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 Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 8:59 pm
In a realm disconnected from time and space.
A world of fog. weightless in the bountiful sky.
Long ago, War raged on. Between Humans and Dragons. although under the cover of darkness. groups of Humans formed treaties with the Dragons. soon Relationships formed. and a new breed was formed. Dragonshifters. They appear human, but under intense conditions of strong force of will. they transform into magnificent dragons. After 500 years the war still raged. when a group of Dragonshifters made a pact to stop the violence. and took there final stand. With the strenght of Lords they challenged the Dragons. The golden bolts shot from the Golden Shifters, scattered the opposing forces, The Red Shifters weaved great firestorms. and the Black Shifters unleashed a miasma of Death and Disease. And soon the Dragons were no more.
Though victory came at a step price. The Dragonshifters were outcast. "freaks" by nature. They were exhaled to the floating isle's of Acstansia. Thousands of years have past... And soon war will rage once again. but there are few that can stop this disaster. This is your fate.
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 11:46 pm
Bartoriax opened his eyes, the fresh smell of smoke filling his nostrils. "Come now, you are ready for the ceremony" Elder Nito spoke as Bart stood. "I really don't see how this is important" He spoke arrogantly "silence, do you not understand the significance of this, YOU are the Black dragon of legend." Nito's voice rose. booming in the damp cave. "Now follow me and do as you're told"
Bart sighed and followed silently. this was the Tomb of the Ancient Lords. The sacred ground of their tribe. the dark hallway was lit with a blue flaming torchlight every few meters. Nito's light. Statues of the Legendary Black Dragons adorned the sides. almost like they were watching Bart begin his pilgrimage. soon enough they were at the end of the path. The stood in front of the giant sarcophagus ontop of it rested an old scroll "This is the Prophecy, Bartoriax, Here, take it, only then will you know if the prophecy speaks of you" Nito handed the scroll over to Bart, who grasped it gently, the scroll began to glow as Bart's eyes turned black. His hands morphing back and forth from his Transformed state. Suddenly. the scroll shot out from his hands resting itself back on the sarcophagus, Bart stared at his hands. a Black symbol was cinged into his flesh "Wha? What was that?" Nito smiled "That's was confirmation"
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 12:08 am
Azmarilda followed her gram quietly, feeling the foggy air cling to her in the cramped path they followed. Her eyes dragged the rows of ancient golden dragons - dragons of the prophecy. Az turned he head and stopped before a great golden dragon, watching as her grandmother motioned to the scroll that sat there. Everything had been explained to her before-hand and, as Azmarilda grasped the scroll, a gasp escaped her pale lips.
The small girls eyes turned gold as her hand shifted from forms. The flashes in her eyes were from past dragons from the prophecy, their lives. But it all ended so soon and the scroll jumped back into its place as her grandmother casually strolled out. "I will prepare your bags, Azmarilda. Meet me in the court yard." Her grandmother stated, not giving the girl a state in edge-wise.
Azmarilda nodded to her grandmother slightly, inspecting the new golden mark on her palm. It looked to be in the shape of a wing and was the same gold as her scales. Az could only admire the black threaded through. It was beautiful. With a sigh, she proceeded to the courtyard and met her grandmother, seeing a bag with the vitals she would need. Azmarilda hugged her grandmother tightly, listening to the instructions she was giving.
"Goodbye my child. Luck be with you." Her grandmother said, kissing her granddaughters forehead. Azmarilda nodded. "I promise to return, Grandmother." Az said before stepping back a couple feet and shifting. Her sharp talons made holes in the dirt as her grandmother fastened her bag around the first three ridges on the scales of her neck and Az was off. The great golden dragon accended into the sky and toward the fifth island, toward her destiny.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 12:15 pm
Bartoriax stood at the edge of his village, looking down.. "Day after day, it's always the same. Clouds clouds and more clouds" He turned and grabbed his backpack, giving one last look of reluctance to Nito. "Go now my son. The Mark will guide you." Bart sighed as he fell back, off the edge of the cliff. Transforming while free-falling He roared as he flew off into the clouds. He looked down and stared at his claw. The mark had changed into a blood-red colour, he clenched his fist closed and flew aimlessly into the distance. after awhile, Bart's hand began to glow, A dark mist covering it, and once again Bart's eyes turned black and he was shown the path. the the hidden fifth Isle "The land of the Ancient lords?" B spoke to himself. still in awe about the past few days. so much had happened.. It was information overload. So Bart did what he was told. Still dubious that he could be the dragon the legends past down through generations spoke of.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 12:30 pm
Azmarilda felt her wings tire and she sighed, seeing the fifth island. Fog thickened around her and weighed down on her wings, leaving the small female plum tuckered out. Slowly she dropped toword a clearing, only able to see it on the island when her eyes shone bright golden.
Az landed on the ground, her heavy talons churning the ground up and sending two trees down with her tail. Slowly, she shifted human and began as her grandmother had told her. Setting up camp.
With slow hands, Az set wood up in a circle of rocks and lightening zapped from her mark, lighting the wood to make a small fire. Her tent was set up a few feet away and the small female braided her pale hair back from her eyes, shivering at the eerie feeling that set over her.
Azmarilda looked up, her cobalt eyes zeroing in on a black figure that approached from the east. She backed up and watched the black figure with narrowed, calculating eyes. She felt a small tingle in her hand and knew it was another chosen one. But hey, you couldn't be to careful.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 2:07 pm
Soon enough Bartoriax neared the mystical isle he saw in the vision, Although something was different. His mark had started to itch, as he looked around for a clearing. Thinking nothing of it. He flew over a small girl setting up what looked like a campfire. 'What? I'm not the first one here?' His voice echoed in his mind as he landed a few hundred meters away And morphed back into his human self. And started walking over the where he though he saw the girl. As he got close his mark itched and started burning not an unbearable burn but a burn nonetheless. Bart past a few broken trees. 'So she must be a shifter too. Interesting' and soon he smelt the fresh smell of smoke. as the girl entered his line of sight.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 2:17 pm
Azmarilda watched as the figure lande and shifted. She felt the tingle burn slightly and looked down at her hand, closing her fingers over the palm to hide the mark. She backed up slightly, narrowing her eyes.
"Who are you?" She asked guardedly, her eyes shifting to take on a yellow tint. She crossed her arms, pursing her pale pink lips with a smirk that would tame the devil.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 2:24 pm
Bartoriax sighed and sat down at the fire. peeling off his jacket and top hat, throwing them onto a nearby tree branch. "I'm Bartoriax, You must know that only the Shifters of the prophecy can access this Isle" he laid back and closed his eyes "Nice camp you made here. easy to spot." Bart sighed again. finally being able to relax after after weeks of ceremonies and meetings with the elders.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 2:35 pm
Azmarilda nodded softly to the male and sat down on the other side of the fire. "I am aware. Just unsure of who I can trust. I've never been outside of my village, so I'm guarded." She stated, wondering if she should say her name. "My name is Azmarilda, but you can call me Az." She said softly, her voice quietening near the end.
Azmarilda figited, unsure of what to say next. Her hand itched greatly and she felt uncomfortable. Az felt her hair falling from her braid and undid it, threading it over her shoulder and combing it with her fingers. She looked up, knowing two other dragons were to come. Az silently wondered who else would be around, weather they were male or females.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 2:11 pm
Bartoriax smiled, "That's a nice name" He stared into the sky. "Have you seen any of the other 'Chosen' ones?" He spoke the word Chosen in a sarcastic tone. Suddenly his stomach growled. causing Bart to stand and look around. "I wonder if there is any animals here... I'm famished." He reached around and grabbed his backpack. waiting for a response.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 9:35 pm
Azmarilda blinked her bright blue eyes slowly before awnsering the male. "You are the first I have seen of the Chosen." She answered calmly, folding her hands in her lap as he stated the next sentence. "I smelt some deer not far from here, we could take advantage of ground and sky?" She suggested softly before standing and grabbing her pack from across the camp she had set up.
Az produced a small pack and removed the contraption. With nimble hands, the small girl put together a bow, pulling a pack of arrows off her pack where they had been tied to her bag. "Or you could do it the old fashion and hunt for yourself with this? I prefer sky though." Az said, shrugging as she offered Bartoriax the bow. It was made of jupiter wood and was strong enough to outlast even the strongest of shifters.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 10:22 pm
Bart smiled and declined the bow "Thanks but I prefer to hunt with my hands. there's nothing like feeling the life drain from the animal with your bare hands" The corners of his mouth curved into a demonic smile. as he ran off into the forest armed with his trusty dagger. that he had sheathed in his belt.
Bartoriax stopped behind a tree and listened carefully. He thought he heard wings. though he quickly dismissed it. 'probably that other shifter.' he thought. then he heard the heartbeat of an exhausted deer. 'Perrrfect' Bart thought as he sneaked closer to the sound, seeing the deer, he pounced sticking his sharp teeth into it's neck, draining it, he could feel the life slowly slip away from it. until it collapsed to the floor, Bart stood and wiped the blood from his lips, carrying the deer back to the campsite.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2012 11:53 am
Azmarilda watched Bart slip away and put her bow away, her body shifting to her large dragon form quickly. Az jumped into the air with two powerful beats and began her hunt. The heart-beats of other animals rang in her ears and quietly she stalked the elken herd not far from the snowy mountains on the island.
A swit dip helped Az to capture one of the elk in her deathly grip and she killed it quickly. A smirk formed on her dragon face and Az gathered her prey, flying back toward camp. Distant wing beats drew her as Azmarilda landed, releasing her elk to the ground.
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How stupid it was tha Lance thought. He shifted his enourmous body bulk to one sde, avoiding tree's on this mysterious island. He could hear the distant wing beats of another dragon and followed it. His instincts soon brought him to a camp where a golden dagon sat. But Lance's eyes shifted as a human form walked from the woods.
Purely being nice, Lance shifted with a howdy-doody look on his handsome face. "Well fancy meeting you here. Other dragons of the prophecy I suppose. Two males. Humm. I guess I won't be seeing many pretty ladies anymore." Lance mumbled, a look of disappointment crossing his face.
He looked up as the yellow dragon snorted, a deep sound within its throat. He noticed the rather obvious look of annoyance on its face as it began to shift. He noted the womanly features and raised an eye brow as a young girl stood there again, hand on her hip and eyes furrowed.
"I stand corrected. I get to look at this now." He said with a flirty smile that would make any girl melt.
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Az rolled her eyes at the new male, noticing his look of suprise. He obviously didn't see that much. "Anyway, Bart. How was your hunt?" She asked, smiling at her new friend with a flick of her wrist.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 5:57 pm
Bartoriax eyed the new male, taking a slightly defensive stance. Turning towards Az "I got enough to feed us, and our new guest for atleast 5 days" He sighed dragging the corpse over to a nearby tree "I'll tie that up later" He sighed to himself, quickly getting bored. He stared up into the sky 'It'll be dark soon' He knew something was going to happen, but when and what, he did not know.
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