War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu & Ryieahna]
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				Title: <strong>War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>18-04-2009, 03:28:15</strong>
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				Ashnard looked out over the battlefield the smoke and fire assaulted his nostrils with their acrid scents. Holding a hand up he spotted the old stone fort below. The sands had it under control and the barbarians had the western wall besieged. The fort was placed on a plateau overlooking the desert sands. It was some ancient fortification devised by the ancients. The foot soldiers were doing their work on the ground and large siege engines wheeled up to the walls. <br><br>The Sky People were holding off the the barbarians and the hitting the sands. Being a Lord-Captain he had to lead the dragoons into combat. He looked at his dragon Fenris. A smallish young dragon. His triple horned tail lashed the earth. He had an elegance about him not common to the plain dragons. He was drastic shades of black and crimson red. He scratched around nervously. "I know, I know..." Ashnard said petting the dragons neck. <br><br>Ashnard himself was tall and then with raptor-like eyes, brownish-green in nature. His hair was short like the military without being crew-cut, sandy blond in hue. He had a long scar along the right side of his face bisecting his eyebrow and eyelid. He also had a large burn from Fenris's baby problems. Otherwise he had a runner's physique. His armor was leather inlaid with metal plates. He had leather armor but his boots, gauntlets, and chest piece were protected by a sheet of metal. <br><br>Brandishing his spear, a weapon two feet taller than his six. A polished hardwood shaft and a long bladed tip and metal end cap on the other end for bashing. Most people would call it a small halberd. Hoisting himself into the hard leather saddle of his dragon he nudged the dragon on and took off. Holding his spear overhead the rest of the dragons shot into the air ready to provide and take this crucial point in the war. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>18-04-2009, 05:39:17</strong>
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				Sanuye, the second child and first daughter of the High Cheif of the tribes, watched the scrambling auras of the desert people as they tried to stop her seige.&nbsp; Things would be going well, if not for those pesky bird-men interfering.&nbsp; The latest reports said that the man seeming to be their Warlord had taken to the skies.&nbsp; <br><br>She took a moment to asses her surroundings.&nbsp; It sounded as if her men were doing well with the wall.&nbsp; She could smell the burning rocks of the wall and hear the frantic commands of the desert men as hers grew closer to breaching.&nbsp; <br><br>Her dragon, Jabel, nudged her shoulder impatiently.&nbsp; The dragon was a pale icy blue color, like the color of frost on a freshwater stream, with gray ridges down her back, and strange yellow eyes.&nbsp; However, when Jabel released her flame, it wasn't the icy chill you would have expected.&nbsp; Her fire faded from blue to nearly invisible, melting even the largest rock.&nbsp; She reached up and wrapped her arm around the dragon's head in a hug.&nbsp; "Soon girl, soon."<br><br>Sanuye was equal in height to the high point of a small yak.&nbsp; Her copper hair was cut close to her head, so it didn't blow in her face while she was flying.&nbsp; Her eyes were a gray blue, but they were clouded with the blessing of the spirits.&nbsp; She was unable to see as most people.&nbsp; When she was born the spirits had blessed her with the ability to see the aura of living things, but as with all gifts from the spirits, one must give something in return.&nbsp; The price she paid was the ability to see the world.&nbsp; Here on the front, her attire was different from the custom furs of her tribe.&nbsp; She wore a thin shirt to combat the heat.&nbsp; Over it a heavy leather vest, and leather gloves reaching up over her elbows.&nbsp; She wore leather leggings and boots that pulled up over her knees.&nbsp; Each piece of armor was a sign of her strength, for she had killed each animal and skinned it herself.&nbsp; The only mark of her rank she wore here was the band of fur around her right upper arm, with three feathers attached.&nbsp; One for her family, one for the spirits, and one to show that she was leader of this army in the name of the High Chief. <br><br>Her weapon was a large two sided battle axe inscribed with blessings of the spirits.&nbsp; It was currently in a holster on her back, it seemed inconvienent to the inexperienced, but she could draw it fast enough.&nbsp; She put her hand on Jabel's&nbsp; chest and followed the body of the dragon around to the saddle. She began to check the multiple girths and tighten them where needed.&nbsp; Jabel growled with anticipation.&nbsp; "Soon."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>18-04-2009, 15:15:14</strong>
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				Ashnard nudged Fenris's sides and he dove straight for the fortress and the Sand's dragons, who were playing defensively, fifty screaming dragoons with spears and full battle armor descended upon the fortress their dragons spewing fire. The Sands lighter dragons hit theirs and the sky looked like a hornets nest that had been hit with a stick. Fenris grabbed one of the slightly smaller dragon and bit into his neck spewing fire into the wound and killing the creature instantly. The Lord-Captain's dragon had been expertly trained after all. Standing up on Fenris's back as he regained his glide, Ashnard jumped from the dragon to a Sand's bellow. Hitting him with the butt end of his spear he kicked him from his mount and jumped off again. <br><br>Fenris caught him by his arm with one claw. Swooping in the dragon dropped him on the ramparts of the fortress before blasting the area ahead with a black-green flame. Two must work in tandem and a fear of heights is a career-ending one. The tan desert men fell before his spear as his dragon worked to wipe out the men with the arrow-throwers. When he was done Fenris flew in low and Ashnard rejoined him with several new nicks in his armor. The tip of his spear bloody. They were going to take the fortress it was only a matter of time. The black and crimson dragon flew off as the Sand's defensed fell and the Sky Kingdom troops stormed the bunker fighting the foot-bound barbarians as well. <br><br>He swooped off with twenty-five of his command and went to fight the Barbarians besieging the fortress it had been beneficial earlier but now they had to be stopped or the fortress would lose it's value to his troops. Unfortunately the sun was setting and they were flying into the west so they ahd to fly in a large exaggerated curve to stop the sun from blinding them. Anyone knew to fly with the sun on your side. They could always hoped to flank. "Archers!" Ashnard yelled and tend of the men pulled out composite bows and nocked their arrows. A few quick passes on the perimeter of their defense and then they would start in earnest. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>18-04-2009, 18:32:03</strong>
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				The fires of the air people tainted the air with the smell of burning flesh.&nbsp; At least the air people were playing into her hands.&nbsp; If they took out the quicker desert dragons, she didn't have to worry about the speed disadvantage when it would come to a sky battle with them.&nbsp; Granted the air dragons were still slightly faster, but not so much as for it to be a great problem for her riders.<br><br>"Warchief."&nbsp; She finished tightening the last girth and turned to see the aura of the man who was talking.&nbsp; It was a bright orange color, with a tinge of the dark red that was associated with chiefs.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes Chief Moulu?"&nbsp; Orange was the color of the Rolack tribe from about midway down the tallest mountain.<br><br>"The sky people have turned their attentions to us."<br><br>She nodded.&nbsp; "Your men and Chief Zanu's continue to break the wall, alert the rest to counterattack the bird-men."<br><br>"Yes Warchief."&nbsp; The man rushed off to alert the men.&nbsp; <br><br>After a minute she could hear the men falling in behind her.&nbsp; Five tribes of their finest warriors totalled to about seventy footmen and fifteen riders to battle the birdmen.&nbsp; Moulu's and Zanus men had about ten dragons and thirty soldiers holding the seige on the wall.&nbsp; She wasn't worried about that though.&nbsp; <br><br>Sanuye followed the line of the saddle with her hand until she found the stirrup.&nbsp; She guided her foot in then reached up to the ridges on Jabel's back and pulled herself ontop of the dragon.&nbsp; She loosed her axe and rose it into the air, raising the cry of her people.&nbsp; Jabel lurched excitedly into the sky with the other dragons and her men rushed forward to the air tribes in a clamor of yells.&nbsp; <br><br>Jabel beat her mighty wings and flew towards the air people.&nbsp; She listend as the foot men met theirs with a clash of screams and the metal of their swords hitting their armor.&nbsp; <br><br>The same may not have been true with her men, but one of the reasons that made Jabel and Sanuye such a deadly combination was that she didn't have to see you to kill you.&nbsp; Dragons were not quiet things, with every beat of their wings to keep them aloft they gave away their location mapping out the sky.&nbsp; Admittedly the auras helped in identifying which men were hers and which were enemies.&nbsp; <br><br>They flew into battle perpendicular to the setting sun cutting off the middle of the arc the bird-men had to make to launch their attack on the fortress.&nbsp; Her and Jabel turned towards the sun flaking the front of the arc.&nbsp; "Alright Girl, lets get them."&nbsp; She flew above and behind the first dragon she came to, it's aura a strange blood red.&nbsp; She raised her axe and let loose the scream that cued Jabel into the dive.&nbsp; She felt her dragon's stomach heave as the blue-hot flame spilled from her jaws scorching the side of the dragon.&nbsp; When they came in closer Sanuye reached out her axe, beheading the man mounting the wounded dragon, while Jabel wrapped her massive jaws around the dragon's neck, snapping it in half.&nbsp; The pair fell from the sky silently landing with a crash on the land battle below as Sanuye turned Jabel towards the beating of her next victim.<br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>18-04-2009, 19:16:42</strong>
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				The young lord-captain saw his point man go down in the icy dragons grasp and he rose to intercept the aggressor. Whoever it was he or she flew into the sun with no problem. Must have a shade or something. He quickly said as Fenris reached her proximity. The female dragon was bigger than his own but Fenris could hold his own. Putting on a last spurt of speed the smaller dragon reared his head back and black-green flame issued forth trying to coat the other. Ashnard held his spear underhand and moved to jump on her dragon.<br><br>A dragoon was any mounted unit in the Sky People army. This risky aerial move was commonplace. They were all viewed as reckless madmen. Fenris grasped claws with the other dragon and hit tail lashed around. Not that hers wouldn't hurt but his was used to pierce not bash making three deep wounds. Fenris struck back like a scorpion stabbing it's prey. Bringing his head back he began to breath fire into the opponents face. <br><br>Holding the reigns Ashnard stood balancing on the dragon. Fenris managed not to flip over holding them up like the necks of swans as they tried to slash at each other. The rest of the battle was lost on him. It was this one opponent and nothing else. 
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				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>18-04-2009, 20:04:47</strong>
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				The auras currently attacking her were strong, and outlined with the tint of a leader.&nbsp; A bright red aura surrounded the dragon, and a strange bluish black one surrounded the man.&nbsp; Jabel and the dragon were staying upright.&nbsp; Sanuye put her hand on Jabel's back and loosed her feet from the stirrups climbing on the neck of the dragon.&nbsp; She kept her balance well, this technique being something only the most elite of her riders would attempt.&nbsp; She reached Jabel's head and jumped on to the back of the enemies dragon.&nbsp; It was smaller than Jabel, without the ridges to help so she sort of slid down the neck towards her opponent, but she was ready.&nbsp; She swung the axe at the base of his aura, for his legs.&nbsp; She hoped at least.&nbsp; She heard her axe connct with metal and it bounced back a bit.&nbsp; she hdn't punctured but she had also heard something under the metal crack at the impact.
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				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>18-04-2009, 20:49:34</strong>
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				Ashnard winced and yelled as her axe broke his leg. He couldn't support it so he slid back in the saddle and rammed his spear between her legs using the shaft as a lever he moved her off his dragon. Her's would have to disengage if she wanted to catch her master. Fenris blasted the other dragon with flame one more time before breaking off and flying a circle away for the second charge. "Barbarian bitch..." he muttered cradling his leg. It felt like a clean break and he would have to splint it but he could tell it was horribly mangled. <br><br>Fenris dove after the other dragon in an attempt to stop the great beast from reclaiming its master. However, the Sands weren't done yet. The second wave of their dragons joined the barbarian-Sky engagement and swarmed over the field. There weren't a lot of them but they were dropping grenades. A pot filled with some black sand and a candle wick. It exploded and the damn bastard carried sacks of them. <br><br>Fenris was forced to call off his dive after the bombardment. The battle was slipping back into it's three-front tactics just like nothing had happened. Ashnard hit the saddle in frustration as Fenris snorted his displeasure. He had to regroup do something. It was what to do that eluded him. His men engaged the smaller dragons. The foot soldiers were joined by the Sands and another bout of violence gushed forth.
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				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>18-04-2009, 21:13:28</strong>
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				Jabel, had after all, been trained in the same moves that Sanuye would use.&nbsp; So she was prepared for the dive as soon as Sanuye had jumped onto the other dragon.&nbsp; Sanuye judged the distance to the ground by the sounds of the battle below, and the distance of her from Jabel from the battle above.&nbsp; As soon as she had fallen she had let loose a shrill whistle to signal Jabel that she was falling.&nbsp; The dragon would then disengage and dive to catch her, hopefully.&nbsp; The battle below seemed to be drawing awfully close.&nbsp; She could smell the black sand of the desert rats as they launched an aerial attack.&nbsp; She heard Jabel's roar of rage as she dived for Sanuye then felt the wind from the upbeat of her wings, meaning she had managed to escape.&nbsp; Thank the spirits for small diversions.&nbsp; She landed hard on Jabel's back and righted herself with a groan.&nbsp; She had managed to hold onto her battle axe during the fall, but she put it back in the holster on her back and flew to check on the ground troops and wall men.&nbsp; <br><br>Things were going well at the wall, the sand-rats effectively distracted by the bird-men as she had hoped.&nbsp; She pulled a battle horn from the pouch at her side and blew, it's clear call ringing out into the surrounding country side.&nbsp; This was the signal for the tribe's riders to join the battle.&nbsp; She had wisely kept her most elite riders for later, though her younger recruits weren't doing bad either.&nbsp; They had only lost one rider today.&nbsp; That she knew of.&nbsp; The great dragons of the tribes approached from behind the fortress as if they were flying out of the sun, to join the battle.&nbsp; <br><br>Sanuye reigned Jabel around, looking again for the red and blue aura of her previous enemy. When she spotted it, the auras from the desert people darted above it, she herd periodic bursts which she suspected where the grenades.&nbsp; She aimed Jabel for the desert people above the bird-man.&nbsp; As she approached them Jabel let loose her flame in a wide arc across the sand-rat's dragons.&nbsp; The heat from the flame made their dragon's wings shrivel and the smaller dragons began to fall, screeching for control over their wings.&nbsp; Sanuye resettled her feet in the stirrups as Jabel twisted to avoid the falling dragons that were still trying to attack her as they fell.
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				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>18-04-2009, 21:47:08</strong>
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				Ashnard saw the move to avoid the falling dragon, no matter how hard the dragon tried she would be vulnerable to his attack. Fenris swooped in and latching do again sinking his teeth into the dragon's shoulder. His tail wrapped around the dragons waist trying to hold the other in place while it clamped on. Flapping his wings to hold them both up. Ashnard jumped up and used the ridges on his dragon's head to propel his half-crippled body over the small gap to her dragon. He brought his spear around and attempted to smash it into the arm of his adversary. Most people would find fighting on dragons to be arduous and insane but people like him and his opponent it was bread and butter. Striking out even before his other blow was complete he lashed out with a foot to kick her. The Sky Legions were trained well. There education was regiment as opposed to the family-based barbarians or the apprenticeships of the Sands. He yelled out as he forgot his leg was broken but adrenaline kept him from falling before he could regain his balance. 
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				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>18-04-2009, 22:05:25</strong>
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				Sanuye laughed, as the kick connected with her side, this was fun.&nbsp; "Hello bird-man!"&nbsp; She shouted with a smirk.&nbsp; Jabel roared as if in agreement with her rider.&nbsp; "It is a fair day that the spirits have challenged me with you!"&nbsp; She pulled her axe back out of its holster using the momentum from the draw to swing at the man perched on the back of her dragon.&nbsp; <br><br>Jabel, had managed to pull herself out of the smaller dragon's jaws and had whipped around, shooting a stream of fire as she dived at the smaller dragon, her jaws latched just behind the wing joint locking one of the smaller dragon's wings.<br><br>Unfortunately when Jabel whipped, Sanuye had miscalculated her aim towards the blue aura and missed the man.&nbsp; The axe was slower than she'd like at the moment, but she made haste in reattacking him, attempting to connect the shaft of the axe with his side.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>18-04-2009, 23:18:16</strong>
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				Ashnard smashed her arm holding the axe when she missed with the butt of his spear and moved to whip the thing about. Fenris was trying to recover from having his wing joint worked over. He had managed to stifle her gout of flame with his own but she moved through it to clamp on. He used his tail to stab at her thighs and stomach though it was difficult. The smaller dragon spewed flame trying to get the bigger off. Eventually when Ashnard lost his balance and fell from her dragon Fenris kicked off and tore a good chunk of meat out of his shoulder. He could still fly it was quite superficial. <br><br>The black and red dragon skillfully dove and caught his master with his tail before flinging the dragoon like a rag doll and the warrior landed on his mount's back as they circled around. Neither of them would keep the fight up much longer. However, a sense of foreboding made Ashnard look the other way for a moment and out of a stormy dusky south the bone dragons came.<br><br>They set upon all the forces. Grenade and sword and dragon flame were useless. They tore through anything if it was blown apart it reformed. There were men on the back but they wore robes. Fenris sensed his master's animosity but kept his eyes focused on the dragon and rider they were fighting. The whole off all three armies were in pitched combat against the macabre threat. <br><br>Then tearing a hole in the clouds came the largest of the bone dragons it was fifty feet long with a wing span twice that it's huge head issued purple-green flame like a waterfall. The beast melted the very stone. The smaller dragons swarmed around it and the screams and howls of man and beast alike could be heard. "Damnation..." Ashnard said before the large beat roared and fired another gout of flame. <br><br>It was so hot The heat wave alone burned Fenris and Ashnard. Knocking them out cold. They fell into the forest below. The fight had moved them to that side. It was more off a jungle not that he had time to appreciate it the Lord-Captain was soon blacking out he didn't even know he had crashed. 
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				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 01:55:16</strong>
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				When the bird-man broke her arm, she was slightly less than amused.&nbsp; She shoved her axe into the side saddle pocket muttering, "Shit, stupid little bird-man."&nbsp; Her arm was hanging limply at her side shooting pains through it whenever it moved the wrong way. <br><br>That's when she heard them.&nbsp; They roared like dragons, but their wings, instead of a graceful swish beating, was a clacking and grinding of bone.&nbsp; She turned her head towards the sound only to be socked once more.&nbsp; They were there she could hear them, smell their flame as it melted flesh and stone, but they had no auras.&nbsp; Soldiers, mountaineers, sand-rats, and bird-men alike fell to the ground broken and burned.&nbsp; "By the spirits...what the hell are they?"&nbsp; As they grew closer Jabel grew more and more edgey.&nbsp; Sanuye pulled out her horn and blew two short blasts, the signal for the men who were still able to rally behind her. <br><br>Ten men lined behind her, breathing heavily and worse for wear.&nbsp; She flew over to Chief Aexu and handed him her battle axe, taking his longsword.&nbsp; Though the axe was her weapon of choice all wearriors were trained in more than one weapon.&nbsp; And with her arm broken she wouldn't be able to wield her axe.&nbsp; "Cheif Aexu, what are they, I..cant see them."<br><br>That threw Aexu off.&nbsp; He knew the High Chief's daughter was blind, but she had never not been able to not 'see.'&nbsp; "Bone dragons, Warchief, with robed riders.&nbsp; They have felled the bird-man you were fighting earlier, and mostly cleared the field."<br><br>"We will not surrender.&nbsp; Not as long as we breathe!" <br><br>"Yes Warchief!"&nbsp; Was the cry from the men who had gathered behind her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Aexu which one appears to be the leader?"<br><br>"The large one with the purple and green flames Warchief."<br><br>"Then he shall be our target.&nbsp; Lead the way Aexu."<br><br>The eleven tribal warriors flew towards the great beast, Sanuye and Jabel behind Aexu.&nbsp; Normally Sanuye would have taken point, but she was literally leading blind now.&nbsp; They didn't have to reach the beast to know they were outmatched.&nbsp; The great dragon roared and unleashed it's flame upon her band of soldiers.&nbsp; She heard their screams join hers as their flesh was torn from their bones.&nbsp; Jabel had swerved out of the direct blast but both her and Sanuye were badly burned.&nbsp; Jabel was unable to control her muscles more than that and dived into the forest below them.&nbsp; Sanuye thought it was wierd that the world had gone silent, but it was then that she realized the buzzing in her ears was telling her to sleep, not to listen.&nbsp; She wouldn't be able to recall the pair crashing through the trees into the jungle,<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 02:30:12</strong>
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				Fentris flipped his master over and cradled him in his embrace as he hit the trees back first. His bulk smashed through them. Before plowing a scar into the earth. The dragon was mostly unharmed his rider was unconscious. Light burns covered the exposed parts of his body, like bad exposure to the elements. He didn't know the fate of his people his men. He was Lord-Captain of the Dragon Legion and he didn't know. Though there wasn't much he could do about it. <br><br>When Ashnard woke the night was upon him. He rolled off his dragon who lie on his side sleeping from hitting the earth at such speeds. His leg hurt like hell and vinegar. His skin was tender and raw. He wanted to scream but was too hoarse to try. Dirt scratched and irritated his wounds as he stripped out of his armor. Most of it was wrecked he had one gontlet and his boots left. His chest piece had no metal and was reduced to studded leather. His spear was whole but blackened in metal and wood alike. He touched it and recoiled it was hotter than all hell. <br><br>He sat up and cried. He was in so much pain he was surprised he didn't die from the shocks. His body felt like one giant bruise and what wasn't bruised was burned. He heard a faint trickle and he saw a stream in the low light of the moons and stars. He crawled over to it and drank what he could reach he wanted to roll over in it and sooth his burns but he was afraid he would drown even in that small amount of water. "By the Great Dragons above..." he muttered, what the hell was that... and the giant one. The young lord-captain thought nothing more of it and passed into the nether-sleep once more. 
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				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 02:58:05</strong>
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				Both Sanuye and Jabel were unconscious as they crashed through the trees.&nbsp; It was dark when Sanuye woke up to find herself trapped under Jabel's tail.&nbsp; She tried to get out but everything hurt.&nbsp; Her skin felt like it was still on fire.&nbsp; She stopped moving, and tried to assess her surroundings.&nbsp; It was quiet, the crickets and cicadas chirping indicated that it was probably night.&nbsp; &nbsp;She could see the faint auras of the trees, they were always lighter than humans or animals, just biding their time.&nbsp; <br><br>She listened more closely to Jabel, she could hear the dragon's pained breathing, and tried once more to free herself from beneath the dragon's heavy tail, gasping at the effort.&nbsp; She sunk into sleep again the last thoughts on her mind being that she had failed her people and the spirits.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 03:27:48</strong>
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				Ashnard woke again in the middle of the night or late, he could not tell. He gasped at the acute pain but it was dulled by the brief rest and he managed to grab his now cooled spear and limp over to Fenris. It was painful for sure but he had to check his dragon. the black and red beast lie wrapped around a tree he had shifted his weight in his sleep; when he put a hand on the great thing's stomach he could feel the furnace in its belly and the beat of its large heart. This put him at piece. Looking at his surroundings in the dim starlight dying in the sun. He was still so hurt he looked at where his dragon slept. The tree's large root base was wide and exposed so he crawled into the little space the size of a tent and fell asleep again. Hoping his leg would mend without much hassle. One thing at a time. 
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				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 03:50:37</strong>
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				At some point in the night Jabel had rolled over moving her tail off of Sanuye.&nbsp; When Sanuye woke again she sat up with a wince, the thoughts inside her head spun at the sudden burst of pain that shot through her body.&nbsp; She felt around on the ground and found Aexu's sword.&nbsp; Tears fell from her blind eyes, he was surely dead, she had barely escaped the blast.&nbsp; <br><br>Her broken arm still hanging limply at her side she picked up the sword and through the pain, pushed it blade first into the ground.&nbsp; Kneeling before it she prayed. "May the spirits take you, and the rest of our men, and absorb them into the stream of life.&nbsp; May your dragons return to the planet and be reborn in a time of peace."&nbsp; <br><br>As was tradition of the tribe, she kept vigil next to the sword through the night.&nbsp; Beside the sword, ignoring her wounds, the pain, and exhaustion.&nbsp; When the sun finally broke through the shattered canopy above she crawled over to Jabel resting her head on a spot of skin where the leg met the under side.&nbsp; She felt that it wasn't deeply burned and was a good safe spot to lay.&nbsp; As she let herself sleep, she finally cried for herself.&nbsp; She had failed, even if she lived she would be banished from the tribe for leading her men to death.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 04:03:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It would be two more days before Ashnard would wake and his dragon would rise long before he did, knowing he had to take care of his master. The dragons shoulder hurt horribly from that particularly nasty bite the she-dragon had given him. The dragon sniffed around before smelling his master and finding him safe under a tree where he could leave him. The great beast moved around the jungle looking for things by instinct, he found his master's long wooden tooth pole and gingerly picked it up with his tongue and put it in his masters cove. <br><br>Next he struck out to find food. Which he found in a family of jungle deer, or something. They had horns and they tasted good. So he killed six with his fire and ate five bringing the last back for master. He sniffed around for herbs that he could eat to speed the healing process. It was all instinct. Do this, smell that, this herb tastes nasty but curse burns, and this tastes sweet but is fatal to humans. That last part was training but the rest was all instinct a dragon looked after his master and a master did the favor in turn. He brought these things back to master and waited like a large, fanged guard dog. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 04:22:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sanuye faded in and out of sleep and awakening.&nbsp; Her dreams were haunted with the screams of the battle, and she did not sleep soundly.&nbsp; Jabel woke fully first, and upon fidning her master curled up beside her, turned to lick her wounds.&nbsp; Jabel wasn't too badly hurt, the burns having healed quickly.&nbsp; The puncture wounds and bites from the little dragon though had festered and infected a bit.&nbsp; Luckily the dragon's saliva was naturally curative, something the spirits had blessed the dragon with.&nbsp; <br><br>When Jabel finished tending herself she looked to her rider.&nbsp; She couldn't do anything for the shattered arm, but she began to lick the burns watching them fade into the skin.&nbsp; After she had finished licking Sanuye she nudged her, growling gently to wake her. <br><br>Sanuye groaned as she woke up.&nbsp; Her arm was still throbbing but the burns had stopped.&nbsp; She put her good hand on Jabel's stomach.&nbsp; "Thanks girl, I guess the spirits have more plans for us yet."&nbsp; She peeled off what was left of her leather armor then tore a strip of cloth off of the shirt she was wearing with her teeth.&nbsp; She did her best to set te arm straight again, then bandaged it using the leather as a splint, tying it to the arm with the shirt.&nbsp; <br><br>She then stood and listend through the forest.&nbsp; There was a stream somewhere nearby.&nbsp; And she needed to find food.&nbsp; She put her good and on Jabel again.&nbsp; "I'll be back in a bit girl."&nbsp; The dragon growled, as if to say I'm going with you, but Sanuye shook her head and stroked the dragon a few times to calm her before she walked off towards the sound of the stream. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 04:35:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fenris smelled mountain-man and hunkered around his masters hideaway. He wondered what he should do. If he stuck around she would certainly call in the large female and he would be forced to give up his master to those people. He decided to rip a few branches down and cover the hole to make it inconspicuous. Dragons new of auras and the aura of nature would hid his masters weak but stable one. Fenris made a tactical withdrawal to a nearby rock ledge and hid himself. If she did investigate the tree he could swoop in and kill her before she could call for her dragon. <br><br>He watched the tree intently. No harm was coming to his master. Not if he could kill it first. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 04:54:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she neared the stream she smelled traces of something familiar but couldn't place the scent.&nbsp; She knelt by the stream and&nbsp; put her hand in to bring water to her lips.&nbsp; She didn't know how long she had slept but she was thirstier than she thought and repeated the action for several minutes.&nbsp; <br><br>Jabel meanwhile, had gotten tired of waiting for Sanuye to come back, and wasn't comfortable leaving her alone and walked, following the scent of the rider and the direction she went.&nbsp; When the dragon had reached the clearing she snorted, obviously smelling the same thing her rider had shrugged off.<br><br>Sanuye sighed as Jabel nudged her in the back nervously, then growled.&nbsp; "What is it girl I'm fine?"&nbsp; The dragon sighed and leaned down into the stream to drink glancing across the stream towards the tree on the other side.&nbsp; <br><br>Sanuye put her hand on Jabel, "Can you help me find us something to eat?"&nbsp; The dragon growled a bit, showing that she was anxious to leave this area, that she didn't trust it, but began scouting for herbs for Sanuye, and perhaps a deer for herself.&nbsp; Sanuye began inspecting the aura's of the plants by the stream, trying to remember which ones were edible by the color of the aura and their scent.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 21:59:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fenris was tense but there wasn't a lot to do. He hid in the earthy, craggy cliff face nudged into a the narrow split his wings were tucked in tighter and he was starting to cramp. He stifled a growl. He didn't like this person and her nasty dragon. His eyes narrowed and blinked if they came close he'd fry them if they approached master he'd slash them to death. Though at the moment it was empty instinctual strategy. <br><br>He could only wait and observe his master was unconscious. Incapable of helping him, he was frustrated he was was a loyal dragon, wanted to serve. There wasn't a lot he could do. He only hoped seeing the carcasses a ways down the stream would think they'd been here and moved on. <br><br>He was thinking about mere survival. For him and his rider. A dragon holding its breath and poised for a halfhearted attack was almost enough to make his pride cry tears. Such a noble beast reduced to this. Still he put his pride aside and waited. He didn't dare fly out of here. Her and the dragon didn't scare him. The dead ones did.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>20-04-2009, 00:26:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sanuye picked a plant with a blue friendly looking aura by the stream and smelled it.&nbsp; This was no good, sure it was edible but it wouldn't provide nourishment. She laid the plant back on the ground and looked around.&nbsp; There was a large clump of what looked like tree auras on the other side of the stream, with a brighter aura poking through. Well, she was hungry she could go for a rabbit or a deer.&nbsp; She crossed the stream.<br><br>Jabel growled loudly.&nbsp; "It's just a rabbit Jabel."&nbsp; Though just to be sure she pulled out her hunting knife from her belt and approached the clump of auras.&nbsp; Jabel growled again, warning Sanuye that it was unwise to go there. Normally, Sanuye knew better than to ignore Jabel, but as she approached the clump of trees something seemed unnatural about it, and her warrior instinct kicked in.&nbsp; If it was there and didn't belong there, then it needed to be removed.&nbsp; She held the knife in her good hand and pushed her fist against the first aura she came to in the clump.&nbsp; It was a tree branch.&nbsp; She felt around the branches, there was a new branch, a different part of the same aura.&nbsp; They seemed to be forming a cage, or a shelter.&nbsp; She pushed the branches apart enough that she could slip inside then slipped between the tree towards the faint animalistic aura.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>20-04-2009, 02:16:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Darting from his hiding place Fenris was on the barbarian in a flash. She was to close to master to cook alive so he grabbed her with his dexterous claw and threw her away from his master. He couldn't let anything bad happen to master even if he died in the process. In the sky the large snowy dragon probably had the advantage but here among the trees, the advantage of his smaller sized was beneficial. Roaring loudly he spewed flame in the air not wanting to set the woods aflame. <br><br>He stood poised his tail over his head in a scorpion like manner. He could pierce the barbarian's little body through like nothing. She wasn't the problem her dragon was. He'd have to kill it if it came to that. He wished he had more time so he could have moved master to a safer locale, but this was not the case and now he was ready to fight or die trying. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>20-04-2009, 02:47:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sanuye's reaction to the dragon pounce was less than warrior-like.&nbsp; She screamed.&nbsp; Not a high pitched girly scream, but a scream none the less.&nbsp; Jabel however, who had been watching the scene as Sanuye walked into the tree patch charged through the clearning, knocking aside the brush and she was at the male dragon in a matter of seconds.&nbsp; She had to keep her wings folded to maneuver through the forest, she didn't like it.&nbsp; She growled menacingly, she wasn't afraid to burn him for the sake of her rider.&nbsp; Jabel considered Sanuye like a child of her own.&nbsp; And like any dragon mother, she knew that Sanuye could take care of herself in a normal situation, but she also knew that Sanuye was not a dragon pup, she was a human, she was mortal, and she wouldn't be able to help herself pinned under the male dragon that now held her.&nbsp; Jabel growled low and deep, not afraid to rip that dragon to shreds where he stood, but moving slowly and carefully lest he crush Sanuye.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>20-04-2009, 03:01:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				If she had stayed where she was then she would have put Fenris in a tight spot. When she circled he was able to defend the tree fully. Now he would burn her if he had to he was hoping just to scare them off. He stamped his feet and lashed his tail ripping earth up in the process. Small streams of flame bubbled around his mouth. He acted territorial to make them think he went feral that his rider had died and he was just being an animal. Fighting for his recently claimed grounds. He snarled and growled bulking himelf up. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>20-04-2009, 03:33:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				While the male dragon was stomping around Sanuye rolled out from under him so she wouldn't get crushed, and tried to catch her breath.&nbsp; She had already been close to the ground so the initial impact was painful, but as a warrior she had been trained to ignore the pain and either continue fighting or retreat to safety. However, the shock and force of the attack had knocked the breath out of her.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Jabel noticed that Sanuye had gotten free and hit the male dragon across the face with her tail.&nbsp; That sort of behavior may have been appropriate for less noble creatures, but a dragon should have more pride, regardless of if their rider had died or not.&nbsp; The attack was mainly a ploy expected it to distract the dragon from her rider and force him to attack her so she could draw him away from Sanuye.<br><br>Ignoring the flares of the male dragon's aura, Sanuye crawled towards the fainter aura.&nbsp; She was pretty sure that whatever the angry dragon was guarding, wasn't a rabbit, and curiosity had gotten the better of her.&nbsp; When she reached it she touched it.&nbsp; "Bird-man!"&nbsp; She should have known it from the dragon.&nbsp; She rubbed her hands over him looking for a trick or a weapon.&nbsp; He was still wounded, and unconscious at that.&nbsp; She should kill him, but her warrior's code prevented her from attacking something that could not defend itself.&nbsp; Besides there were bigger problems than wounded bird-men now that the auraless dragons had arrived.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>22-04-2009, 03:38:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fenris jumped at the hit across the face and tackled the larger dragon. His male pride obviously damaged. He stamped on the female. Any hurt animal would do so but this was to assuage his ego. He roared and slashed at the female. He didn't care, his master was hurt, he was tired and frustrated and he was going to vent. If his&nbsp; throat wasn't so sore he would blow fire right in her face.<br><br>Ashnard shook from his unconsciousness and sat up. Dim bits of light flitted through the tree branches and he looked at the motes of dirt being shaken up outside. unable to find his spear he reached for his boot knife. It had a big score in it from the barbarian's axe. He grimaced that's probably why his leg was in better shape and not severed. He hobbled outside, groaning. Moving the branches aside he met the barbarian lady. He held the knife reverse grip defensively. Not daring to look at his dragon fighting the other one.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>22-04-2009, 20:40:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sanuye looked the bird-man over.&nbsp; Even conscious he was in no shape to fight.&nbsp; She backed away slowly in a non-threatening manner.&nbsp; "I will not fight you injured."&nbsp; She recalled their fight in the sky, and her tribesmen. "Besides, there is something bigger out there than a quarrel amongst ourselves." She was referring of course to the aura-less dragon riders.&nbsp; As if to show her good will she tucked the knife back in its sheath,&nbsp; loose should she need it to defend herself.<br><br>Jabel grappled with the male dragon, pulling him further away from the two humans, giving Sanuye time to act appropriately.&nbsp; She hoped Sanuye would make the wise choice, she probably couldn't keep this up much longer without accidentally hurting the girl.&nbsp; For the time being, Jabel only attacked the male dragon in defense, giving him a chance to work out his anger.&nbsp; Or so she hoped.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>22-04-2009, 22:24:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Asnard grimaced. He stood his ground. As if he could understand her heathen tongue. He didn't try to make a move toward her though he'd left her with a bad arm, he was not fully capable himself and could defeat her. She could move freely if not wield her weapon efficiently. <br><br>He whistled for his dragon, and Fenris left the female grudgingly. Jumping away so she'd have a hard time of retaliating. The dragon growled as he walked around the barbarian female. His master gave no inclination and like hell he was going to lower himself. He climbed up on his dragon and they were going to go back to their nearest barracks in the sky and see what was what.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>23-04-2009, 05:09:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Well the way Sanuye saw it, she had a few options.&nbsp; She could let the bird-man fly off and get killed by whatever was up there, she could kill him now regardless of her code, she could try to draw pictures explaining what she was saying as he obviously hadn't studied her language, or she could try and show him she had good intentions.&nbsp; <br><br>She had done a bit of a study on the bird-men, to better know them as opponents but she didn't know much beyond a few words and their fighting style.&nbsp; She wracked her brain trying to remember the parts of the language she knew.&nbsp; When she had finally collected herself she called Jabel over.&nbsp; Jabel came, ready to strike.&nbsp; Sanuye put a hand on her shoulder willing the dragon to be peaceful.&nbsp; She took her sheathed knife off of the belt and laid it at her feet.&nbsp; She took a deep breath and spoke in a rough version of the bird-man's tongue.&nbsp; "I...ask..peace?&nbsp; Enemy...No."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 01:10:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do not care." he said thumping on his dragon's shoulder, "I am going to find my people." he told her taking off into the sky. Fenris had considerably more room. He had to know what happened to his people and he wouldn't hear some stupid little barbarian girl talk about peace or whatever. Ashnard was lord captain and was going to do his job.<br><br>He broke through the then veil of smoke left from the battle. The fortress was more like a blob of molten icing or candle wax the troops lay around the bone dragons nowhere to be seen. What the hell happened, "Fenris, can you fly home?" the dragon growled his protest. He was tired. Too tired to fly homeward. "I think we need to get away from the barbarians." he mused to himself up there. Fenris agreed something was unnatural about the woman but the dragon couldn't shake it. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 05:01:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sanuye went back to where she had woken up, keeping her thoughts to herself.&nbsp; She sat down at the foot of a tree, her back to the sword memorial.&nbsp; Jabel followed her back, but she was oddly quiet as well.&nbsp; Finally as dusk started to settle once more, Sanuye had her eyes closed, not wanting to see the auras of anything at the moment, she just felt the rays of the sun weakening as day slipped into night.&nbsp; "Well Jabel, what do you think we should do?"<br><br>Jabel had laid down on the other side of the clearing, watching Sanuye, waiting for her to figure things out like she always did.&nbsp; Though she didn't understand the girl, she could tell from the tone of voice and the body language that Sanuye had given up.&nbsp; Or at least was doing something she had never done.&nbsp; Jabel sighed, concerned and questioning.&nbsp; <br><br>"It's just strange, Jabel.&nbsp; One second they were there, now they are all gone.&nbsp; I don't need to go back to see that there are no auras to see, and returning to the tribes will only lead to disgrace.&nbsp; I need to redeem myself.&nbsp; If not as Warchief, then as Sanuye.&nbsp; Sometimes I wonder if the two exist in different worlds.&nbsp; One on the battlefield and one everywhere else."&nbsp; Tears were falling silently from her cheeks, but Jabel wouldn't see in this light, not the way the girl was facing.&nbsp; <br><br>It would be her second vigil in a few days, but Sanuye needed the guidance of the spirits now.&nbsp; She didn't know where to go, or what to do.&nbsp; She left Jabel, telling her by no uncertain terms to stay; granted Jabel didn't really want to stay, but she respected the space the rider needed for the moment. <br><br>Sanuye traveled through the forest, her eyes still closed, fully blind as the spirits intended when she spoke with them.&nbsp; She came to a small pool of water, and built a fire on the water's edge.&nbsp; She called upon the spirits to cleanse her spirit and guide her mind and heart.&nbsp; She asked for the destruction of fire, to banish the unpure thoughts in her mind.&nbsp; She asked for the calm of water, to quell the fires and bring peace to her soul.&nbsp; She asked for the strength of earth, to hold firm to her hopes.&nbsp; She asked for the wisdom of the wind, to bring her guidance.&nbsp; Normally she would stop there, but tonight, she also asked for the blessing of the moon and stars, to heal that which she had lost.&nbsp; And when the living sun rose in the morning, she would ask forgiveness.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inkidu</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 19:51:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ashnard flew his dragon back to the camp. The black and rouge dragon hit the ground of the cliff face they'd been using as a base. It jutted out into half a plateau. Sparks and little channels were created when the dragon slid to a stop. Getting off gingerly he was damned tired of this broken leg. He looked around the stench of charred flesh and the ozone stench of magic in the air made him ill but he looked around. All his charges were dead. They'd retreated here and then they were cut down. He would have made them flee downward but the young man in second had panicked. <br><br>Looking around he checked the stores of supplies. They were untouched. The dragons and their hooded riders were worried more with death than food. He quickly found a healing gem. Though a weak one. Most of the residual magic fried any of their enchantments or glamors. However, he was able to mend his leg back to walking status. Putting it away he made a pack and reclaimed most of his things from his makeshift room in the base. <br><br>He washed himself in the water they'd brought from the waterfall ways down the ridge and redressed in his military reds and fresh armor. No that the poor bastards were not going to need it. He cried for his men. Disgraced, their lord-captain wasn't there it was his fault. Finding a pair of small saddle bags he packed some useful things on Fenris and had the dragon make the base into a tomb by collapsing the entrance and burning it shut. It took a good hour, on top of the four he'd spent combing the base.<br><br>He flew back the forest Fenris was in worse condition than him now. He landed at the stream as the canopy was open enough to land. Wondering where barbarian lady had gotten to, not much though.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: War of the Three-Crowned Dragon [Inkidu &amp; Ryieahna]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryieahna</strong> on <strong>25-04-2009, 03:35:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She kept her waking vigil throughout the night and most of the next day.&nbsp; Her spiritual fire had long since burnt out, and this was the first time in years that the spirits had been silent with her.&nbsp; She persevered until late noon of that day, then, with the weight of the war and remnants of her injuries, she fell asleep.&nbsp; <br><br>Jabel waited patiently, having her own vigil with the dragon spirits.&nbsp; She spent the time Sanuye did in prayer in thought, and gathering food for herself and Sanuye when she returned.&nbsp; She traveled to the stream once, filling her stomach with water.&nbsp; The boy and his dragon hadn't returned yet, but she left a 'note' for the dragon in her own way, should they decide to find them.&nbsp; <br><br>While Sanuye slept by the small pool, the spirits finally came to her in dream.&nbsp; They sent her images of her happy childhood, and though it was sad to think of what she had lost, they calmed her.&nbsp; Then they sent her a picture of her father and brother, both saddened by the loss of her and their men.&nbsp; Then the spirits tried to show her the bone dragons, but Sanuye's brain took over forcing the spirits away and filling her mind with the battle.&nbsp; It was at the same time that she had blacked out in real life,&nbsp; that she woke up, and returned to Jabel.<br>
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