@Vely
Ooh, I want to try! By the way, I made up a bunch of lore in this one. (May or may not be watching a documentary on the Mayans, the Incans, and the Lost City of Gold)
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"....What is it?" The Coatl asks, looking at the strange object. It lay on the floor of the small room in the Lair, completely in moving. The object in question is what appears by all normal circumstances a plain broken piece of stone or granite, but one side had been completely smoothed flat with a faint, yellow etching having been stamped on it. The four different sized yellow lines facing downwards was unmistakable in appearance to the Dragons looking at it, but the faded color and roughed up surface of the slab shows that it was very ancient. The yellow Fae just hummed as she folded her white wings.
"From the look of it, it appears that some ancient civilization has etched the symbol of the Lightweaver onto it, but who and when is a complete mystery..." She muttered before returning to her own thoughts, thinking as she started at the stone of unknown origins. The blue Guardian, Galiwyth, stared at it a while before turning to the brown and green Nocturne who was staring at it with eyes that gleamed with curiosity and excitement.
"Armazonia, where did you say you found it?" The Guardian asked her. The enthusiastic Mythologist answered him while continuing to stare at the slab in childlike wonder, though it did take her a moment to realize she was asked a question.
"Hmm? Oh, I was exploring the edges of the Hewn City, which has incredible legends and mythology by the way, when I came across it. I was examining a fine column that was more or less intact when I noticed this slab was buried in the grass not too far from it. I was quite surprised when I found it, for I've never seen something so incredible, and right away I knew there must be some type of legend tied to it! And I absolutely love legends more than anything, so I immediately brought it to Solaya, because you this Fae, she is an amazing Historian! Anyways, she had about as much idea as I did about it's history, and you know everything after that," the Nocturne spouted out in rapid fire, still marveling the stone slab as if it were the most delicious piece of food. Galiwyth returned to his thoughts as he looked at it one more time before turning and walking down the hall. Noticing his disappearance, the black and blue Coatl flew after him.
"Where you goin'?" The ever curious Coatl asked him. Galiwyth hummed before answering him as they made their way through the Lair.
"A while ago, I found a strange object, though this one is more defined in shape and element. I gave it to Ruby to watch it, as she loves collecting many things, especially objects of historical value," he explained as he continued down the hall, the Coatl trailing after him. When they reached the second-to-last room in the hallway, the Guardian walked in, the Coatl poking his head from behind the Dragon.
The room was relatively large with shelves of all shapes and sizes covering every inch of usable wall, and even parts of the unusable. Covering every square inch of surface area was everything and anything you could ever dream of. There were books, toys, ancient artifacts, and even one shelf was dedicated to an entire collection of pinned insects behind small glass cases. As the two stepped inside, a red and orange Nocturne flew to greet them from the ceiling where clear and multicolored jars of all colors hang with many different candles lit inside, lighting the room in a rainbow glow.
"Hello Galiwyth, oh and Quarian, too!" She greeted. The Coatl waved at her before a shiny object in the corner caught his eye, drawing him away. The Guardian stepped closer into the room.
"Ruby, do you still have that ancient slab I gave you?" He asked her. She opened her mouth to reply, but closed it with a frown before speaking up.
"Umm, which slab?" She asked him in return. The Guardian sighed, having been through this plenty of times. He reached into his pouch and brought out a small, well worn leather book. He flipped through the pages till he found what he was looking for, showing it to the Nocturne. On the page was a very well and detailed picture of the perfect rectangle, and next to it every square inch is space was covered in fine, clearly written notes. When Ruby saw it, the red Nocturne's eyes brightened in realization.
"Ooh, that slab! Okay, give me one second!" The bright hoarder cheerfully told the Guardian. He glanced over at the corner where he last saw Quarian wander to, but was quite surprised when the Coatl was nowhere to be found. The Guardian glanced left and right, trying to spot the curious Dragon, but when he heard a fluttering sound, he looked up to see the Coatl looking at the many glass trinkets hanging from the ceiling. The Guardian waited patiently for Ruby to return as he kept a protective eye on the Coatl who happily explored the organized chaos of a mess. After a few minutes the Nocturne finally reappeared from within the depths of her expansive collection, the tablet in her claws.
"Here you go! I knew I put it next somewhere near my bone collection," she cheerfully told him as she placed it in the Guardian's claws. He nodded in thanks as he glanced at and walked out of the room.
"Thank you, Ruby. Oh, and Keep an eye on Quarian for me," he told her as he headed back down the hall, leaving the red Nocturne and black Coatl to their own devices. When he returned back to the room where the small group was still crowded around the broken piece of stone, they were all in a heated discussion. When Galiwyth stepped inside, Solaya raised her head in greeting before laying her eyes on the rectangular slab the Guardian held.
"The Tile?" She asked in confusion before realization dawned on her face. "Wait...You don't think...?" She asked, looking into the eyes of the Dragon in confirmation. He simply nodded as he lay it in front of the Nocturne who still hasn't caught on.
"What's this? It looks like it's so full of ancient lore!" Armazonia squealed, looking even more excited over the tablet than the broken stone. The perfectly rectangular slab looked to be made of some type of stone that was a bit different and more ancient then the broken piece was. The grooves on this slab were carefully and precisely cut in, with many swirls and design cut in that though it looked like many random textures, when the Dragons looked at it ax a whole, they realized in fact the tablet was one big carving of a most unusual picture. Though Galiwyth and Solaya both noticed the larger picture straight away, it took a moment for Armazonia to figure it out.
"Is that...What I think it is?..." She breathlessly asked, staring at the tablet with wide eyes. Galiwyth nodded in confirmation.
"That...is Quetzalcoatl, the god of wisdom in ancient civilizations," he said, looking at the strange winged creature depicted on the tablet. It appeared to be a cross between a Coatl and a Spiral, but the shape of it was more snake like than Dragon or lizard with bird like features in its face. Solaya frowned as she started at it.
"But what does an ancient myth have to do with the broken stone?" She asked, looking up to the Guardian in question. However, he just looked to Armazonia who stepped in to explain.
"Way back in the Second age, when the ancient civilizations were first being made, they came to worship not only the Pillar, but also many other deities and legends. Among those was the serpent, Quetzalcoatl. Quetzalcoatl was their version of the god of wisdom, though of course everyone now knows that would be our dear mother, the Lightweaver. But because they didn't know the existence of her, they all believed this serpent to be where knowledge and wisdom hang the strongest. That was, of course, till their own ambitions to knowledge and truth went awry, causing the great explosion which brought the birth of the Arcanist. Ever since, the Quetzalcoatl has gone down as another myth in history," the Nocturne finished. Solaya, who had stayed quiet as she listened the entire time, finally spoke up.
"So, the Quetzalcoatl was their god of wisdom, hmm? I still don't see how it's related to the broken piece of stone," she said, pointing to the yellow faded etching. Galiwyth spoke up to answer that question.
"Actually, the symbol we now associate with the Lightweaver was used by the ancient civilizations to represent their own god of the sun during the second age. It wasn't till after we Dragons were created when we linked the Lightweaver and that symbol with the sun and wisdom. And, along with Quetzalcoatl being the god of wisdom for those ancient civilizations, his mother was the one who was the goddess of the sun at the time, Coatlicue. Which means," he paused.
"That this symbol was also used as the symbol for the civilization's gods before we used it for our own," Solaya finished, looking at the two slabs now in a more brightened light. Armazonia continued.
"But here's the thing. Quetzalcoatl was not only their god of wisdom, but also their god of wind," she emphasized. This took Solaya by surprise, but before the Fae could rapid for a series of questions Galiwyth chimed in.
"These two stones are made of different material. The one of the Light symbol was a stone made of the same kind found in the ruins around the Beacon in the Light Flight," he pointed to the broken stone carving. He then pointed to the rectangular tablet. "This one, however, is made of a type of stone not found here. It's only found in certain parts of the Windswpt Plateau, which is where the Wind Flight is," he finished. The Historian knit her eyebrows together before her eyes widened as she pieced all the information together.
"So, you're saying this is..." The Fae started. Both Armazonia and Galiwyth nodded. Galiwyth continued as he picked up the tablet, the serpent seeming to stare at him from within the stone.
"The civilizations who made these must have been in contact somehow, even through the centuries, and I think these stones are keys. Knowing the vast ruins that cover the land, it wouldn't be hard to guess these were used in temples of sorts throughout the entire land. Even though they both come from different times, they both still must have been made by the same relative group, even if it was from different time periods. And if I'm correct, then we may find the answer to this in-"
"The Wind Flight," Solaya finished. Amazonian nodded as she looked at the symbol of the Light Flight, faded with vast age. After a moment, she stood up from her place, causing the other two to look at her in surprise. She looked at both of them, enthusiasm and commitment shining in her firey, orange eyes.
"We should go," she simply told them. Though she knew the answer already, Solaya piped up.
"Go where?" She asked, dreading the answer. The Nocturne just looked at her with a glowing passion.
"To the Windswept Plateau!" She announced. The Fae and Guardian glanced at each other. With a some nod, Galiwyth looked back to the enthusiastic Mythologist.
"We're going to need a lot of supplies, so we may as well start packing now," he said as he stood up. This made the Nocturne absolutely ecstatic, and she ran out into the hallway before poking her head back in.
"I'm going to go get packed!" She told them with a the excitement as a young hatchling getting a new toy. She flew down the hall, and Solaya raced to the doorway to call back to her.
"It will take a few days of planning to go, you know!" She called down the hall, but by then the Nocturne had already disappeared in a flash of green and tan. The Fae just sighed before glancing back at the Guardian.
"Are you sure this is a good idea? Especially with those from some ancient temple, we may end up going tomb raiding, you know," the Fae told him. He remained silent for a second in his own thoughts before looking at her, a rare smile on his face.
"But 'for the love of history and adventure', right?" He told her as he slipped part and out into the hall, the two broken depictions in his claws. This left her speechless, because that's one of her most favorite sayings and he just used it against her. After a moment, the Fae just sighed in defeat before flying after him, getting into a big discussion of details for the trip in a few day's time.
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And, done! So, is this okay? Just wondering, because I got so into it I forgot some of the rules and such, so I had to go back and re-edit it to match the requirements (I think it does...) Anyways, actually I really wanted for the whole trip to the Wind Flight thing to happen, but I decided I wrote way too much already, and I have to go to bed for my last day of school tomorrow. (Thank you, glittermama!) As for the trip, I actually may or may not just writing that as my story for tomorrow's prompt. Hope you enjoyed reading it! ^^ Oh, and here are my precious Dragons that are mentioned in the story:
Galiwyth, very protective leader of the Clan and surrogate father to many of the Dragons
Armazonia, lover of all things myth and legends (and adventure)
Solaya, leading Historian on the history of Sorienth(particularly Light)
Quarian, a very curious and kind Coatl
Ruby, an obsessive collector with a big heart
Ooh, I want to try! By the way, I made up a bunch of lore in this one. (May or may not be watching a documentary on the Mayans, the Incans, and the Lost City of Gold)
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"....What is it?" The Coatl asks, looking at the strange object. It lay on the floor of the small room in the Lair, completely in moving. The object in question is what appears by all normal circumstances a plain broken piece of stone or granite, but one side had been completely smoothed flat with a faint, yellow etching having been stamped on it. The four different sized yellow lines facing downwards was unmistakable in appearance to the Dragons looking at it, but the faded color and roughed up surface of the slab shows that it was very ancient. The yellow Fae just hummed as she folded her white wings.
"From the look of it, it appears that some ancient civilization has etched the symbol of the Lightweaver onto it, but who and when is a complete mystery..." She muttered before returning to her own thoughts, thinking as she started at the stone of unknown origins. The blue Guardian, Galiwyth, stared at it a while before turning to the brown and green Nocturne who was staring at it with eyes that gleamed with curiosity and excitement.
"Armazonia, where did you say you found it?" The Guardian asked her. The enthusiastic Mythologist answered him while continuing to stare at the slab in childlike wonder, though it did take her a moment to realize she was asked a question.
"Hmm? Oh, I was exploring the edges of the Hewn City, which has incredible legends and mythology by the way, when I came across it. I was examining a fine column that was more or less intact when I noticed this slab was buried in the grass not too far from it. I was quite surprised when I found it, for I've never seen something so incredible, and right away I knew there must be some type of legend tied to it! And I absolutely love legends more than anything, so I immediately brought it to Solaya, because you this Fae, she is an amazing Historian! Anyways, she had about as much idea as I did about it's history, and you know everything after that," the Nocturne spouted out in rapid fire, still marveling the stone slab as if it were the most delicious piece of food. Galiwyth returned to his thoughts as he looked at it one more time before turning and walking down the hall. Noticing his disappearance, the black and blue Coatl flew after him.
"Where you goin'?" The ever curious Coatl asked him. Galiwyth hummed before answering him as they made their way through the Lair.
"A while ago, I found a strange object, though this one is more defined in shape and element. I gave it to Ruby to watch it, as she loves collecting many things, especially objects of historical value," he explained as he continued down the hall, the Coatl trailing after him. When they reached the second-to-last room in the hallway, the Guardian walked in, the Coatl poking his head from behind the Dragon.
The room was relatively large with shelves of all shapes and sizes covering every inch of usable wall, and even parts of the unusable. Covering every square inch of surface area was everything and anything you could ever dream of. There were books, toys, ancient artifacts, and even one shelf was dedicated to an entire collection of pinned insects behind small glass cases. As the two stepped inside, a red and orange Nocturne flew to greet them from the ceiling where clear and multicolored jars of all colors hang with many different candles lit inside, lighting the room in a rainbow glow.
"Hello Galiwyth, oh and Quarian, too!" She greeted. The Coatl waved at her before a shiny object in the corner caught his eye, drawing him away. The Guardian stepped closer into the room.
"Ruby, do you still have that ancient slab I gave you?" He asked her. She opened her mouth to reply, but closed it with a frown before speaking up.
"Umm, which slab?" She asked him in return. The Guardian sighed, having been through this plenty of times. He reached into his pouch and brought out a small, well worn leather book. He flipped through the pages till he found what he was looking for, showing it to the Nocturne. On the page was a very well and detailed picture of the perfect rectangle, and next to it every square inch is space was covered in fine, clearly written notes. When Ruby saw it, the red Nocturne's eyes brightened in realization.
"Ooh, that slab! Okay, give me one second!" The bright hoarder cheerfully told the Guardian. He glanced over at the corner where he last saw Quarian wander to, but was quite surprised when the Coatl was nowhere to be found. The Guardian glanced left and right, trying to spot the curious Dragon, but when he heard a fluttering sound, he looked up to see the Coatl looking at the many glass trinkets hanging from the ceiling. The Guardian waited patiently for Ruby to return as he kept a protective eye on the Coatl who happily explored the organized chaos of a mess. After a few minutes the Nocturne finally reappeared from within the depths of her expansive collection, the tablet in her claws.
"Here you go! I knew I put it next somewhere near my bone collection," she cheerfully told him as she placed it in the Guardian's claws. He nodded in thanks as he glanced at and walked out of the room.
"Thank you, Ruby. Oh, and Keep an eye on Quarian for me," he told her as he headed back down the hall, leaving the red Nocturne and black Coatl to their own devices. When he returned back to the room where the small group was still crowded around the broken piece of stone, they were all in a heated discussion. When Galiwyth stepped inside, Solaya raised her head in greeting before laying her eyes on the rectangular slab the Guardian held.
"The Tile?" She asked in confusion before realization dawned on her face. "Wait...You don't think...?" She asked, looking into the eyes of the Dragon in confirmation. He simply nodded as he lay it in front of the Nocturne who still hasn't caught on.
"What's this? It looks like it's so full of ancient lore!" Armazonia squealed, looking even more excited over the tablet than the broken stone. The perfectly rectangular slab looked to be made of some type of stone that was a bit different and more ancient then the broken piece was. The grooves on this slab were carefully and precisely cut in, with many swirls and design cut in that though it looked like many random textures, when the Dragons looked at it ax a whole, they realized in fact the tablet was one big carving of a most unusual picture. Though Galiwyth and Solaya both noticed the larger picture straight away, it took a moment for Armazonia to figure it out.
"Is that...What I think it is?..." She breathlessly asked, staring at the tablet with wide eyes. Galiwyth nodded in confirmation.
"That...is Quetzalcoatl, the god of wisdom in ancient civilizations," he said, looking at the strange winged creature depicted on the tablet. It appeared to be a cross between a Coatl and a Spiral, but the shape of it was more snake like than Dragon or lizard with bird like features in its face. Solaya frowned as she started at it.
"But what does an ancient myth have to do with the broken stone?" She asked, looking up to the Guardian in question. However, he just looked to Armazonia who stepped in to explain.
"Way back in the Second age, when the ancient civilizations were first being made, they came to worship not only the Pillar, but also many other deities and legends. Among those was the serpent, Quetzalcoatl. Quetzalcoatl was their version of the god of wisdom, though of course everyone now knows that would be our dear mother, the Lightweaver. But because they didn't know the existence of her, they all believed this serpent to be where knowledge and wisdom hang the strongest. That was, of course, till their own ambitions to knowledge and truth went awry, causing the great explosion which brought the birth of the Arcanist. Ever since, the Quetzalcoatl has gone down as another myth in history," the Nocturne finished. Solaya, who had stayed quiet as she listened the entire time, finally spoke up.
"So, the Quetzalcoatl was their god of wisdom, hmm? I still don't see how it's related to the broken piece of stone," she said, pointing to the yellow faded etching. Galiwyth spoke up to answer that question.
"Actually, the symbol we now associate with the Lightweaver was used by the ancient civilizations to represent their own god of the sun during the second age. It wasn't till after we Dragons were created when we linked the Lightweaver and that symbol with the sun and wisdom. And, along with Quetzalcoatl being the god of wisdom for those ancient civilizations, his mother was the one who was the goddess of the sun at the time, Coatlicue. Which means," he paused.
"That this symbol was also used as the symbol for the civilization's gods before we used it for our own," Solaya finished, looking at the two slabs now in a more brightened light. Armazonia continued.
"But here's the thing. Quetzalcoatl was not only their god of wisdom, but also their god of wind," she emphasized. This took Solaya by surprise, but before the Fae could rapid for a series of questions Galiwyth chimed in.
"These two stones are made of different material. The one of the Light symbol was a stone made of the same kind found in the ruins around the Beacon in the Light Flight," he pointed to the broken stone carving. He then pointed to the rectangular tablet. "This one, however, is made of a type of stone not found here. It's only found in certain parts of the Windswpt Plateau, which is where the Wind Flight is," he finished. The Historian knit her eyebrows together before her eyes widened as she pieced all the information together.
"So, you're saying this is..." The Fae started. Both Armazonia and Galiwyth nodded. Galiwyth continued as he picked up the tablet, the serpent seeming to stare at him from within the stone.
"The civilizations who made these must have been in contact somehow, even through the centuries, and I think these stones are keys. Knowing the vast ruins that cover the land, it wouldn't be hard to guess these were used in temples of sorts throughout the entire land. Even though they both come from different times, they both still must have been made by the same relative group, even if it was from different time periods. And if I'm correct, then we may find the answer to this in-"
"The Wind Flight," Solaya finished. Amazonian nodded as she looked at the symbol of the Light Flight, faded with vast age. After a moment, she stood up from her place, causing the other two to look at her in surprise. She looked at both of them, enthusiasm and commitment shining in her firey, orange eyes.
"We should go," she simply told them. Though she knew the answer already, Solaya piped up.
"Go where?" She asked, dreading the answer. The Nocturne just looked at her with a glowing passion.
"To the Windswept Plateau!" She announced. The Fae and Guardian glanced at each other. With a some nod, Galiwyth looked back to the enthusiastic Mythologist.
"We're going to need a lot of supplies, so we may as well start packing now," he said as he stood up. This made the Nocturne absolutely ecstatic, and she ran out into the hallway before poking her head back in.
"I'm going to go get packed!" She told them with a the excitement as a young hatchling getting a new toy. She flew down the hall, and Solaya raced to the doorway to call back to her.
"It will take a few days of planning to go, you know!" She called down the hall, but by then the Nocturne had already disappeared in a flash of green and tan. The Fae just sighed before glancing back at the Guardian.
"Are you sure this is a good idea? Especially with those from some ancient temple, we may end up going tomb raiding, you know," the Fae told him. He remained silent for a second in his own thoughts before looking at her, a rare smile on his face.
"But 'for the love of history and adventure', right?" He told her as he slipped part and out into the hall, the two broken depictions in his claws. This left her speechless, because that's one of her most favorite sayings and he just used it against her. After a moment, the Fae just sighed in defeat before flying after him, getting into a big discussion of details for the trip in a few day's time.
.......
And, done! So, is this okay? Just wondering, because I got so into it I forgot some of the rules and such, so I had to go back and re-edit it to match the requirements (I think it does...) Anyways, actually I really wanted for the whole trip to the Wind Flight thing to happen, but I decided I wrote way too much already, and I have to go to bed for my last day of school tomorrow. (Thank you, glittermama!) As for the trip, I actually may or may not just writing that as my story for tomorrow's prompt. Hope you enjoyed reading it! ^^ Oh, and here are my precious Dragons that are mentioned in the story:
Galiwyth, very protective leader of the Clan and surrogate father to many of the Dragons
Armazonia, lover of all things myth and legends (and adventure)
Solaya, leading Historian on the history of Sorienth(particularly Light)
Quarian, a very curious and kind Coatl
Ruby, an obsessive collector with a big heart
|| He/She/They | FRT+3 | INFP | Demi x3 | Lore Clan | Eternal Acolight ||
