||Thirteen||A Dragon RP||Semi-Literate||NOT Accepting||

[Princess Porcelain]

NOTE: Just so you guys know, I've added a post to the front page that describes all of the elf dragon colors and talents discovered so far in detail. That will host all of the current colors and any new colors and talents invented.

[lynettetan1]

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Ezra looked out to the mouth of the cave, before lowering her head back to her paws, closing her green eyes gently. Her ears were still alert for any unusual sounds, and she had the closest thing to sleep she had ever had in months. Her tail flicked back and forth slightly as she hovered between the dream world and the waking world, asleep yet awake.

[Princess Porcelain]

♦-♦Аиαɭчѕє Ѕαррнɪяα ɪɪɪ♦-♦

Anna considered Ezra for a moment, her scale color changing rapidly with indecision. She thought first to play a prank on the larger dragon, which made her scales settle and change to a sunset orange, but then she decided that the dragon probably wouldn't appreciate it, so her scales resumed their colorful dance. Realizing she had forgotten to observe the other dragons' auras to see if they were trustworthy, she changed her scales' color to a bright green adorning her back, legs, head, neck, and tail and a pale, sky blue underbelly. The insides of her legs and her chest were also adorned with this beautiful color. As the auras of the surrounding dragons came into focus, Anna studied Ezra's. The blue dragon's aura sported dark colors of differing shades, and all moved sluggishly as if under a great weight. Anna knew these told of a sad past being abused and torn at, and Ezra's physical scars accounted for her slow, somewhat jagged aura. Several tiny, black spots indicated voids where something or someone she loved had not been present for most of her life, and it had damaged her spirit. A bright green core almost the same shade as Ezra's eyes was in the center, indicating undeveloped potential and a slight wariness in the way it quivered, as if it wanted to burst forth but at the same time feared the consequences. Most of the dark strands in the dragon's aura flowed outward, indicating the dragon's willingness to help when needed, but some flowed inward, indicating Ezra's lack of self-confidence and wariness of those around her. None of the threads indicated the presence of the Maker in Ezra's heart, so Anna resolved to help Ezra with that. She surmised that, given enough time, Ezra would make a wonderful ally, but someone would have to help her along the way. Anna determined to help in any way she could.

Next, Anna studied Lunaris, the silver fire dragon's aura. She looked at the fast-moving strands carefully, analyzing the pattern and the way they moved. They seemed to be pushed forward by a bright light shining in the center, closest to her heart, a light that indicated a partially developed potential. Most of the strands were bright, cheery, and flowed outward, indicating that Lunaris was probably quite friendly. However, there were several darker colored strands that flowed inward, indicating that the fire dragon was probably in the middle of a decision. Some of the darker threads indicated mental scarring, and one dark, almost blood red thread indicated pride. For what, Anna didn't know and didn't bother to ask. As with Ezra, the Maker's thread was not present in Lunaris's aura. She guessed that, on the whole, Lunaris was quite friendly, but still had much to learn. She moved on to another dragon.

Anna studied the sea dragon, Cassia's aura. This dragon's aura had inward-flowing strands, very few flowed outward, indicating her moodiness and antisocial nature. This dragon preferred not to have others meddling in her affairs, and didn't want any help with anything. The Maker's thread would definitely not be present here. Some of the few outward-flowing strands moved slowly, as if wary. The bright center of the sea dragon's aura indicated undeveloped potential and a rather moody disposition. Anna decided she would watch this dragon carefully just in case.

Anna looked fondly at Suri, one who had become her friend. His aura was the least jagged out of all of the auras she had seen since she began studying them, though his aura had flaws, just like everyone else's. Dark red streaks indicating pride and love of self flowed inward, and fast-moving, brightly colored streaks that flowed outward indicated friendliness. Anna studied further and discovered darker strands that indicated a strange past and secrets kept hidden. The bright center of Suri's aura bulged outward slightly, indicating partially developed potential.

Anna then turned gold to assess the other dragons' emotions. She reached into Ezra's mind first and discovered that the spiked dragon alternately drifted from a subconscious state to sleep, and Anna sent the other dragon a feeling of contentment through her talent, which she knew would help with the dragon's uneasy slumber. She entered Lunaris's mind and found mixed, jumbled emotions that rolled in waves. Anna sent an impression of comfort and contentment to Lunaris as well, knowing it would likely help her sort out her emotions. Anna entered Suri's mind and found him thinking morose thoughts. She frowned and sent him an impression of happiness and joy, knowing it would help to raise his spirits. She then entered the mind of Cassia, and a torrent of emotions flooded her mind. Loneliness, anger, and wariness, among others. She stemmed the flow long enough to send impressions of contentedness, joy, happiness, and eagerness, hoping it would help raise the other dragon's spirits.

When she had finished the task of analyzing the other dragons in detail, she changed to the colors of an elf dragon who had a talent for astronomy and stared out at the stars, which appeared intermittently between swaths of dark, brooding thunderheads. From the moon's position, Anna guessed it was about midnight. She collected her belongings and moved them to the rock shelf she had been roosting on, and fell asleep, turning gold as she did so. She hadn't realized just how tired she had been. Luckily, the tiny shelf of rock she had decided to claim was just above and to the left of the fire, so she would be warm as she slept. She fell into a contented sleep and stayed dormant until dawn.

[.Saffron.]

"Live life exciting.
If that means dangerous,
Then so be it.
Life will always go on,
Even if it's not in your body."

• Suri • Lohi • Kaarme • X •
Suri was relieved to hear that news. Once they were in the volcanic reigion, there wouldn't be many slayers, although the weather was horribly tempermental. But for now, he was slightly bored. He had never really loved sleep, taking what he needed of it and never oversleeping because he enjoyed it. But there wasn't much to do for him. The tornado would not blow itself out until the morning, so flying was out of order. It would also be kind-of dangerous, what with the slayers. He stretched his wings, still eager to fly. He sighed to himself and decided that he may aswell make himself a nest and chew a maple root. He settled down, making himself comfy, before checking his belongings. They were all still in place. Good. He pulled out a maple root and began to think over the day. There had been the frenzy of packing, deciding what to take. Then Anna, the small dragon that he now considered a friend. She was quite brave, he thought, to face someone who was probably over 100 times her size. But that was just her way. Then Erza. He still didn't know what to make of the hostile dragon. Something about her told him that she didn't even know what she wanted. But she wouldn't thank him for saying that. She'd obviously had a hard past. Another thing that he'd never mention. Then Lunaris and eventually the sea dragon, whose name he didn't know. Neither of them he'd really met properly, although Lunaris had seemed nice enough, in the short conversation that they'd had.
As he thought, he could feel someone reading something about him. Looking up, he saw Anna turning a green and blue color. She was reading auras. He smiled to himself and settled down, not sleeping, just thinking.

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Ezra hovered, before feeling somewhat queer. She felt content, happy. It seemed to overwhelm her entire being, tell her that she was safe, nothing would happen. What if there's a cavein? Or if orchi come? Would you like to get enslaved again? Her mind chided, but it was no use. It relaxed her, and for once, her tense muscles were let loose, her snout let out a breath she did not know she had been holding, and her tail slumped to the floor, her eyes no longer rolling frantically. It made her seem peaceful, and she drifted off and started to dream, the happy endorphins cleansing her mind.

[Princess Porcelain]

♦-♦Аиαɭчѕє Ѕαррнɪяα ɪɪɪ♦-♦

Anna sighed contentedly when she saw that Ezra had fallen asleep. She looked at the larger dragon and thought, Ezra really does need sleep. This is probably the first time she's slept in awhile. Anna returned to her own dreams a moment later, slowly drifting into a dream-state where her mind wandered and thought of various things. None were unpleasant this time, so Anna rested well. A few hours later, she woke up to the sun peeking through the cave opening. Apparently, it was dawn. They would resume their quest when everyone was well-rested and had eaten. While she waited for the other dragons to awaken, she ate what was left of the rat organs for breakfast and then went deeper into the caves to hunt for more. She turned grayish-white and began to glow when the light of the sun faded from the opening. She spent the morning traversing the tunnels, gathering a collection of bugs and rodents. By the time she had finished, she had gathered enough to last her until they reached the volcanoes. She knew there would probably be a few bugs and rats to catch there. She spent the rest of the morning relieving her future meals of their fur and bones. When the job was finished, she sighed contentedly and looked around.

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Ezra slowly awoke, to the sun rising, as it's rays warmed up her body. The spiked dragon's eyes opened, and she gave a loud yawn, the happy endorphins almost gone, but still lingering. Giving her head a shake, her mind cleared, her eyes narrowing once more as she stiffened, and stared at the rising sun. That was dangerous. She had completely no idea what had happened at night, and probably would not have been able to wake up. She could have been killed!

But yet... she liked it. She felt more rested then she ever had in about 20 years, and the dragon gave a stretch, following her instincts, and was pleasantly surprised as a warmth spread through her body. She looked around once more, her eyes alert, analysing, her tail still but deadly. After scanning the area and making sure everyone was still there and either sleeping or skinning a rodent, she then returned to looking at the sunset, enjoying the last few moments of safety, though she was still painfully aware of her surroundings.

[Princess Porcelain]

♦-♦Аиαɭчѕє Ѕαррнɪяα ɪɪɪ♦-♦

Anna looked up from her pile of mammals when she heard Ezra stirring. She regarded the spiked dragon with a nod and asked, "Did you sleep well? You seem to be more relaxed." She finished skinning the rats and voles she had collected and packed them away in her bags. She then procured a spool of thread from the bag she kept her writing supplies in and sewed together the new skins and placed the empty bags inside the second bag she carried. If she needed them later, at least she would have them. As she she sewed, she studied Ezra's aura again, resuming the colors she had taken on the previous night. Her aura was still somewhat slow-moving, but not as lethargic and sluggish as the night before. Anna suspected this was on account of the rest Ezra had received. After studying Ezra's aura, Anna decided to see what the weather would be like. She could see only a few wispy clouds in the sky, and a thin mist coated the frost-laden ground below. Anna sighed. It will be winter soon, and within the next three weeks there will be an early blizzard. But at least it will melt away in short order, she thought. She turned purple and began to whistle a beautiful tune she had heard sung at one of the humans' taverns. Since she was an elf dragon, she could easily hide while studying humans' lives. It was quite an interesting endeavor.

[SilverDoe]

The Grand Archmage

The Grand Archmage nodded and said with his mind, "The caves are about a twenty-minute flight from here. Go east for three miles until you see a glimmering white stone structure. That is the dwarf tower, where the dwarves who worked in the mines would sleep at night. When you pass it, turn northward and search until you see five to ten cave openings. Some will be large and easy to spot, while others will be small, so search carefully. Each will have a small pile of sapphires or gold outside of it to indicate that the mine is abandoned, so that should help you." He waited for Croner to take off as he took in the sights of the area around him. The sky was clear, birds twittered in the trees, unlike the scene which the other twelve dragons undoubtedly viewed.

He thought briefly of how all of the dragons would soon find mates of their own species to spend their life with and missed his own wife, Tara. She had died in a fire centuries ago, leaving him to raise their son to take his place when he died. His son was a young man now, young because mages, or wizards, as they were often called, aged slowly. He thought of his brother, Merlin, who was also a mage and happened to be King Arthur's advisor. He was proud of his brother, yes, and he was equally proud of Croner, who, like him, had lost loved ones due to horrid circumstances. He thought of the inevitability that society would one day reject and despise mages, and that they would have to seek seclusion on a forgotten isle and make a new life for themselves. The dragons would have to come with them, of course, if they didn't, things would only end up worsening for them, because the slayers would return in full force.

+Croner Septa Ler+
Croner took off. He followed the Grand Archmage's instructions meticulously, going first to the west. They passed over the lake, then the woods, and Croner was filled with the sheer exctasy of the flight. He had had no reason to fly lately - prey usually just stumbled past him mistaking him for a miniature mountain or large hill, and was easy to catch. Yet he thought that from now on he might want to fly from time to time just for the pleasure of stretching his wings. He did not let his mind wander too far though - he had to conxentrate on the journey lest he get lost or bump into something - Croner had always been rather clumsy and his tendancy to drift off in thought certainly did nothing to help.

In about a quater of an hour he reached the dwarf tower and admired the care with which it had been built. He wondered how long it had taken to construct - dwarves were strong and stout but certainly not very tall, so they must have had to climb to the top in order to add on new slabs of marble after the tower reached a certain height. Unless they had built some sort of machinery to lift the slabs for them... perhaps he could find some answers when he explored the caves.

After that it did not take long to find the caves. His heart soared as he scanned the area. There were so many of them! Surely some would contain something that could help him with his studies.
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. . . Cassia Alla Moore . . .

Cassia woke up, and that feeling of lonelieness was back and nagging her. She surveyed the group. The spiked dragon, who had saved her. A fire dragon. The elf dragon who she recalled had read her aura last night - at least, she had changed colours and looked at her, so Cassia assumed that was what she'd done. She'd keep a distance from the elf dragon, she decided. No-one had the right to read her like that, and Cassia was scared of what the dragon - Anna she thought she had heard someone call her - might have seen. If she saw how empty and broken Cassia felt, she would surely lable her as weak and throw her out of the group and then she'd be alone again. But wasn't that what she wanted? To be alone? She was alone now, she realised. She was in a cave with other dragons, but she was still alone, because none of them knew her. She didn't want them to know her, the way she had been before the slayers ruined her life, because then she'd have to remember and that was painful. Lying there at the mouth of the cave, she thought she could see three slayers approaching it, torches in their hands. No, that's stupid. It wasn't even the same cave. And that was the old me, the weak me, the coward. She was stronger now. Wasn't she? Was she stronger, or just more alone? She had been able to share her thoughts, her feelings, with her family, she remembered that...

SHUT UP! She could not think of that. She could only think of survival.

She hated this cramped, encolsed space. It brought back too many memories. It made her miss the way she'd been. Open. Caring. Happy. Whole. She sealed away all those thoughts and feelings and was left with only that gaping emptiness. She wanted to approach one of the other dragons, make friends with them, but she didn't want to share her feelings with anyone. They were private. She was hungry, she realised. The storm had passed. She needed to clear her mind. Normally she would paint, but she had left her canvases and paints on her last beach. "I'll hunt, if you don't mind." She just hoped no-one would insist on coming with her. She didn't know if she could handle comany just then. She had never felt quite so fragile before. It terrified her.

[Princess Porcelain]

♦-♦Аиαɭчѕє Ѕαррнɪяα ɪɪɪ♦-♦

Anna swooped down from the rock shelf she'd been sitting on when she heard Cassia's voice. The sea dragon sounded rather annoyed, so Anna quickly turned around and returned to her shelf, where she hid in a small hole to observe the sea dragon's aura. It was jagged and had several holes and a dent, indicating something that was missing. It seems even more agitated than before, Anna noted with disappointment. She flew to land on Cassia's head. She sent the other dragon a mental image of her aura. "Your aura is disturbed. I think I can help you with that, if you'll let me," she mindspoke to the other dragon as she turned orange. She peered over the edge of Cassia's head and looked into her eyes, which were upside-down due to Anna's vantage point. She sent Cassia a mental image of how silly they looked and grinned. "Do you mind traveling with us long enough for me to help you out?" Anna asked with her mind. She did not consider this dragon weak, rather, she considered Cassia to be in need of friends and lots of help.

♦-♦Тнє Gяαиɗ Aяснмαɢє♦-♦

The Archmage enjoyed the flight to the dwarf mines immensely. He pointed out a clearing free of mines near the edge of the area they were going to explore, and mindspoke to Croner. "We can land there. That's what that area used to be for. Dwarves would have riding dragons and greater dragons carry the gold and jewels they mined to cities where they would be sold. However, they did make it big enough for the occasional mountain dragon. Their race became friends with the dragons even before humans did. It was quite interesting to watch them work here before they abandoned their mines to go to the volcanoes in the south. There were hundreds of thousands of both races." The Archmage grinned at the memory of some of his old dwarf friends. He hadn't seen them in centuries, of course, nor had he seen their dragon friends. He had heard that the dwarves had gone into hiding shortly after Morgan Le Faye and Devin conspired to destroy the dragons and anyone who wished to protect them.