Roleplay

[color=teal]((Please excuse me if this looks short, I had to type this in a notepad app. Size stuff))[/color] @Digimon11 @Leondragon @AquaArcs [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=12607107][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/126072/12607107_350.png[/img][/url] ---(Crys)--- The Light guardian flicked his tail as new students filed in; each one was called a "Child". His feathery ruff slowly shifted as he sighed. He sat on a rock ledge, overlooking the scene. At the front, there looked to be a mix of elements; plants with rotting leaves and bright green ones, ice pillars, light orbs surrounded by shadow. Lava pools, giant earth pillars like the one he sat on, and electrocuted water puddles were scattered around, and there was a cleared path for the Children to safely enter. The other Guardians were sitting in areas comfortable to them, and Crys was surrounded by light. The only Guardian who did not have a magic area was the Arcane Guardian. The poor dragon did not have an elemental area to sit in; because the Arcanist was the subject of the God slaying magic, the Arcane Children had to stay in a nuteral area. It was not the Organizations' fault, it was the fault of the demon dragons and their cosmic force. Crys hated speaking, but he had to be the one to greet the Children, since the other Guardians did not pipe up yet. Surprising. Crys puffed up and lifted his head up high. [color=silver]Welcome, newly arrived demigods, to new life![/color] His voice rasped. Speaking the regular dragon language was hard for a Coatl. He would rather be speaking his language. His silver scales reflected the firelight from the lava, and he cleared his throat to continue. [color=silver]Follow, others will show way.[/color] He announced, before walking off his rock. The great doors opened, and the Guardians lead the Children into the great fortress and into the life of a student. Crys tapped up to another Guardian, the Fire Guardian. [color=silver]You lead now.[/color] He whispered, before following the crowd. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=13446464][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/134465/13446464_350.png[/img][/url] ---(Sovari)--- Mixed emotions filled the normally upbeat Coatl, as he thought about his....well, dead father. Because the Arcanist is-[i]was[/I] obsessed with knowledge, he could speak perfect draconic as well as Coatl. He was glad of it too, so he could easily make friends here! He waited around until another Coatl on a rock perch welcomed them and the door opened. His heart lept some. Another Coatl! From what Sovari observed, the Coatl that welcomed them did not speak draconic so well. Not surprising. As they walked in, Sovari spotted a dragon with pink eyes like his. That dragon seemed to be one of the eleven in charge. [color=darkgoldenrod]Excuse me sir, but where are we headed?[/color] He asked. [color=teal]((He is addressing the Arcane Guardian. They're headed to the grand hall. Also, I know I have two Coatls, but Sovari was the only Arcane one I could find. I prefer to use my own dragons.))[/color]

[center]@Esko @Leondragon @Digimon11 [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=3782270][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/37823/3782270_350.png[/img][/url] ~(Keahi)~ [/center] Keahi sat in front of one of the larger pools of lava that lay between two large pillars of earth and ice, waiting patiently as herself and the other Guardians waited for the Childern to finish filing in. Amber eyes looked over each of the Children curiously, taking note of which Child went to which element and what breed of dragon they were. She sent an acknowledging nod and encouraging nod in the direction of the ones who looked over at her. Her eyes turned over to the silver coatl who had perched nearby as he spoke, his rasping voice echoing over the chamber to welcome the Children to their new home before calling for them to follow. Standing Keahi made her way towards the great doors that lead into the fortress. She paused as she passed the earthen pillar that the Light Guardian had claimed, allowing the silver Coatl to pass on leadership to her before moving away. With a slight nod she easily made her way to the front of the crowd. As she reached the front she raised her voice enough so that everyone could hear her clearly. [color=ffa50c]If you would please follow me, I will guide you until we reach our destination.[/color] Her voice was clam and steady, obviously used to speaking to and in front of others. Once she was sure everyone had listened to her she turned and started leading the way through the fortress way to the Grand Hall. [center][img]https://41.media.tumblr.com/9c086b2efddeece9ecfb3e37173dd673/tumblr_nr79auBbob1uxtuk6o1_400.png[/img] ~(Leilani)~[/center] A mix of excitment and nervousness filled Leilani as she entered the area where the Guardians waited for her and the rest of the Children. She was excited to be around other dragons who were born of the Diety dragons, and to be able to have the chance to learn more about being a Wind dragon. However, when she glanced over at the Guardians she shuffled her crystalline looking wings, itching for flight to sooth the nervousness that came with being out of the sky and surrounded by so many new dragons- a nervousness that eased only slightly at the encouraging look the fiery Skydancer Guardian gave her. As another of the Guardians- a Coatl, she noted- spoke Leilani's eyes traveled over to the doors that were opening up to them. Shuffling her wings again she started forward through the doors along with all the others. In front of her she could hear a bright Coatl asking one of the Guardians where they were heading, and she moved closer; curious of the answer herself.

[img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/36938/3693770_350.png[/img] (I'm assuming the demons come in many forms, shapes, sizes and are not "copies" of one another) SiiKalyn walked past the ruins of dens he had seen. Some sort of monster had been through the area, like it had with his own family. He was out when they had been attacked, out hunting, and he returned to find his family slaughtered like animals. He never saw the creature that had done it, but it must have been terrible. In the distance, he saw some odd structure, it looked secure and the architect seemed to have a particular fondness for pillars. He'd head there, perhaps find some shelter or a place to start a new den. He couldn't tell if anyone was there, but it looked old. His stomach growled and he started to feel the cold on his scales. What he wouldn't give for a soak in a lava pool, but he didn't so much like seafood like other Coatls did. A nice deer would suit him just fine. He heard a roar in the distance, but... he cocked his head, that was definitely not coming from the structure. It was behind him. Another roar sounded and his hackles went up, sending a chill down his back. He'd never heard a noise as terrible as that before. He turned back toward the structure and picked up the pace. What if he'd been followed? He didn't want to fly because that gave too much attention to yourself. He needed to keep low and out of the way. He was from the Emberglow Hearth, and he was a long way from home. He had yet to see a single salamander, the thought of them made his mouth water. They were morsels, tidbits, but extremely tasty. His thoughts were again cut short by this roar, and it was [i]much[/i] closer. It was moving toward him, and fast. What were his options? Hopefully, it couldn't fly and if need be, he could use his wings for a quick escape. He swallowed hard as his heart began to beat quickly, what if this ended up as a fight? He was not skilled in fighting, sure he could hunt well, but the food can't kill you. He felt his fire warm up and continued moving toward the structure, faster, would he make it in time? Another roar and it was almost behind him. He unfurled his wings and prepared to launch himself into the sky, but too late, he was blindsided by something and knocked into a tree. He gave a cry and immediately righted himself and he saw something lash out at him. He dodged it so it cut the ends of his wings, nothing meaty, and he stared at what he saw. This was no bandit dragon, it wasn't anything like he'd seen before. The tail was bladed and the beast was about his size. It too had wings, but they were not feathered. It had four limbs and was quadrupedal, but he couldn't tell much more. The claws looked long and sharp, teeth jutted from the snout, twisted and yellow, the eyes were dark pits. He wasn't sure what to do. He was bruised by the initial attack, but now they were sizing each other up. The creature, no doubt, had other tricks up it's sleeve, he had to be careful. "Y-y-yo-you don't need to do this" he stammered, but it just lashed out with a snarl. He stepped backwards, partly around the tree, and wondered if he would die tonight. If he was, he did the only thing he really could, gave a loud roar, but not at the creature, but a message all around. "Danger" it meant, and not like a hunting accident gone wrong. It charged him mid-roar and threw him to the ground, so much power it contained, and reflexively he immediately breathed fire upon his assailant. It leaned back in pain as its face caught most of the blast. He launched it off of him with his back legs and immediately fled, launching into the air. He flapped quickly toward the structure and looked behind him, the creature was gone. Phew, perhaps it had had enough. He turned his head back toward the structure, which was now considerably closer, and thought to himself "I'll make it". He turned back one more time to check and no sign of it was found, once more he turned back toward the structure and his heart dropped. It was in front of him and not happy. He immediately dove and built up speed, going under it and heading toward the structure. From the air, he could tell it was being used, but if that was good or bad, he couldn't tell. He focused on his flying and breathing, coordinating them to get the most out of it. But the creature had also dropped behind him and was gaining on him. What was this thing? Why did it want to kill him?

@Esko @Leondragon @ShadowGuardian0 @AquaArcs [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/137861/13786018_350.png[/img] Vesper: She was waiting in the side when the Arcane child asked a question. "Excuse me sir, but where are we headed?" He asked her in perfect draconic. "It's actually madam and were headed to the grand hall, my child." Vesper explained when she saw a wind child waiting an answer too. "Just follow us and your curiosity will be satisfied," She said smiling. As the Arcane Guardian, Vesper can speak any language really well and preform any spell. What was unfortunate was that she didn't have an elemental area to sit in. [i]Well, at least I can teach a child[/i] Vesper thought gazing at the Arcane child. [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/138638/13863714_350.png[/img] Essix: She did it again. Essix being the water child could bend herself into different shapes and control all liquid things or she thinks she can. This morning, in the area where the Guardians and the rest of the children waited, she- stupidly- thought of food instead of listening to the red- looking skydancer and sliver coatl so she 'accidentally' turned into a shape of a chicken which ironically is one of her favorite foods. Thankfully, she turned back before anybody wondered why there is a chicken in the place of a water child. [i]Stupid powers! Good thing I'm here to learn how to use them[/i], Essix thought as she followed the Fire Guardian to there next location which was the grand hall she heard.

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((Keep in mind that there is more than one demigod for each Guardian to watch over.))

---(Sovari)---

"It's actually madam and we're headed to the grand hall, my child." The Arcane dragon answered him.
If he could blush, his face would be a deep red. M-my bad! He studdered, trying to make him smaller than he was; which was funny, since the Fae was MUCH smaller than him. Not saying anything else, he padded off, embarrassed.

---(Crys)---

It was nice not to lead, except when there was a report of a demon.
Styx, the Ice Guardian, told him something was wrong. In response to that, he shook his head and buried it in his hands. When he looked up, he cleared his throat. Oh dear. Let's look. He responded, going the opposite of the crowd. He gestured her to follow with his tail

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SiiKalyn's heart raced as the adrenaline pumped through him. He always did have rotten luck.

"We should just kill him now" the words hissed in his ears, but that was just a memory. Dark colored Coatls were considered bad luck. The other Coatls were sure he'd bring destruction upon them, and ever since he was young bad things happened around him. His family was shamed and driven out to the farthest reaches of the Flamecaller's domain, bever to come back. They lived well enoug, established hunting grounds, lava pools, and a nice den. Until they too were attacked.

He should have just left before... A sudden movememt caught his eye as claws reached out to maul him ftom behind. He gave another beat of his wings and yelped as the claws raked across his hi dquarters and tail. He felt the warm blood painfully come from his wounds and the wind licking at them.

"NO!" He cried, heading into a dive, but that was a mistake. The monster seemingly grinned as it accelerated much faster than he did, faster than he could have anticipated. It slammed him to the ground hard, alnost crushing him. He was pinned down and ot breathed down his neck and saliva dripped onto him. His vision was shaky from the impact but he saw it well enough to figure he was already dead. It opened its horrid maw and an unbelievable stench came rolling forth like a tidal wave.

He shut his eyes tightly, shaking, and suddenly a bright flash of light appeared. The creature fell backwards onto his tail, roaring and shaling its tail. He winced but used his back legs to kick it off further. He was free. Without thinking anymore he shakily got airborne again. He was almost to the structure, almost there. No choice now but to try for it.

He breathed hard and was quickly getting tired, his wings wouldn't hold out much more. Now he was sure he wouldn't make it. These scratches burned like acid and he was exhausted. His wing started to fold and he rode the winds back to earth. The second he touched the ground he crumpled and rolled onto his side. It would find him again, no doubt, but he had no more energy to fight.

He looked to the sky and it slowly brightetened into a white space, enveloping everything it touched and he passed out.