[CaptainFatty]

Theren
"What I am crafting within the forges of this keep is something that you shouldn't concern yourself with until i believe you are ready. To say the least they will help you in being a rider and eventually going into battle. Now do you have any other questions? If not then feel free to talk with the others while i continue to answer questions before telling you a tale. So you know when you meet your dragon this evening his name is Fennindier" Modeus replied to Theren's question.

"Fair enough," Theren said before returning to his meal, unable to think of anything else he wanted to ask. As he continued to eat, Corlandril and Föstólfr began arguing, throwing their uneducated opinions at each other. Theren shook his head, racial disagreements and exclusion were all too common in this world, as Theren had experienced many times, and they usually had little reason and truth behind them.

"Now, cant we all just get along?" Kell said as the argument continued.

"Yes, you two are pathetic. Föstólfr, you have obviously never seen the great forests of Ela'Amnor. They are quite beautiful. And Corlandril, you can't judge humans until you've lived within their community, most of them are quite kind and caring. You two have no right to argue as you do." Theren almost yelled this before turning to Kell. "I agree with you. And if scars prove our experience, what does that make us?"

Fennindier
"Yes Fennindier you will be taught to fight, both by myself and My Rider Modeus. The reason for this is you need to know how to fight as a dragon, and how to fight as Rider and Dragon. To be in complete harmony in battle. I assume you ask this because what your race has done to the high elves?"

"Yes, Zala'Drakhar," Fennindier replied to the elder dragons answer, "I know they are my kin but what they're doing is wrong."

He then listened intently to the rest of Zala'Drakhar's answers, unable to tear his gaze from him. When he offered to bring some live prey Fennindier kept his mouth shut, unwilling to say any more despite wanting to be able to hunt and kill.

 

[komanko]

"Now, cant we all just get along?", the new human named Kell said, and before Föstólfr could replay Theren also interfered, "Yes, you two are pathetic. Föstólfr, you have obviously never seen the great forests of Ela'Amnor. They are quite beautiful. And Corlandril, you can't judge humans until you've lived within their community, most of them are quite kind and caring. You two have no right to argue as you do."

Föstólfr knew that this will turn into a heated discussion about races, but he was not about to back down. "Ohhh, looky looky the high elf decided to put his opinion into the fray, I can assure you that all the things you read in your fancy books did not reflect reality. The only reason I insulted Corlandril was because he reffered to me as my whole race! I HAVE A NAME! If you dont like it then dont speak to me!" Föstólfr furiously said. "Yes scars prove our worth! If you have no scars, you did not fight a worthy fight! You want to know what scars makes us! THEY MAKES US WARRIORS!! THEY MAKES US THE BEASTS WE ARE!"

 

[CaptainFatty]

"Yes scars prove our worth! If you have no scars, you did not fight a worthy fight! You want to know what scars makes us! THEY MAKES US WARRIORS!! THEY MAKES US THE BEASTS WE ARE"

This was more than Theren could take. This human, who couldn't be past his 25th year was speaking like this. He stood up threw his arms out and sent a chill throughout the room just powerful enough to freeze the condensation on his cup. The candles flickered as this wave of power burst through them.

"You dare speak to me like that! I spent almost 10 years recovering from a wound that would have killed most others. I have been to every realm, fought alongside every race, KILLED members of every race including a dragon in the Dwarven mines. You, you are nothing. They don't praise you in the halls of Kel'Karadorn. Your name is not the subject of tavern songs. I could easily kill you in the blink of a eye or trap you in an ice prison until you beg for death. I have over 100 years experience on you and don't you forget it. How many dragons or giants have you killed?" Theren punched the table, cracking the thin layer of ice that had built up. "The only reason you will make an impact on this world is IF you become a dragon rider. I have already made my impact here and will continue to do so for many years."

Theren stopped suddenly, shocked at how this human could have riled him so. "Forgive me Modeus, I meant no disrespect. Any pnishment you throw my way is well deserved." He bowed deeply, regretting his uncontrollable outburst and the desecration of Modeus' great hall. He continued to stand, waiting for Modeus' reply.

 

[komanko]

He heard as Theren nerves exploded and he shouted at him and then he heard as he slowly backed down once realizing that it was not his home. "DON'T BACK DOWN NOW! You challenge me to a fight and then as quickly as you challenge you go away!! COME ON LETS SETTLE THIS!! You think I'm afraid of your dirty magic tricks then you are quite mistaken! YOU THINK I WOULD NOT MAKE MY NAME IN HISTROY AS YOU DID, THEN I BET YOU I WILL EVEN IF I WONT BE A RIDER! WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT Föstólfr THE HIGH ELF SLAYER!!", he smiled madly as adrenaline was pumping into him!

 

[cain the betrayer]

valdir

He listened to Modeus when he answered all the questions made by the other apprentice’s until he finally came to Valdir and his question "You will meet your dragon this evening when we will all sit down for the evening meal. That will also including Zala'Drakhar coming into this hall and eating with us. And so you know, your dragon's name is Onyx, be sure to remember her name in advance." Modeus said with a deep voice ‘’Onyx he thought that a good name worthy of a dragon of mine’’ He thought when he noticed that the others were fighting over how to address the humans while he took a sip of the dwarfen amber colored drink he found it rather distasteful he asked to Modeus ‘’Is there any way to get some decent wine around here?’’

Onyx

She listend to to Zala'Drakhar answering the questions from the others before coming to her ‘’Well Onyx the battle against the races of the dark lands is going as it always has. They attack the dark elves and the dark elves push them back. But there is always a heavy price to pay, and with the other races having to deal with out wild brethren no-one is able to help them push them back. So that is why you all are here. To help all the races of the world and eventually defeat the dark ones once and for all’’ after that he turned his attention the only dragon over who didn’t ask any questions it was the red dragon called Keeler "Keeler, do you not have any questions to ask of me before i go off hunting? Maybe i can bring you all back some deer, cows or sheep for you all to try hunting and killing preys for yourself. Would you all like that?" It was as much as question to Keller as it was to the other dragons. when she heard this she jumped up ‘’Yes please bring something fast I desire I good exciting hunt’’

 

[BlackApostleVilhelm]

Vilhelm

He had nodded his head silently at Modeus's quite reprimand and had gone on eating with everyone else in silence, simply enjoying the food and mead and laughter of the other dwarves in the hall. He wasn't too keen on the other races but Modeus seemed alright as did the human Fostolfr, he hadn't much interaction with the others yet, but he had known the elves to be very haughty and full of themselves.....the high and dark elves more so. Thorygus, that was his dragon's name, it must have been the golden one that he had given the mead earlier, indeed that dragon was going to love what he loved most; eating, drinking, fighting, and every now and then throwing some loving in.

As the small tiff quickly turned into a loud argument he widened his eyes a bit at the spectacle but kept silent, Modeus had to have known that this would happen at some point, they were all still relatively young and the different races had always fought amongst each other. Instead of joining in he simply sat and listened as he ate and drank, the mead finally starting to get to him after round his tenth pint, in fact it hit him rather hard and now he felt oh so very warm inside.

He guzzled down his eleventh pint before eating a large piece of bread and some meat, the whole time trying to figure out what to say to these two. Instead he sat there and mumbled, or at least thought he mumbled, "Idiots..." in common tongue and went back to his food.


Thorygus

Thorygus was excited at his enthusiasm, it meant that he wanted to do his job and do it well, but for now he had to wait. He turned round and went back to the mound before digging through it again, he was slowly carving out a small den where he could sleep during the day if he wanted to, it was definately going to take some time but he was going to do it.

He heard the great one ask if they wanted him to bring back live food and he popped his head out of the side of the mound, "YES!" he yelled. He wanted to hunt something live and licked his lips at the thought of it.

 

[revan4559]

Modeus would remain seated at his table as he listens to the others argue then sighs. Modeus then raises his left hand and slams it down onto the table with a earsplitting crack which gets everyone's attention. "You will all listen to me, you are to stop these petty arguments, you are going to become Dragon Riders, and to do such you will need to work together, is that all understood?" Modeus waits for their answer then waves a dismissive hand "Return to your tasks. In eight more hours return here for the evening meal in which you will all meet your dragons. Vilhelm, Föstólfr take Kell with you and do some battle stances training. Remember to feed the dragons every two hours but at the moment you wont need to as Zala'Drakhar is off hunting for them. Theren, Corlandril and Valdir, go back to the library and read up more about your dragons as i shall test you later."

Vilhelm, Föstólfr and Kell: Modeus has ordered you back to the training room to read up on more of the fighting stances and practice them properly. You wouldn't need to feed the dragons in two-hours time as Zala'Drakhar is getting them some food.

Theren, Corlandril and Valdir: Modeus has ordered you to go back to the library and research your dragons. Valdir would need to find the book on his black dragon first of all which is hidden somewhere within the library.

OOC: Feel free to rp with each other. Remember you need to rp as your dragons aswell so interact with each other as them aswell.

IC:

Zala'Drakhar would nod to each of the little dragons then unfolds his wings before jumping off of his ledge and flaps his wings creating a large gust of wind as he remains where he is. "I shall return shortly with some live animals for you to hunt and feed on. Now try not to get into trouble while im away." With that Zala'Drakhar tilts his body and flies down the mountain and off into the distance.

The Dragons: Zala'Drakhar would leave you on your own while he flies off to go and hunt some live animals for you all to practice hunting on. Seeing as you dont really know each other you should try talking and interacting with one another so you are all going to be living, training and fighting together.

 

[CaptainFatty]

Theren
"WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT Föstólfr THE HIGH ELF SLAYER!!" This was the last straw for Theren. As much as he tried to be calm, this arrogant beast was making things worse. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, suppressing the magical energy in him before he obliterated the human. As he opened his eyes, he saw Modeus' hand drop, hitting the table with an unbelievably loud crack. Theren recoiled in pain, not expecting such a noise from the dark elf.

"You will all listen to me, you are to stop these petty arguments, you are going to become Dragon Riders, and to do such you will need to work together, is that all understood?" He said, instantly having everyone's attention.

"Yes, Lord Modeus," Theren replied, maintaining his composure despite the situation, "I shall keep my cool next time. And refrain from using magic in your halls."

"Return to your tasks. In eight more hours return here for the evening meal in which you will all meet your dragons." Modeus then said dismissively, sounding disappointed with them.

As he walked back to the library with Corlandril and Valdir, he couldn't help but think about what happened earlier. He began to speak in Elven, hoping the working Dwarfs couldn't understand him. "Why would Modeus select a man like that. He is disgusting. Unworthy of my...OUR attention. And he is what? Barely out of his twentieth year? Even that human mercenary, Kell, is a more decent fellow than him. Anyway, good luck finding your book Valdir, that Modeus is pretty good."

They entered the library and Theren went straight for his book, eager to finish it. Reading had always calmed Theren and he knew he needed it now more than ever. As he sat, he noticed that the Dwarves had lit the fire again, and one of them was glaring a him. Remembering his previous promise to Modeus, he left the fire alone, enduring it's discomfort as he read the last few chapters, eager to go over the rest of the library when he was done.

Fennindier
Fennindier felt excitement as Zala'Drakhar flew off, knowing that he was going to bring back something for them to kill and eat themselves. Sure the meat was good but there was no pleasure in eating it, something was missing and Fennindier had a feeling it was to do with not being able to hunt it down. He ran back to the trees to sharpen his claws some more in anticipation of being able to use them. He turned his head towards the other dragons, speaking to the closest ones.

"This is exiting isn't it? Our first hunt, the chance to eat fresh meat." He said out loud, dragging his claws down the tree. He didn't care what the others thought of him at this moment, his mind was too occupied to even give that thought.

 

[komanko]

Föstólfr

Föstólfr as Theren was about to blow up with rage and was prepared for anything he would throw at him. He saw him concentrate as he was about to cast a spell but then a sound of cracking was heard and Föstólfr turned back and saw Modeus's hand on the table, he probably slammed it and even cracked it, Föstólfr was impressed. "You will all listen to me, you are to stop these petty arguments, you are going to become Dragon Riders, and to do such you will need to work together, is that all understood?", he said and waited for an answer. First to replay was Theren, "Yes, Lord Modeus, I shall keep my cool next time. And refrain from using magic in your halls.", he said. Föstólfr looked at him, and then at Modeus, "Hmph... Fine with me.", Föstólfr simply said.

After everyone answered Modeus looked at them and said, "Return to your tasks. In eight more hours return here for the evening meal in which you will all meet your dragons. Vilhelm, Föstólfr take Kell with you and do some battle stances training. Remember to feed the dragons every two hours but at the moment you wont need to as Zala'Drakhar is off hunting for them. Theren, Corlandril and Valdir, go back to the library and read up more about your dragons as i shall test you later." Again with the reading, it was endless, he decided to go with Vilhelm's suggestion and asked him if he want to test the stances with a friendly fight. After several hours of reading and practicing Föstólfr had enough, so he decided to go look at the dragons which at the time were supposed to be hunting. he asked, "Anyone wants to join me? I'm going to look at the dragons for a while."

While walking his mind got back to that elf, he wasn't a warrior, he was a coward, hiding behind spells and tricks. He thought to much of himself and so himself superior yet he could be a worthy opponent in battle. Who knew maybe fate will make them meet on a battlefield in different sides or even have a duel to settle a dispute. Only destiny knew the answers to that...

Hildur

Zala'Drakhar nodded to them, with a big push he was lifted from the ground, spreading his wings and flying away to an unknown place to bring them game to hunt. His great wings created a gust of wind which reached even to where Hildur was standing right now. As he was gone Hildur went back to the tree and saw Fennindier one of the fellow dragons. She started sharping her claws and teeth for the upcoming hunt. "This is exiting isn't it? Our first hunt, the chance to eat fresh meat.", it was Fennindier which talked, "Yes it is rather exiting, imagine the prey at your teeth every bone cracking under the immense pressure of your jaws, the taste of blood, the taste of meat.", as Hildur mentioned that she licked her lips as if tasting the meat already and then sprinted back to the pool, she just realized that she really liked the water...

P.S sorry if I forgot anyones color

 

[Angel of Blood]

Kell

Kell watched as the arguement between the elf and man began to start warming up to a all out duel. For a moment he considered trying to defuse the situation, but thought they were going to have to vent it out at some point. The Elf then showed the unmistakeable signs of starting to cast a spell when a deafening crack silenced the hall. Kell looked around to identify the source of the sound and concluded it must have been Modeus, how had he made such a sound? "You will all listen to me, you are to stop these petty arguments, you are going to become Dragon Riders, and to do such you will need to work together, is that all understood?" Kell listened to the two utter their aplogies, himself simply inclining his head in Modeus direction with a twinkle in his eye. Modeus then told the man, now identified as Föstólfr and the the Dwarf, Vilhelm to take Kell with them to train battle stances.

Kell read over some of Modeus numerous books on battle stances for a while, none of them really appealing to his duel wield style. After a while Föstólfr and Vilhelm began to test their stances against each other. Kell leaned against a nearby column to watch for a while, lazily twirling his pistol around his finger as he watched. After a while he noticed another tome on a small table next to him. He flicked it open and saw it was a book dedicated to the art of duel wielding 'what a coincidence' Kell muttered. He took the book aside and began to read over it and practice with his two swords. The moves, techniques and stances detailed in the book were very different from Kells straightforward and blunt apporach to combat, the ones in the book being elegant, full of feignts, counters and parrys. They would take a long while to practice and refine but Kell began to see the potential for improvement over his own style in them and began to practice with more effort. He was still clumsy and often overstepped the stances detailed, but he supposed it would grow on him in time.

At that point Föstólfr, clearly having had enough of practicing and studying said "Anyone wants to join me? I'm going to look at the dragons for a while.". "How could i resist the offer of your fine company?" Kell responded with a grin. "But yes, i do think i'll join you, i quite want to meet my dragon" As they made their way towards where the dragons were kept, he glanced at Föstólfr, who was silent and looking deep in thought "Handome, friendly and quite the talkative one to boot! I have hit gold with this partnership" He sarcasticly said "Care to share your thoughts? Though i already have an inkling as to what they might be, if i was to hazard a guess i would say it was about our elven company, no?"

Keeler

Zala'Drakhar, nodded and spread his mighty wings and took to the sky. Keller looked around at her fellow dragons. She was quiet yes, but to ignore the others completely in favour of silence would not to her any good. She looked around at the others and her eyes settled on the white one who excitedly exclaimed "This is exiting isn't it? Our first hunt, the chance to eat fresh meat." she regarded him for a moment and then spoke out "Your loud, and very over exciteable" she let her comment hang for a moment. 'hmm, not the most friendly of greetings' she thought to herself, but then the white one was very loud. Keeler felt her heart began to beat a little faster and muscles begin to tense up, realising she was begining to toy with the idea of fighting the white dragon. But why? she hadn't done anything to her, yet she could not shake off the agressive thoughts sparking through her mind. It would be improper to attack one of her fellows for no reason, so instead she asked out loud "So.......who wants to have a little friendly competiton' she grinned as she waited for their responses 'very diplomatic' she thought to herself.

 

[cain the betrayer]

Valdir

He turned his head to watch the fight getting more and tenser "WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT Föstólfr THE HIGH ELF SLAYER!!" The human shouted in his anger and Valdir saw the human had made the elf very angry. The elf began taking deep breaths and valdir felt a change in the air but before the elf had a chance to do anything Modeus hit the table seeing the table crack under the strength of the punch Valdir was shocked at how powerfull the dark elf was.
Modeus said "You will all listen to me, you are to stop these petty arguments, you are going to become Dragon Riders, and to do such you will need to work together, is that all understood?"
Modeus waits for their answer then waves a dismissive hand "Return to your tasks. In eight more hours return here for the evening meal in which you will all meet your dragons’’ He said to everyone and after that he turned his head to Valdir and said ‘’you can go with the other elves search for a book about black dragons and read every detail’’
He walked to the other elves ‘’let’s go to the library’’ When they were on their way the high elf began talking "Why would Modeus select a man like that. He is disgusting. Unworthy of my...OUR attention. And he is what? Barely out of his twentieth year? Even that human mercenary, Kell, is a more decent fellow than him. Anyway, good luck finding your book Valdir, that Modeus is pretty good." And Valdir nodded in agreement thinking all the humans arrogant and weak
when they arrived at the library he saw there was a fire burning and he started searching for the book but even after one hour of searching he still hadn’t found it until he saw a big black book called ‘’the battle for the plains of pesh’ar’ker’’ Which was near his home city he took it up and opened it and to his surprise there was an hole in it witch contained the book ‘’black dragons’’ so he sat down and started reading near the high elf.

Onyx
She watched Zala'Drakhar fly away when she heard a challenge from the red dragon named keeler "So.......who wants to have a little friendly competition?’’ She was bored so she jumped to him making herself big in front of the dragon ‘’what were you thinking about?’’

 

[Nightlord92]

Corlandril

Corlandril watched the heated exchange between the High Elf and the human with growing trepedition.

"DON'T BACK DOWN NOW! You challenge me to a fight and then as quickly as you challenge you go away!! COME ON LETS SETTLE THIS!! You think I'm afraid of your dirty magic tricks then you are quite mistaken! YOU THINK I WOULD NOT MAKE MY NAME IN HISTROY AS YOU DID, THEN I BET YOU I WILL EVEN IF I WONT BE A RIDER! WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT Föstólfr THE HIGH ELF SLAYER!!" Föstólfr roared

Corlandril silently unsheated his knife hidden in his robes. High elf or not, Theren was an elf, and no human would besmirch the honor of the elves as long as Corlandirl drew breath. Before any blood could be spilt, however, Modeus's voice echoed throughout the hall after slamming his fist onto the table.

"You will all listen to me, you are to stop these petty arguments, you are going to become Dragon Riders, and to do such you will need to work together, is that all understood?"Return to your tasks. In eight more hours return here for the evening meal in which you will all meet your dragons. Vilhelm, Föstólfr take Kell with you and do some battle stances training. Remember to feed the dragons every two hours but at the moment you wont need to as Zala'Drakhar is off hunting for them. Theren, Corlandril and Valdir, go back to the library and read up more about your dragons as i shall test you later." Modeus decreed

Bowing his head, Corlandril waited until the apprentices began to file out before joining Theren and Valdir. On the walk their Corlandril heard Theren speak in elvish.

"Why would Modeus select a man like that. He is disgusting. Unworthy of my...OUR attention. And he is what? Barely out of his twentieth year? Even that human mercenary, Kell, is a more decent fellow than him. Anyway, good luck finding your book Valdir, that Modeus is pretty good." Theren vented

Corlandril smiled, agreeing with the High Elf but keeping his own counsel to himself.

Returning to the great library, Corlandril walked to his seat and began pouring over the text again. The more Corlandril read about the green dragons the more he anticipated meeting his dragon. Diving into the book, Corlandril devoured as much information as he could.

Kalranos.

Kalranos watched the great dragon unfurl his wings.

"I shall return shortly with some live animals for you to hunt and feed on. Now try not to get into trouble while im away." Zala'Drakhar said

Kalranos watched the dragon fly off the keep and into the distance. A part of Kalranos longed to soar through the sky along with him, but Kalanos promised himself that soon he would join the black dragon.

Walking back over to the trees, Kalranos saw several other dragons already there, sharpening their claws and talons.

"This is exiting isn't it? Our first hunt, the chance to eat fresh meat." Fennindier said out loud.

"Yes it is rather exiting, imagine the prey at your teeth every bone cracking under the immense pressure of your jaws, the taste of blood, the taste of meat." Hildur spoke, the anticipation dripping from her words.

Kalranos ignored the responses and avoided speaking with the other dragons. Hunger and aggression warred in his mind as he thought of the hunt. Walking over to a secluded tree, Kalranos methodically began sharpening his claws and fang, ready to hunt whatever Zala'Drakhar brought back.

 

[revan4559]

Modeus would push himself out of his chair and leaves the hall after everyone has left and returns to the forge to continue with his work hoping to finish it before the end of the day.

Theren, Corlandril, Valdir: You three would be getting on reading the books about your dragons and are nearing the end. As each of you turns onto the last page you are confronted with the single must annoying sentence you could read at this stage of the book: "Well done my students for reading this book, NOW GO FIND AND READ THE SECOND ONE!". It appears Modeus has written more books on the dragons than just a mere single book. Now your task is to search for the second book associated with your dragon and read that one too.

Föstólfr, Kell, Vilhelm: After returning to the training room and practicing your stances three dwarves would open the door and come walking in and wait for you three to gather. "High Lord Modeus requests your presence in the forge and says to bring the weapons that you use in battle so he may inspect them." The Dwarves then wait for the three to gather their weapons before leading them to the keeps forge which is about twenty minutes from the location and deeper in the mountain.

The Dragons: After thirty minutes of talking and playing Zala'Drakhar's huge shadow appears overhead and almost hands in the tiny courtyard where you are. In his two front legs are two squirming deer which are still alive and uninjured. As he passes low over the courtyard he would drop down the two deer before flying off to go and retrieve some more food for you all.

Arrawn: You have only just reached High Hold keeps front entrance when it opens and two dwarves come out to meet you. They tell you that Modeus will be disappointed that you are late and tell you to come to the forge with from bringing your weapons so High Lord Modeus can inspect them along with meeting some other Dragon Rider Apprentices.

Madoc: You have only just woken up after several hours sleep and notice that all the other dragons are gone from their pens. A single dwarf would be stood infront of you and motions for you to follow him to the courtyard where the other dragons are. As the dwarf lets you in you see a huge dragon fly overhead and drop two living deer into the courtyard for you and the other dragons to try your hunting skills and to eat some fresh meat.

 

[komanko]

Föstólfr

As Föstólfr offered anyone who wanted to come with him to see the dragons, Kell replied, "How could i resist the offer of your fine company?", "Apparently you cant resist it", Föstólfr said laughing. Vilhelm stayed silent so they left without him. As they were walking towards the dragons, Kell interrupted his thinking and said, "Handsome, friendly and quite the talkative one to boot! I have hit gold with this partnership, Care to share your thoughts? Though i already have an inkling as to what they might be, if i was to hazard a guess i would say it was about our elven company, no?". Föstólfr turned his head and looked at Kell, he then said with a sigh, "Sure, its not that interesting, just thinking what will it be to battle the elf, I'm holding no grudge to people I don't know...". They continued chatting until they finally returned to the study area. They continued studying for a while but soon three dwarves opened the door and told them, "High Lord Modeus requests your presence in the forge and says to bring the weapons that you use in battle so he may inspect them.". Quickly standing up, Föstólfr was ready to go in a mere moment. Once everyone were ready they followed the dwarves, they walked for about twenty minutes and then arrived, two mighty doors were whats standing between them and the next room...

Hildur

Hildur was in the middle of sharpening her claws and teeth when the mighty and huge shadow of Zala'Drakhar appeared. She looked up and saw two creatures squirming in between his great claws, they were uninjured yet helpless. Zala'Drakhar flew over the courtyard dropping the two creatures now recognizable as deers. The moment they were dropped they began running away, they could sense the danger around them. Hildur silently followed one of them, ignoring the others, not looking what they are doing. She got closer and closer to the deer, once in jumping range she leaped but apparently the deer was aware of her presence and just dashed away to a safer place. Deciding to go on an entirely different approach, Hildur jumped to the cool water and waited for a deer to pass by. She knew that once a deer while pass there he will be doomed as she will strike out of the water, closing her jaw around his legs and pulling him to the cold dark waters, where he will suffocate and die.

 

[Angel of Blood]

Kell

Kell carried on walking with Föstólfr who to his suprise actually joked back. Perhaps the man wasn't such a humourless meat head after all he thought to himself. Föstólfr mentioning his thoughts on how it would be to battle the elf. "Be a tough fight i can say that. What with his apparent love of the arcane. Never did put much trust into those that use magic to fight, to afraid to get theirs hands dirty up close and personal. Don't trust anything i can't see. Get up close to the elf though and it will be an entirely different affair" They continued to talk as they made their way back to the study area, somehow having not going to see the dragons in the end. Just as they arrived a group of dwarves arrived and said "High Lord Modeus requests your presence in the forge and says to bring the weapons that you use in battle so he may inspect them.". Kells sword were already both in their rough scabbards across his back and his pistol firmly holstered at his thigh. When they were ready they followed the dwarves on a winding path until the forge came into view, smoke poured out from an outlet somewhere from the works going on inside. The entrance to the forge was blocked by two huge doors which they apporached "We expecting giants for company aswell?" he said aloud indicating the massive doors.

Keeler

A black dragon jumped infront of Keeler, tensing herself up to enchance her size over Keeler and asked "what were you thinking about?". Keeler merely grinned for a moment and then pounced at the other dragon to barrel her over. The other dragon altho perhaps suprised by the sudden action fought back hard and impressed Keeler with her strength, even gaining the upper hand 'not bad, might actually have someone worth talking to' she thought, not being put off by the other dragons apparent arrogance, if anything appreicating it more that the over excitable and polite other dragons. Keeler continued to fight, failing to notice Zala'Drakhar return with the two deer. Concentrating so much on the playful but scrappy fight Keeler didn't notice the other dragons begin their hunts.

 

[CaptainFatty]

Theren
Theren smiled as he turned to the last page of the book. He had finished well before the others and remembered almost everything he had read. His celebration was cut short however when he read what was on that page - 'Well done my students for reading this book, NOW GO FIND AND READ THE SECOND ONE!' There were mixed feelings about this sentence after Theren read it. Frustration at the fact that he had gone to so much trouble getting the first one, but awe at the amount of knowledge on dragons that Modeus had. He walked past Valdir and headed to the spot where the book should have been, carefully placing it in the gap, noticing for the first time that there was enough space for an extra book.

Taking a deep breath, Theren began to look for this second book. It was just as hard to find as the first and Theren's frustration began to well up after only 10 minutes. Walking towards the back of the library, he noticed a small pile of parchment under a table that he hadn't seen before. He angrily kicked it aside, revealing a book as large as the one he had just read - 'A guide to white dragons. vol. 2.' This book had just as much information as the first, meaning Theren wouldn't have time today to examine the rest of Modeus' fine collection. Still frustrated, he headed back, sat down and read the book.

Fennindier
Fennindier was still sharpening his teeth and claws when the shadow of Zala'Drakhar swept over the courtyard. As he looked up, he could smell the blood of the deer, which were writhing madly in Zala'Drakhar's claws.As the adult dragon swept down to drop the deer, Fennindier ran under him, hoping to be the first to reach the helpless prey. When Zala'Drakhar dropped the animals though, he realised that they weren't as helpless as he thought, the deer running almost as soon as they were dropped. Fennindier lunged at one but missed, the deer still agile despite it's ordeal with Zala'Drakhar. He followed it around the courtyard untill it ran into a corner - now was his chance. Creeping low, he leaped towards the animal, jaw open wide, ready to deliver a killing blow. Despite cornering the creature though, it still managed to avoid Fennindier's jaws around it's neck, and he just got one of it's legs, trapping it between his teeth. He bit hard, savoring the blood that poured into his mouth, clawing at the creatures body. He knew that if he tried to change position that it would get away, so he waited, hoping that another dragon might come to help.

 

[BlackApostleVilhelm]

Vilhelm had been silent as they returned to their study area, practicing with Fostolfr for awhile before both he and Kell decided to go see the dragons. He had an interest in the dragons yes but the practice here was more important at the moment so he stayed put and went on practicing letting the humans go about their own business. That was the thing with humans, they could never concentrate on something for too long, thier minds did not work that way.

Yes they had great cities and wonderful works but those would never amount to anything like the mighty dwarven cities and fortresses. The dwarves always bent their whole minds to whatever their task was, giving it everything they had until it was done and done the right way. Whether it was fighting, masonry, blacksmithing, drinking or eating they always did it to thier full abilities and that was what marked the dwarves out among the other races.

Vilhelm took pride in this, and he would be damned if he did not master these stances the way they were supposed to be done. Yet after awhile a dwarf came in and told him that he was to take his weapons to the forge for Lord Modeus to inspect, and so Vilhelm picked up his large doubleheaded axe and followed his kinsman out of the room. They soon met up with Kell and Fostolfr and he fell into step with them, his axe resting on his shoulder.

As they reached the mighty doors to the forge Vilhelm took a deep breath and got in front of Kell and Fostolfr, "Ah, the might of dwarven engineering, can you smell that boys?" he took a big whiff and smelled the smoke from the fires and the smell of burning iron, "Mmmm it is like I am home again....." he turned to the two men and motioned for them to follow, "Witness the beauty of a dwarven forge." He had to admit he was very excited to enter a dwarven forge, he had expected not to meet any of his kinsmen on this journey and to have the chance to be in the forge again made him very giddy.

One of the dwarves nodded at him and he strapped his axe to his back before putting his meaty hands on the doors and pushing them open with all of his strength, his senses being assaulted by the smells and sounds and sights of the forge, a tear of happiness running down his cheek.

Thorygus

Thorygus had let the others do thier whole play fight and had made his way back to his mound where he had continued digging around before hearing the great one come back. He poked his head out and saw him drop two fresh deer into the courtyard who bolted right away out of fear. He sat in the mound and waited, tightening his muscles and readying himself to pounce should one get close enough for him to leap on it.

He wiggled his head so some dirt fell over it and covered up the shine of his scales and one of the deer made its way towards the back of the mound to hide. He licked his lips before backing back into the dirt. As he pushed his head out the other side he saw that another dragon had cornered the deer and had its leg in his mouth, he cocked his head to the side as he thought on what to do. He figured he should help the other dragon so he rushed out of the dirt mound, using his large muscles to power him across the ground before barreling into the deer.

His left claw hit its front leg as his mouth closed around its neck, the blood pouring into his mouth as he bit down into one of its main veins. He savored the taste and looked at the other dragon, his eyes showing that since he had been the first to the deer that he could have it. As the deer's strength drained away it collapsed and Thorygus let go nodding at the other dragon.