Roleplay

A century after the war, and hybrids still being rare, there is now a Seawing Queen who is very fascinated with knowing about hybrids more, and the hunger to know how to possess the power of other tribes. The Seawing Queen, along with some NightWings had made a secret building inside of an island that is meant to contain some hybrids, but mostly pure breeds as known as experiments or ‘subjects’. And so there are rumors that the Icewings, Skywings and a few Mudwings do not agree to the insane queen’s plan. The other tribes that were rumored where to be passed down to eventually the queen heard. This escalated to her insane plan and her problem with being power hungry, she is planning to go to war to stop the rumors. But instead of going to war with only her guards and her sister: the general, she is planning to make the subjects battle ready. However within the middle of preparing, only a handful survived within the process of being battle ready without having the strength of a Mudwing if they aren’t Mudwings. Though those who are Mudwings, or half Mudwings have better speed than what normal Mudwings can handle.

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Solstice woke up to the sound of Spears banging against the bars of his cell. “Wake up! It’s your turn now so let’s get going!” A scientists’s guard said. This time it is a Nightwing, and not a Seawing. The Nightwing guard opened up the door as Solstice exited with the Nightwing guard closely behind him with the spear pointing towards his back. Solstice figured that it would be another day having late breakfast. He hated this place, he just wants to be a place where he is accepted.

Snapping out of his thoughts, the Nightwing poked the spear close to where his two tails connect. Solstice glared at the Nightwing as he walked faster and into a room filled with chemicals, tubes and many Seawing and Nightwing scientists. As always the smell of the chemicals is really sour and made him scrunch up his snout. Solstice had felt the guard that was once behind him navigate him towards an older looking scientist who smiled. “Welcome back Solstice. I have noticed you have been doing well lately. And you seem to be one of the lucky one’s, especially young ‘hybrids’ your age. Today is going to be a little different for you. Today we are going to swim a little together. With a small twist, so please follow me.

The old Seawing said as Solstice followed with other scientists following. He followed the old Seawing to a much larger room that has much more torches with what almost looks like a mini lake. Once the older dragon stopped, he looked back at the few guards that followed. “Bring me the Seawings, and that includes all of the hybrids!” He said quickly. Solstice though shook a little as he stared at the water. He wondered when the Queen would calm down over the rumors that seem to spread into this Island. He did not like the idea of war’s and he wants to stay away from them though he has no choice but get involved. “We will wait here for them to arrive.” The older dragon said while Solstice heard them storm off.

Surrounded by books that seemed to stretch on forever, their dusted spines said that they haven’t been touch in a long time. “Grandfather, where do we start?” A deep, yet sweet honey voice echoed in the library. “I’ll start here. Sol you start in the west wing, we need to find this book.” Grandfather’s deep and friendly voice rang in the library, dominating the echo of Sol’s voice. Sol nodded his head, his dusty brown eyes shimmered as he walked to the west wing. Sol’s star scattered wings were tucked in, the jewelry on his body clanked as he walked. Sol made his way to the west wing and untucked his large wings, then leaped into the air. Sol’s wings slowly flapped as he search for a book on the top shelf. “What was it called again, Grandfather?” Sol asked, his eyes glued to each name of each book.

“It’s called The Stars Defeated, Sol.” Grandfather said, his Nightwing black scales shimmered. Sol nodded his head and ran his finger across each name, then suddenly stopped. “Found it.” Sol stated as he grabbed the book and floated down. His landed on the ground and trotted over to Grandfather. Sol gave Grandfather the book and they both walked out of the dusty library side by side. “Why does Queen Tulip need this anyway?” Solar asked as he glanced to the book and Grandfather shook his head, “Beats me why the Queen needs it.” Grandfather answered, his feet tapped against the building’s structure. Sol shook his head and walked alongside Grandfather, his starry wings shimmered in the soft light.

Hiraeth flicked his ear at a loud commotion, flicking his head so that his sail wasn’t in the way of his vision. Damn, why did they have to be so loud about their business? Though he knew he wouldn’t say anything about it, at least to higher-ups. This job was crucial. His siblings were too young, his parents getting older by the day..he needed this paycheck. They took the dragon away, and Hiraeth has quiet again. He stretched his shoulders out, glancing about and not bothering to move. He was guarding a cell with a odd SeaWing inside. Older, and crazy by the sounds of it. Freaked him out a bit.

His scars were hurting again. The one on his neck seemed to constantly be in pain-probably due to the fact that it had gotten infected before they could do much. Those were not the best weeks of his life. But the ones around and in his gills were not reacting to the tropical climate as he had hoped. It was odd not having sand all around, and the air not hot and dry, filled with sand. But the routine was the same. Stand somewhere for a while with a spear, eat, sleep. Over and over again in an endless cycle. His father said that some new jobs were opening in the last letter. Hopefully some assassinations or something, not this boring job of standing around and not doing anything.
He raised a claw to scratch along the spikes of his chin, barbed tail looping around to curl at his feet.

Ecru fiddled with the clasp that kept her barb pinned against her tail in a way that made it impossible for her use against the scientist or guards. She was just recently added to this prison of sorts but she has already tried multiple times to escape. The necklace of useless keys jingled softly as her cell was approached by a seawing guard. She stood up and glared at them but they only offered her an unamused glance in return as they opened her cell. Ecru let them silently lead her to a large well lit room with a big body of water in the center. She never tried to run away or fight the guards that took her out of her cell, she didn't want to find out what they were permitted to do with those spears.

She looked around the room and spotted another dragon with two tails. She felt like she may have seen him around once or twice but couldn't be sure. She turned her head away from the dragon, she didn't want to be caught staring, especially at a dragon that was probably stared enough at already.

Sanguine was curled up in the corner of her cell, sleeping pretty soundly for once until she heard the clatter of keys and the clank of a cell door opening a couple cells down from her. She perked her head up and pricked her ears forward, curious as to who They were going to torture today.

Sanguine had been in the complex for a couple years, so she knew about a lot of the dragons who were imprisoned tjere, even if she was too anxious to introduce herself or make friends- which led to her being a hot mess and making enemies.

The twin-tailed hybrid walked down the aisle and she cocked her head at him. She wondered if their experiments on him where anything like the ones they did to her.
Across the isle from her, a single guard was in front of the cell holding the old nut job. He actually looked somewhat interesting- with neat scales, scars, and a handsome face. She perked a brow at him and flicked an ear in his direction, but she would probably just tick him off if she actually said hello. Most of the guards would get annoyed by the stunted little hybrid whenever she said hi- which stopped a long time ago because she realized how pointless it was.

Maybe she'd get to go out and beat something up, today. She was hopeful- being coouped up in a stinking cell with a humidity headache often made one's nerves shot.

Grandfather walked up to a door and heaved the door open as Sol walked past him. Sol dipped his body down to the ground, the presence of the Queen’s eyes pierced Sol’s back. Sol heard the queen’s guard say something and Sol lifted his chin. “Greetings, My Queen.” Sol said as Queen Tulip looked down to him, “Do you have the book, Sol?” Queen Tulip asked as Sol lifted the book. “Indeed I do.” Sol said as the Queen’s guard walked up to him and took the book from his grasp.

“I must ask a favor of you, Sol.” Queen Tulip said as she grabbed the book from the guard’s paws. “Go to Queen Cyclone’s palace and see what she doing.” Queen Tulip said as she flipped through pages in the book. Queen Cyclone?! The one doing experiments making Hybrids? Sol thought, his eyes were terrified. “Y-Yes my Queen Tulip.” Sol stammered and turned away, then left the room. Grandfather closed the door and Sol began to pace. “Queen Tulip wants me to go meet Queen Cyclone!” Sol whispered as he paced, suddenly he stopped and crouched down to the ground. “I’m a hybrid and she wants me to go meet Queen Cyclone who’s experimenting on hybrids!” Sol yelped softly to himself as Grandfather shook his head. “Queen’s orders, Sol.” Grandfather spoke as he nudged Sol up onto his feet.

“Go.” Grandfather said as Sol’s body shook and he looked over to Grandfather. “O-Okay.” Sol whimpered as he walked out to a balcony and extended his wings. Sol looked over to Grandfather, then flew away. It would take Sol and while to get to Queen Cyclone’s palace, but Sol had enough stamina. Sol flapped his wings as he exited the Queen Tulip’s palace. Sol dived down as he saw the scorpion den. Sol flicked his tail flicked along the breeze. Sol flew upwards as the den was soon behind him. Sol started to see Queen Cyclone’s territory. Sol flew closer, he hope he would be lock away because of his bloodline.

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The nightwing flew silently above the beach. He had been traveling for a while now, he was just exploring at this point. He had no set destination, but all he knew is that he was heading toward the Summer Palace. He didn't know if they'd try and capture him there, with all the rumors going around, he should be fine. Supposedly the seawing queen was allied with nightwings. He didn't hear much about it though. Something about hybrids, similar to what burn did before, although, the seawing queen is apparently keeping them alive. He only caught snippets in the markets he visited to get the bounty for stuff he got. He hardly paid attention to other dragon's conversations.

He continued onward, now heading over the water. he could see land faintly in the distance, another island. He decided he would stay there and rest up. His wings were only just starting to get sore, and he'd been flying for almost a day and a half straight now. He just wanted to get to the palace, all he knew, is that there were some unique treasures here that would pay up. He let out a huff, let's just hope he gets there soon, he doesn't like flying in the middle of the day. He stands out like a black hole in the center of the sky.