Adventures

The storm embraced Keshet as it ought, sharp-toothed and fierce. Howling winds battered her thin body; ice tried to dig its wicked, prying claws between her smooth scales; the roar of the wind and the blinding-white of the snow made her duller senses all-but useless in the midst of the maelstrom. She was not naturally equipped the same as a purebred Storm dragon, but she belonged to it just the same. It would not gentle its touch for her — nor would she want it to or accept it (if it...

"Oh?" Magnus crooned, turning to look at the new dragon curiously. No fear in his heart or in his feathers.   He hadn't expected to run into a creature like this at all, no, he'd not expected it in the slightest. He was usually one with the darkness, as strange as that sounded, and while his lantern illuminated this snow white, beady eyed creature easily, he couldn't help but wonder just why had it come so close in the first place?   Or, had he ...

"Mama!"    The sound was faint, but, it resonated with Glasswing, even this far away. Not in a way that made them a particular candidate for father of the year, mind you, but they caused enough of a ruckus that it made him think one solitary thing in his head.    Easy prey.    Slithering and sliding along to see if he could catch any sight of the new creature, he was abruptly put to a stop but a large creature with sona...

It had been a long, treacherous journey thus far into the wilds in search of the peculiar stone tablet.   Magnus' spy network had long since returned with the strange information on its surface, and with his companions by his side, he'd decided to go try and fetch it himself. He'd nothing better to do at  home, in his manor, and the political dance had once again become so boring that he had decided enough was enough - an adventure was needed to clear his head....

The starlit sky was clear barring a few wisps of clouds that lingered, the air cold and brisk as a Raven flew, seemly at ease in the darkness, it angled its wings giving a soft ‘kraa’ as its wings to land on its owners shoulders. Meeth raised a hand to pet the Raven as she followed the winding form of Void through the darkness. The duck happily perched on the dragons head as it had been almost constantly since the encounter with the gargoyle.  Gradually the worn path they were fol...

The blizzard was getting worse.    Akeem should have predicted that the storm would appear before he went out for an evening flight. The winds had gotten harsher and then once the rain had started, it told him there was no way he would be able to head back to Fidelia. Thankfully he landed before the weather got any worse, the rain turning to snow and the wind howling around him. It made the trees creak as the...

This was not how Meeth had expected their day to go, she'd anticipated something going wrong, given that Void was the dragon she was working with (and been followed by the small duck that dwelled in the fort as well) but getting attacked by a massive stone gargoyle... now that was unexpected as she watched the massive creature moving towards her, the massive claymore (and a pillow? dangling on its shoulder) held high, its hostility covering the area beneath the starlit skies. Meeth immediatel...