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[LEAVING]

(sorry for not roleplaying, but I cannot find any way to fit in yet )

[Crocodile-God]

**Feyn's nostrils flared as she caught Raphael and Alana's scent, barely opening her blind green eyes. Her breathing had grown raspy and hollow sense the fight and her great wing lay slumped against herself** Alana....**she grumbled, barely able to see clearly due to the poison dulling her** I cannot see you....**a weak plume of smoke puffed from her teeth as she spoke, frustrated that a human AND dragon are witnessing her in such a state**

[Benathorn]

(sorry for not roleplaying, but I cannot find any way to fit in yet )

[I understand, Eldrim hasn't been introduced yet so many of those characters for that kingdom have not been played. However your elf can be traveling to Pavalon or trying to keep herself hidden most of the time since elves are so rarely seen nowadays. Pavalon will be the next place to have all the drama in it I'm sure. ^_^]

[LEAVING]

(K, but I will wait a bit :3)

[Benathorn]

Δℓαиα Ƥɛи∂яαɢσи

~.:Alana Pendragon:. ~ .:Windhelm Princess:. ~ .:Female:. ~ .:21:. ~ .:Human:. ~ .: Mount: Raphael :. ~

Alana watched as the female took a few painful breaths. She was clearly frustrated to be seen in such a state, all dragons were prideful creatures and rightly so. Alana looked carefully to the female as she saw the trademark cloudy hazed eyes which indicated she was unable to see them. Raphael stirred next to her as he moved closer to inspect the female's wounds 'What is your name, queen?' All females were referred to as such by their own kind as he stood tentatively near with his wings folded to his sides. He showed concerned for the queen's wounds as he gave Alana a worried glance as she herself wished Sorina was here. The mage would know some remedy or deep magic spell to cure the dragon of her poison but Alana knew not. She had no magical skills or potions to be of any use and the thought of watching such a great beast die before her angered her somewhat. She sat down before the female with her head bowed in what would seem like defeat when a sudden thrum at her side sent a jolt through her. Looking down at her sword she noticed a dim pale light blue glow as the sword seemed to be somewhat offended that she had not realized it sooner. A small smile crossed her lips as she drew the slender blade from it's sheath and watched it react to the situation before it. She still found it odd when she felt human emotions come from the mysterious blade as it seemed to scold her for doubting it's powers and the familiar hum of deep magic filled the air around them. "I think I may be able to help you after all." Alana did not know what the sword had in mind but she could feel herself move towards the wounded dragon without fear and place the tip of the sword gently upon the crimson dragon's scales. A violet and blue hued light emanated from the blade as the will of the deep magic flowed from the sword and through the weakening dragon before them.

As soon as it had shined the moment was over and the sword of peace seemed content with it's job and ready to sleep once more at her side. Placing the blade back in it's sheath she looked down to the queen and noticed that all the festering wounds were not only healed but disappearing before their eyes. The queens color was returning to a deep red hue and Alana could only simply smile as she watched the miracle before her. Raphael simply shook his head at the sight as he rumbled deeply 'Deep Magic always baffles me. That's two things now that your sword has achieved today Alana.' Alana simply nodded as she turned to the female dragon who now looked radiant under the gray sunlight "How do you feel now? Better I hope." She was baffled that the sword of peace had willed her to help the creature and was glad that it had reacted to her worries. She felt a part of her begin to understand the sword more and more these days but weather that was due to the threat of Ragnarok or the fleeting will of deep magic, she would never know.

[Ylva Rane]

Δℓαиα Ƥɛи∂яαɢσи

~.:Alana Pendragon:. ~ .:Windhelm Princess:. ~ .:Female:. ~ .:21:. ~ .:Human:. ~ .: Mount: Raphael :. ~

Alana mounted Raphael as the large dragon knelled so that she could reach him better. Feeling the muscles beneath her as the dragon spread his wings in preparation for flight she turned back to her mage and knights as she tried to think about what actions they should all take. Clearly Pavalon should be warned of the potential danger to their kingdom but she felt the need to seek out Howl for her own reasons. Listening to the conversation that Aden was having to one of the few remaining Pavalon knights, she urged Raphael to walk over to them and the others "Sorina, Anastas...Pavalon is in great danger as is the other four kingdoms. I believe it may be best if you accompanied this Pavalon knight back to her kingdom to warn them of the coming peril." She felt a bit awkward relinquishing her trusted friends from her side but she knew Pavalon was the next place to be as the sword of peace thrummed in response at her side. "And if it's not too much trouble Aden, may I ask you accompany them as well. You seem to have a vast knowledge of what is going on and the sword of will should be located before it is taken." The half elf looked up from his conversation with the griffon and seemed to nod slightly as if this was his idea all along. "I will meet you all there shortly and this shouldn't take long. Once I have located the other elf I will make my way to Pavalon." As if on cue Raphael pumped his massive wings in just two strokes before he lifted off and towards the direction that the musician had retreated to.

Only a sparse amount of woods dotted the plains as Alana moved as one with her mount and gave one last look to her friends as she made headway to the woods. The sky however was taking a turn of deep gray and a deep roll of thunder sounded in the distance. Once they appeared as small dots beneath her Raphael spoke in his usual rumbling voice 'Why search for this man? What use would he be to us?' Alana was silent for a few passing moments as the wind whipped her hair and any loose clothing behind her while Raphael flew in varying strokes. "If he has any knowledge of the swords or Ragnarok then I must know. Also, I wish to sate my own curiosity." A deep rumble vibrated through the dragon as he flew close to woodlands below 'Curiosity killed the cat as they say.' Raphael landed in a small clearing that could barely fit the large dragon's form, trees whipped at the force of his landing while Alana jumped from his back and landed with ease "Yet the cat still had eight lives." She smiled back to her crimson friend who simply returned the grin with one of his own. A soft patter of rain began to fall from the sky and started to soak Alana as she slipped off her breastplate and and chain mail. Armor was of little use wet and right now she merely wanted to be rid of the heavy metal while she walked the woods in peace for the first time in years. Placing the armor in Raphael's side saddle she patted him on the shoulder affectionately as the two strode forward into the woods.

Δ∂ɛn Ɔяσƨƨ

~.: Aden Cross:. ~ .:Rouge:. ~ .:Male:. ~ .: Appears 24:. ~ .:Human/Dark Elf:. ~ Avian Form:. ~

Aden wanted to laugh at the griffons quirky behavior as he obviously wounded the creatures delicate pride with his taunting's. The voice of the Windhelm princess brought his attention back around as she addressed them all to go to Pavalon in search for the sword of will. Aden had already been planning to go with the Griffon's rider and watched as Alana took off into the skies. "Well does that answer your question Amira? Pavalon should keep their sword close to them because Rasputin is sure to send his hounds to follow." Aden could feel it. The shadows held one of Rasputin's dogs as they seemed to relish the coming storm overhead. Out of the corner of his eyes he thought he saw two shadows split, one going after the Windhelm princess and one in the direction of Pavalon. But the glimpse was so quick and whatever demonic creature Rasputin had unleashed was already gone from his keen sights. Hugin seemed to sense it too as the raven spoke close to his ear 'Thou brother releases one of his many hell hounds. This time not of fire but of shadow and death, much more dangerous then the first two. Beware, though their size may be much smaller then the fire hounds, the shadow hounds cannot be harmed by any mortal blade. Only deep magic may kill their darkened hearts.' Aden could feel himself sigh as he shook his head "Great, can not wait to see how that goes." He looked to Sorina with an amused expression as he eyed the giant Gaenor "You din't mind if I ride with you guys again right?" He threw a smirk to the black dragon who obviously disliked him but pretended not to care. "We should probably make haste to your Pavalon kingdom. Hugin here says that you may have a shadow hound after one of your swords." He addressed Amira before looking to Sorina quickly as he recalled the hounds they fought "They are much more dangerous then the big fiery brutes back at your place."

[It's odd, I was just wondering recently how you came across this Rp Hollow and now I know. ^^ I can't say how happy I am to see how everyone found this place and is enjoying the story so far. It makes me smile deep down but then again that could be the sugar rush from my sweet tea...I have an addiction to tea...mmm sweet delicious tea. ^_^;]

‡ Sorina Voras ‡

Sorina nodded her consent to the princess's polite command, and waved casually as she flew off on Raphael. She couldn't ever recall having been to Pavalon, at least on friendly terms... and with permission. Yet here she was about to be escorted there because of this business with the swords. Aden was dragging her all over the place, and she couldn't say that she hated it. In fact, it was quite exciting. Did Alana run her plans by the Pavalon king? It might be a little odd for them to suddenly appear before the kingdom's royalty unannounced. He couldn't have been too thrilled letting Windhelm dragon riders into his company.

She turned her attention back to Aden as he spoke, smiling enthusiastically. "Of course you can ride with us! Right, Gaenor?" Sorina glanced up at the dragon, and he promptly ignored her question. "He's thrilled as well, in case you couldn't tell." she chuckled, but as Aden mentioned the hellhounds, she grew slightly more serious. Only slightly. Shadows, huh? If there wasn't much on fiery hellhounds, there was even less on the shadowed ones. This was going to be a problem... "Then your brother must be growing desperate, I suppose. We should leave as soon as possible, if that's all right with you, madam knight." Sorina said, directing those last words at the Pavalon knight. She didn't wait for an answer, though. Swiftly she climbed onto Gaenor's back, rummaging through her pack as she settled. Obviously she wasn't going to have enough time to do much of anything, and although she had her magic, Sorina was pretty much defenseless. She'd have to enchant a dagger on the way.

Sorina had brought three daggers total, just in case. One, however, was just one that she carried around with her. It was really only for special circumstances, as it was the bearer of her most powerful enchantments, mixed precisely with the venom of her spider companion. It was specialized, made just for her as she specifically told the blacksmith. The hilt was black, the knob at the end fashioned somewhat to hold the appearance of a spider. Two tiny rubies gleamed dully as its eyes. Its legs were barely prominent, stretching up the rest of the hilt, making it easier to grasp the dagger and less likely to be ripped from her hand. The blade was of the hardest metal found in Windhelm, sharp and significantly deadly. Even more deadly with her enchantments. This particular weapon had cost her a fortune, but it was well worth it. A special weapon, with special magic, for a special occasion. What to use it for... well, she'd have to wait and see. Naturally, it wasn't as powerful as Deep magic, and not nearly as powerful as the swords of power. To her estimates, the magic in the dagger could only be used once, and then it would be a regular blade until she enchanted it again. If only she could make a weapon as powerful as the legendary swords, Sorina would die happy.

As Sorina brushed the sheathed dagger to the side, her hand touched upon something completely unexpected. "What the--" She pulled her hand out, and with it came Arachnia, her companion about the size of her entire hand. Sorina shook her head and smiled. "A stowaway, hm? Mischevious creature." Arachnia tapped her front legs on Sorina's hand as if in response, and the mage carefully put the spider back in her pack, pulling out a normal dagger.

[Crocodile-God]

**Feyn's body shivered as the poison kept her from speaking her own name, her eyes closing. She didn't even have the strength to react as she heard the sword being drawn, not caring if the human finished her off. Then the sword touched her scales. An ancient power shot through her body like lightening making the white runes hidden in red light up, her eyes opening and widening. The feeling of euphoria was over too soon as her strength and vibrant red color returned, her fine keened senses returning good as new.** How?...**she lifted her head up to stare down at the human, her hazed green eyes darting to the sword.** That sword?...**She tucked her wings back at her sides and returned her gaze to the human** Alana...**she then looked up at Raphael, staring at him for a moment before speaking** I'm Saquunfeyn.....And...i am..**it was hard for her to finish but she forced it out** I am truely thankful for your help Alan Pendragon of Windhelm **her voice was deep but sincere, bowing her head to them**

[lynettetan1]

Listening to the ruckus around her, the talking went rather fast. Amira hardly knew a thing, before it was already decided. Would the king allow it? And they started hurrying her. Amore's wings ruffled in annoyance, but she said nothing. Amira stated around with her blue eyes, before she nodded. But first... She was not flying with a dragon behind her while slowed down. Takin off her armour and placing it in her bag, she grabbed the bag and slung it over her shoulder, as she nodded. Throwing the bag up into the air, they took to the air before she caught it back, to lighten the load, before they hovered slightly, waiting, before fluing off once more. She flew steadily on, Amore slowing down for the dragons, seeing as they could not move as fast. Must be all the muscles. They slowly soared back to Pavalon, quickly and efficiently as she spotted the outline of the city getting closer and closer.

[deletethisaccount145]

Kitayla got out of Tobias's lap after a bit. "I'm going to the library," she told him then walked out of the room. Kit got to the rather large library, picked up a book, then curled up in a comfy chair and started to read peacefully. Rowan didn't follow her. She just sat on her perch again and closed her eyes.

[Benathorn]

Δℓαиα Ƥɛи∂яαɢσи

~.:Alana Pendragon:. ~ .:Windhelm Princess:. ~ .:Female:. ~ .:21:. ~ .:Human:. ~ .: Mount: Raphael :. ~

Alana watched as the runic dragon named Saquunfeyn thanked them, no small task for such a creature of strength and pride. Alana's eyes softened as she dipped her head humbly to such words spoken from a queen dragon "Your welcome Saquunfeyn, but it was the sword of peace who really helped. I'm sorry it did not see it fitting to give it your sight back as well but I guess it knew you were strong without it." Alana could never predict what the deep magic would choose and the fact that it chose to help them was a blessing in itself. Raphael was also astonished that the female was thanking them as he gave the rune marked queen a sideways glance 'You are a great distance from our home Saquunfeyn. What brings a queen such as yourself so far without a rider?' Alana did not think it was necessary to ask such questions but it seemed to be a question that was common of dragons and their own kind as he kept a rather regal stance. "she is a dragon Raphael, she is free to roam as she pleases. One of the few creatures of this world that can." She had always been a bit envious of dragons and their might when she was young but the day she bounded with Raphael was also the day she got her wings. "Anyway, I'm glad we could be of help to you. I can't tell you how much I would have dread to see one of our dragons pass away." Alana looked up to Saquunfeyn as the rain above began to move on and the evening rays of light shined through turning the forest into a lush green.

Δ∂ɛn Ɔяσƨƨ

~.: Aden Cross:. ~ .:Rouge:. ~ .:Male:. ~ .: Appears 24:. ~ .:Human/Dark Elf:. ~ Avian Form:. ~

Aden watched as Amira and Amore strode into the air while hovering patiently for the rest of them. He himself had second thoughts however, and the thought of going to the shores of Pavalon would certainly be an experience. Last time he visited he had been much younger and had only frequented the area once on one of his assassination assignments. Best not to think of those days though. Hugin seemed undaunted by Gaenor as he flew from his perch to one of the large black dragon's horns. He gave Sorina a nervous grin as they both knew that the dragon would rather do without carrying the half elf again. "Right, were one big happy family then, aren't we Gaenor?" Following after Sorina as she mounted the beast, he was careful not to press his luck too much with the dragon unlike his fun with Amore.

As they prepared for take off he noticed their little stowaway as the large spider Arachnia climbed from one of Sorina's bags. "Ah, I see your pretty little spider has decided to join us once more. It's a pleasure to have you along Arachnia, I'm glad to have you on our side." Giving a small nod to the insect and showing proper respect he noticed Sorina fiddle with a very intricate dagger. "Interesting dagger you have there. Planning on using it any time soon?" He recalled the last enchanted dagger he had used of hers and made a note to acquire a new sword and dagger for both of them. Since his melted as did hers shortly after, it was the least he could do to make up for the lose of one of her weapons. "Hopefully Pavalon has some good metal smiths. They supposedly have a much warmer climate there so I'm sure the ore they mine is of top quality." He was trying to recall his last visit and of any plazas that would carry a good dealer to trade with. "Once were there I'll return that knife I 'borrowed' and find me a good sword since my other one melted. Maybe buy a pair of dual swords hopefully, any preferences on steel you would like?" It was idle conversation to pass the time on the flight over but important nonetheless. Hugin seemed perfectly comfortable as he nestled between the dragon's horns atop his head and Aden held on tight for the dragon's usual speed.