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- Posted: Sat, 04 Feb 2012 07:28:08 +0000
Current Location: Area around Dorian Ruins
Speaking With: Sunnifa
Speaking With: Sunnifa
When they arrived at the Forge Varian leaped off of Furion and ran in to grab what he needed, mainly his sword and Sunnifa’s battleaxe. The swords had a shimmer and ripple to them that reminded him of a dragon’s flames. It was quite hypnotic if you caught it correctly in the light, the way the steel seemed to waver and dance.
He tossed her the axe and it seemed like she would almost burst with excitement. He strapped his new sword to his side and grabbed a two Dragonsteel daggers and put them in sheathes on his side just in case. He didn’t use them often but he thought Slade’s soldiers were the perfect test subjects.
They flew as fast as they could, Dragon and Sunnifa being the faster of the two they reached their destination first, with Furion catching up. The city that had been Dorian was indeed nothing but ruins and smoke, he felt the rage hot and fresh again as he saw firsthand what this Overlord had done.
He watched as Sunnifa and Dragon dove and picked up someone, that was just like Sunnifa, drag someone else into their issue. “When will you ever learn…” He knew she meant well so it was more out of exasperation than frustration. While they were dealing with their passenger and the men below he spotted a battalion near the forest.
“This next battalion is ours!” he shouted towards Sunnifa and her guest. “Let’s get them boy.”
Furion roared his agreement and they dove towards the battalion, he could see several look up and heard screams of terror. Furion opened his maw and a jet of fire was unleashed that was almost blinding to look at. The men it touched suffered a fate almost worse than death, the metal of their armor melted and began to eat into the flesh. In a moment almost half the battalion was dead or dying, but it wasn’t enough.
Varian leapt off Furion while his dragon began to use his tail and claws to rend their enemies apart while Varian used his magic to propel pieces of rock and trees into his enemies and his sword to slice through those that he could reach. He was a whirlwind of destruction, master of his blade and it was performing beautifully. The metal was sharper than anything he had ever crafted and sliced through their armor like a knife through a cake.
In mere moments the battalion was dead or melted into the ground. Furion roared and shot a plume of fire into the air as Varian climbed back onto his partner. He wiped a bit of sweat off his brow as he said, “Well done my friend, well done.” They launched back into the air and rejoined Sunnifa and Dragon.
“We should we land and introduce ourselves to the young man.”