The Scholar
Cyrus, ironically a nocturne himself, is a scholar indeed. I suppose it makes sense for him to do research on his own kind and he managed to stumble upon this. Naturally stubborn and cold, even he realizes what's at stake and goes to fetch help from the soldiers of Skyhelm City.
The Allies
Reinekar and Basalt, two soldiers of Skyhelm. Reinekar is no less than the right hand of the general and more than willing to help those in need. Basalt is young and eager to prove herself and she is a good fighter too, so she get's a place in this adventure too.
Here's a little snippet I wrote about this!
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Loud banging woke
Reinakar out of his toughts as someone was trying to make themselves heard at the garrison door. He looked around and the general,
Kitka, just raised an eyebrow at him. The skydancer sighed, got up from his desk and walked to the door. Barely having opened it, he found himself stumbling around another dragon.
"What the..
Cyrus! What are you doing?" he exclaimed. There was certainly something off about the scholar, who usually was so full of himself. Now he seemed.. panicked. "I tought you were at the Observatory?" Reinekar asked, trying to calm the other dragon down, placing his claws on Cyrus' shoulders. The brown dragon took few shivering breaths and adjusted his glasses. "I.. was. But then something happened" he answered. Reinekar gestured him to come and sit, ordered someone to get something to drink. As Cyrus started to tell his tale, few other soldiers, including the general gathered to hear him.
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"So... what do you think?" Kitka asked, swirling her own glass of drink in her claws. "Do you believe him?"
Reinekar was toughtful for a moment. "I don't see why I shouldn't belive him. This is a strange time in Sornieth, these weeks. Cyrus is a nocturne too, it wouldn't be surprising for his kind to ask him for help"
"Yes, but it's the time where noctures do all sorts of tricks! He could be tricking us. Or if the Singers exist, they could be lying, too" the ridgeback said, not sounding too harsh, just wary. Reinekar nodded. He understood her concern, she didn't want her soldiers go running after some make-believe thing. But Cyrus still seemed upset.
"If I go and take someone with me. Just me, Cyrus and someone else too. I want to check this out. If there really is a threat to whole Sornieth, it's better to stop it before it even begins" the skydancer said then, looking for his generals approval.
Kitka let out a deep sigh and took a few sips from her glass. "Fine then. But please, do come back in one piece" she said.
"Don't worry. I am not your right hand for no reason, right" Reinekar answered and Kitka seemed to smile a bit. "Take
Basalt with you. She's young, but I think she could be helpful. Go and save the world, Reinekar" the general said. Basalt already was taking steps towards them, visibly excited. The skydancer smiled, moved from the spot and went to Cyrus, to talk. He explained a bit more and off they were; skydancer, wildclaw and nocturne.
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"How do you think this will go? Will we succeed?" Basalt whispered to Reinekar as they were flying in the night sky, following Cyrus. "We better" the skydancer laughed a bit. He then gave a reassuring look to the younger dragon. "I've taken down rogues before. And I have saved hatchlings. You can do it too. We'll succeed, don't you worry" Basalt smiled and nodded. Cyrus shouted about seeing something. Reinekar saw a faint glow in the distance too. The Singers!
"No turning back now!" he said, putting a firm look on his face that Basalt copied. All three of them plunged themselves down, Cyrus and Basalt grabbing the two young hatchlings and Reinekar strinking his claws at the red nocturne, who was more than surprised about their arrival.
