so quickly<br/>as the surface neared it was impossible to know which would succeed and in a thunderous boom and <br/>blossoming of earth, none could. Minutes past as gasping dominated the spectators to be followed by silence.<br/>Finally a human form, barely visible crawled out of the crater that the impact created, long after<br/>the dust had settled.<br/><br/>So covered in blood and earth knowing which was impossible, the form seemed close to death<br/>and with footsteps sickeningly to stare at, made its way to the chair, which it fell into<br/>ungraciously, not seemingly to adopt a throne or even realising what it was, <br/>but simply because it was the closest object nearby to rest its exhausted form.<br/><br/>It then it sat silently with eyes closed as a while luminescence slowly surrounded it.<br/><br/>As it did blood stains drained away while slivers of ghostly light moved from the center of the <br/>to be absorbed by the victors aura.<br/><br/>"The dragon soul that perished adds to the victor's thus ensuring the magic of their blood is retained in balance.<br/>This keeps their presence always balanced. Its distribution however changes through the ages. The soul will fraction off if the victor has a linage, but until that happens it will possess the power of both." One servant explained to the heros who seemed more than confused by the event.<br/><br/>Somehow the dragon-robe-cape appeared on the victor's person, and within moments later the figure stood,<br/>his eyes more aware of its surroundings, dignified, centered. Bathed in light.<br/><br/>"Lord Arex is the victor ! " A nameless soul yelled nearby.<br/><br/>Then a gong was struck, echo'ing the fact down the valley's mountains.<br/><br/>"He won ?" Roseanna looked about in shocked "Surely not, don't trick us so ! It can't be<br/>he was fighting the most ancient of them !"<br/><br/>"Indeed he has my lady. He is the Empower of Elders, High Lord, High King" A servant clarified.<br/>"The dispute is resolved. Leadership issues have been finalized"<br/><br/>"Does he need healing ? Does the looser need ... "<br/><br/>"Neither my lady" One elder corrected. "Only a husk remains of the one that didn't win, the successor<br/>has a strength and power that ensures he is in perfect health and clarity of mind. His memories would be restored,<br/>and he also will have the thoughts and passion of Karises, There is no need to morn who that has gone, their soul and passion exists in what does live. Such is the way of dragon souls, they are eternal, stay eternal, their knowledge their power never dies and always exists on this world. Better now for their power is more whole for not being spit in principals in perspective and values. Now you understand why it was necessary. One does need to see it to fathom its sense." <br/><br/>The elder then turned about to the throne and started a chanting which the other elders adopted in unision.<br/><br/>".... Long live the High King Arex !!! .. Long live the Emperor !"<br/><br/>A minute later the gong sounded again and the elders fell silent, its haunting sound echo'ing of the mountains almost endlessly. Servants then rushed to the throne to lift it on their shoulders and haul it to the mountain top that all others had gathered.<br/><br/>All elders kneeled, and despite confusion, as if physically compelled the heros did also.<br/><br/>"High king of the Elders, Rightful Emperor, Tell us what is your first command. What would you have us do my Lord, My liege, our liege." <br/><br/>One elder spokeswoman, drapped in robes of gold was the only one which stood from the kneeing position her words proud, ceremonially representing all others, an ancient sentence first spoken countless eons ago.<br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>