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[center]The Scholar - Tianna [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=37927246] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/379273/37927246_350.png[/img] [/url] Being the one of the clan who is in training right now, Tianna's mind is full of wonder and cannot wait to explore her theories. This adventure would just will her with excitement every little second. The Alchemist - Valkinto [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=37927247] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/379273/37927247_350.png[/img] [/url] Valkinto can make potions for any kind of event and is always looking out for his little sister anyways. Without her even needing to explain it, he'd help her in a heartbeat. The Mage - Malace [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=35493907] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/354940/35493907_350.png[/img] [/url] Malace trusts Tianna and often helps her with her multitude of theories. Plus being a powerful mage and the son of the Clan leaders, he can help greatly.[/center]
The Scholar - Tianna

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Being the one of the clan who is in training right now, Tianna's mind is full of wonder and cannot wait to explore her theories. This adventure would just will her with excitement every little second.

The Alchemist - Valkinto

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Valkinto can make potions for any kind of event and is always looking out for his little sister anyways. Without her even needing to explain it, he'd help her in a heartbeat.

The Mage - Malace

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Malace trusts Tianna and often helps her with her multitude of theories. Plus being a powerful mage and the son of the Clan leaders, he can help greatly.
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[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=32786821] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/327869/32786821_350.png[/img] [/url] Sunraye, the scholar. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=33812666] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/338127/33812666_350.png[/img] [/url] Tenko, the prince/secret ninja. Aka, MidnightSpirit (I currently don't have any armor for him) And finally [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=36678204] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/366783/36678204_350.png[/img] [/url] Nairee, the seven-tailed FoxFire Nogitsune. (Let the story begin!) immediately after he was done talking, Sunraye rushed off to the port where he'd come in on. Friends from his home would be the ones most likely to agree to come, but the journey back would take much to long. He was in luck, not only was the port mostly empty, but two from his home had come across to visit. One, coming to explore and the sense that someone needed his help, hopefully the clan wasn't in chaos yet...It was night after all. It should be fine. He shifted atop the mast of a large boat as Sunraye walked by, his dark viper's armor just barely making any noise. The breeze from his mask whisked around his wings and he took flight. Sunraye jumped back as a dark clad dragon landed softly in front of him. Was this dragon...Yes, the description matched. This dragon was MidnightSpirit, the mysterious ninja that only appeared at night. Sunraye had a few theories as to whom was underneath the mask. MidnightSpirit took a step towards him. "Do you need help with something?" The mask distorted their voice and they also spoke in a low almost whisper, so Sunraye was unable to tell who they were other than a male. Sunraye nodded. "Yes, have you heard of Nocturnes? I have been asked to help them by finding a rogue member of their clan and the hatchlings they stole. Would you mind helping me find them?" "Yes, I've heard of them and I'd be happy to help." A pair of ears twitched, the body hidden behind the railing of a boat, but not for long. "I'd be happy to help too!" Nairee leaped out of hiding. "I've met a few Nocturnes before too! They're awesome!" "Nairee! You've seen them before?" Sunraye asked. "Never mind. Let's get going, there's little time to spare!" Even though it was on his mind, he decided not to ask why these two were here and just be glad they were willing to help. [center]* * * *[/center] After tracking down the faint odd energy that the Singer magic put off the small party finally came upon a secluded area. It was hidden by vines and sharp thorny brambles, but once they squeezed through there was a unnaturally dark cave carved into the cliff face. Small frightened chirps came from inside the cave, along with a female voice attempting to calm them down. "Midnightspirit, you hide and Nairee and I will lure Thana out of the cave. When she's out, you sneak in and get the hatchlings. But be wary, the hatchlings my not be the only ones in there," Sunraye whispered. MidnightSpirit nodded, and quickly vanished out of sight. As soon as he was gone, Nairee boastfully called out. "We know you're in there Thana! Come out and face us!" A dark red Nocturne skittered to the edge of the cave, glaring down at them. "They sent you didn't they?" She spat. "And just what exactly are you? You aren't a mimic or impostor. Why do you have seven tails and those Will-O-The-Wisp lights around you, And why do you look like a fox? Never mind. Just go away and none of you will get hurt." "Why is it you stole the hatchlings, and attacked you're own sister!?" Sunraye called out. Thana hissed. "That doesn't matter now." She launched herself at them, being the first one to attack. The battle progressed from there. Nairee attacked using her Kitsune flames and magic, while Sunraye used his arcane and rune magic. He hoped that MidnightSpirit had gotten the hatchlings safely, but had to devote his focus to his own battle to stay alive. At the end, Nairee and Sunraye fused their magic to create chains strong enough to hold Thana and keep her from using her magic to harm them. Moments later, MidnightSpirit appeared, hatchlings riding contently on his back. Maybe it was just him, but Sunraye though he looked pleased, even with the mask on. At the end of the night, they brought Thana and the hatchlings back to Shadowsong (who was doing much better and had an escort) They then took the hatchlings and brought them back to their clan. After they were thanked, Sunraye and the rest of the small party headed back to the port to head back home.

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Sunraye, the scholar.

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Tenko, the prince/secret ninja. Aka, MidnightSpirit (I currently don't have any armor for him)
And finally

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Nairee, the seven-tailed FoxFire Nogitsune.

(Let the story begin!)
immediately after he was done talking, Sunraye rushed off to the port where he'd come in on. Friends from his home would be the ones most likely to agree to come, but the journey back would take much to long.
He was in luck, not only was the port mostly empty, but two from his home had come across to visit.
One, coming to explore and the sense that someone needed his help, hopefully the clan wasn't in chaos yet...It was night after all. It should be fine. He shifted atop the mast of a large boat as Sunraye walked by, his dark viper's armor just barely making any noise. The breeze from his mask whisked around his wings and he took flight.
Sunraye jumped back as a dark clad dragon landed softly in front of him. Was this dragon...Yes, the description matched. This dragon was MidnightSpirit, the mysterious ninja that only appeared at night. Sunraye had a few theories as to whom was underneath the mask.
MidnightSpirit took a step towards him. "Do you need help with something?"
The mask distorted their voice and they also spoke in a low almost whisper, so Sunraye was unable to tell who they were other than a male.
Sunraye nodded. "Yes, have you heard of Nocturnes? I have been asked to help them by finding a rogue member of their clan and the hatchlings they stole. Would you mind helping me find them?"
"Yes, I've heard of them and I'd be happy to help."
A pair of ears twitched, the body hidden behind the railing of a boat, but not for long. "I'd be happy to help too!" Nairee leaped out of hiding. "I've met a few Nocturnes before too! They're awesome!"
"Nairee! You've seen them before?" Sunraye asked. "Never mind. Let's get going, there's little time to spare!" Even though it was on his mind, he decided not to ask why these two were here and just be glad they were willing to help.
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After tracking down the faint odd energy that the Singer magic put off the small party finally came upon a secluded area. It was hidden by vines and sharp thorny brambles, but once they squeezed through there was a unnaturally dark cave carved into the cliff face.
Small frightened chirps came from inside the cave, along with a female voice attempting to calm them down.
"Midnightspirit, you hide and Nairee and I will lure Thana out of the cave. When she's out, you sneak in and get the hatchlings. But be wary, the hatchlings my not be the only ones in there," Sunraye whispered.
MidnightSpirit nodded, and quickly vanished out of sight. As soon as he was gone, Nairee boastfully called out. "We know you're in there Thana! Come out and face us!"
A dark red Nocturne skittered to the edge of the cave, glaring down at them. "They sent you didn't they?" She spat. "And just what exactly are you? You aren't a mimic or impostor. Why do you have seven tails and those Will-O-The-Wisp lights around you, And why do you look like a fox? Never mind. Just go away and none of you will get hurt."
"Why is it you stole the hatchlings, and attacked you're own sister!?" Sunraye called out.
Thana hissed. "That doesn't matter now." She launched herself at them, being the first one to attack.
The battle progressed from there. Nairee attacked using her Kitsune flames and magic, while Sunraye used his arcane and rune magic. He hoped that MidnightSpirit had gotten the hatchlings safely, but had to devote his focus to his own battle to stay alive.
At the end, Nairee and Sunraye fused their magic to create chains strong enough to hold Thana and keep her from using her magic to harm them.
Moments later, MidnightSpirit appeared, hatchlings riding contently on his back. Maybe it was just him, but Sunraye though he looked pleased, even with the mask on.
At the end of the night, they brought Thana and the hatchlings back to Shadowsong (who was doing much better and had an escort) They then took the hatchlings and brought them back to their clan. After they were thanked, Sunraye and the rest of the small party headed back to the port to head back home.
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If a leaf blows into your face on a sunny day, it may be good luck, but don't look too close, it may have a bug on it.
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[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=24610073] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/246101/24610073_350.png[/img] [/url] Horcruxa, the Star-Winged Scholar, apprentice of Seaweed, was born bearing the Arcane symbol on her head, and the galaxies on her wings. Known widely for her curiosity, she has been known to stray past the Arcane border to other territories. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=34135046] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/341351/34135046_350.png[/img] [/url] Ram, the Spirit-Speaker, apprentice of Kia, is the bridge between the dead and the living, and specializes in crystal magic. Often seen as a regal and proud dragon, she does tend to look down on other dragons. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=28190307] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/281904/28190307_350.png[/img] [/url] Crescent, the Winter's Herald, is the daughter of Zena, and is famous for appearing just before a blizzard, giving her the name "Winter's Herald". She specializes in ice magic, and was blinded by a mirror, when she flung an icicle into the glass, and the shards cut her eyes. [font=georgia]"We're doing what?!" Crescent exclaimed, as Horcruxa explained to her friends their current mission. "It's complicated, I know. But I can't refuse Shadowsong's orders." The star winged Coatl hastily explained. "Now, pack up, fast. We need to leave before Horginos finds us." Crescent grumbled, but she climbed onto Ram's horns. "As the clan's Spirit Speaker, I must commune with Zinnia to decide on whether this is a good idea..." Ram started, but Horcruxa whipped Ram with her tail. "Now?! We don't have time for this! We need to go! For all we know, this can bring upon the Shade! Grab whatever you need, and go!" The two went off to pack their things. When they returned, all three dragons cautiously left the lair, towards Shadow territory. "I knew our clan originated here, but... I never thought this place could be so beautiful." Crescent murmured, as she rested in Ram's horns. They quickly left the Arcane territory, sure not to leave behind, with only a small bag of food. "Let's see... Zinnia must have said something of ancient powers located here, right?" Horcruxa asked Ram, who was shielding Crescent from attacking birds. "She said something of Luna coming here, but that's all she told me. We need to focus on our task. Who knows, maybe I can speak to new spirits." Crescent crawled out of Ram's mane, which was now covered in frost. "Hey, uh, what is that place?" She asked nervously, her veil floating up in warning. Horcruxa squinted, into the distance, and she saw floating candles. Smoke carried the candles through the air, and she felt a familiar power overwhelming her. Her starry wings were shaking. They all cautiously followed the pathway of candles. "Hey, Horcruxa? Who are these 'Singers?'" Ram inquired. "They're Nocturnes who apparently guide Sornieth away from destruction, while also staying hidden." Horcruxa shrugged. They all stopped when a white pillar on the right of Ram began to move. Crescent let out a shriek, as the temperature dropped almost immediately. Ram smashed the pillar with a mighty blow, while Horcruxa stared in shock. "...It's one of the mimics," She gasped, still unable to comprehend what had happened. She turned around, and she was only stricken with more fear. The path led into a tunnel, where more of the pillars lined the walls. Crescent readied her ice magic, but raised the temperature just enough so that Ram and Horcruxa wouldn't die. A group of crystal shards radiating a pink aura formed between Ram's antlers, and the three dragons entered the cave. All the pillars sprung to life, as white Serthis attached to pillars jabbed at the dragons. The crystal shards Ram had summoned scattered, digging into the Serthis. Crescent summoned a giant ice crystal from the ground, smashing three pillars. "There's too many! Run!" Horcruxa beat her wings and flew through the tunnels, but the pillars didn't follow. They couldn't. Soon, the three arrived at a fork in the cave. "It's a labrynth," Ram shook her head sadly. Horcruxa looked to the right, and saw something glowing. A voice echoed in her head, a voice she somehow recognized, even as one she had never heard. "Come," it said. And Horcruxa followed the glowing runes along the walls. Ram and Crescent uncertainly followed. After what seemed like hours, the dragons arrived in a room- A dimly lit room, with only a candle lighting the center. All the dragons readied their magic once more. "Ah, you've come." The voice sounded from somewhere behind the candle, though the dragons could only see the silhouette of a Nocturne. Then, the nocturne barked, "Enlighten!" Sure enough, the candle emitted more light, and the dragons could see the entire room was not only full of cages, but also crawling with mimics- Mirrors burning off walls, axes executing their next prisoner, capes suffocating innocent captives- And, in the center, were two cages, with two hatchlings- Nightsong and Voidsong. That meant that the dragon standing in front of them was... "Thana!" Horcruxa cried! [img]http://flightrising.com/dgen/preview/dragon?age=1&body=121&bodygene=20&breed=11&element=7&gender=1&tert=60&tertgene=11&winggene=17&wings=10&auth=affe942e4eb840c8fe966c4b0f8267267ab5fbde&dummyext=prev.png[/img] "Ah, but alas! The three oh so brave dragons have found me at last!" The crimson Nocturne exclaimed sarcastically. Then, she sneered. "You didn't think defeating me would be as easy as it was to reach me, did you?" She opened her wings, a black smoke suddenly surrounding her. All the mimics and monsters formed a near army behind her, and inky black vines wrapped themselves around the cages until the hatchlings were invisible. "The hatchlings!" Ram cried. "They're going to suffocate!" Crescent seemed to share Ram's concern, but Horcruxa was focused on Thana. Then, without another word, she beat her wings and flung herself at Thana, followed by an earsplitting screech. Ram and Crescent covered their eyes for a second, and opened them to see their friend, skin made of stone, now Thana's prisoner. "No!" Ram cried. Crescent's sorrow was obvious, as the walls were starting to freeze. "How could you?!" "She was wasting my time," Thana spat. "Now, let's see if I can't exterminate a couple more bugs." Between her two claws, a ball of black smoke and lightning began to form. Crescent quickly turned to Ram. "Can you get these two to Starshadow with your magic?" She whispered. "Yes, but we won't have enough time before Thana gets to u-" Ram began, but Crescent shook her head. "She won't kill us. I can buy us time. Hide, and charge your magic now!" She hissed, and she casted a ward just as the ball came crashing down onto them. Ram hid behind a (thankfully not living) bookcase, and started charging the portal magic between her horns. Crescent was rushing back and forth, quickly casting spells to deflect the magic. She had to make sure her friend got the hatchlings to safety. After what felt like hours, the portals were summoned. The hatchlings were safe in Clan Starshadow. "Come on! We need to go!" Ram called to her friend. "But Hor-" Crescent began. "No! We don't have time! We need to go!" "Then you go. I'll stay here for her." "No! Crescent..." "GO!" And so, Ram beat her wings and flew out of the cave at top speed. She fled the Tangled Wood, and almost ran into the lair of Clan Starshadow. "Ram! Where were you? Where is Crescent and Horcruxa?!" Kia, Ram's mentor, was the first to notice Ram's arrival. "Cave- Singers- Thana- Mimics- Crescent- Dead-" Ram stuttered, unable to speak clearly, but a nearby healer had heard and understood. "Oh, my daughter! My sweet, sweet daughter! Why did this have to happen to her?!" She wailed. Ram only looked to Luna, who had her tail wrapped protectively around the two hatch-lings. "I'll return them," She whispered softly. "You need to mourn." From that day forward, Ram was the only known survivor of Thana.

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Horcruxa, the Star-Winged Scholar, apprentice of Seaweed, was born bearing the Arcane symbol on her head, and the galaxies on her wings. Known widely for her curiosity, she has been known to stray past the Arcane border to other territories.


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Ram, the Spirit-Speaker, apprentice of Kia, is the bridge between the dead and the living, and specializes in crystal magic. Often seen as a regal and proud dragon, she does tend to look down on other dragons.


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Crescent, the Winter's Herald, is the daughter of Zena, and is famous for appearing just before a blizzard, giving her the name "Winter's Herald". She specializes in ice magic, and was blinded by a mirror, when she flung an icicle into the glass, and the shards cut her eyes.

"We're doing what?!" Crescent exclaimed, as Horcruxa explained to her friends their current mission.
"It's complicated, I know. But I can't refuse Shadowsong's orders." The star winged Coatl hastily explained. "Now, pack up, fast. We need to leave before Horginos finds us."
Crescent grumbled, but she climbed onto Ram's horns.
"As the clan's Spirit Speaker, I must commune with Zinnia to decide on whether this is a good idea..." Ram started, but Horcruxa whipped Ram with her tail.
"Now?! We don't have time for this! We need to go! For all we know, this can bring upon the Shade! Grab whatever you need, and go!" The two went off to pack their things. When they returned, all three dragons cautiously left the lair, towards Shadow territory.
"I knew our clan originated here, but... I never thought this place could be so beautiful." Crescent murmured, as she rested in Ram's horns. They quickly left the Arcane territory, sure not to leave behind, with only a small bag of food.
"Let's see... Zinnia must have said something of ancient powers located here, right?" Horcruxa asked Ram, who was shielding Crescent from attacking birds.
"She said something of Luna coming here, but that's all she told me. We need to focus on our task. Who knows, maybe I can speak to new spirits."
Crescent crawled out of Ram's mane, which was now covered in frost. "Hey, uh, what is that place?" She asked nervously, her veil floating up in warning.
Horcruxa squinted, into the distance, and she saw floating candles. Smoke carried the candles through the air, and she felt a familiar power overwhelming her. Her starry wings were shaking.
They all cautiously followed the pathway of candles.
"Hey, Horcruxa? Who are these 'Singers?'" Ram inquired.
"They're Nocturnes who apparently guide Sornieth away from destruction, while also staying hidden." Horcruxa shrugged. They all stopped when a white pillar on the right of Ram began to move. Crescent let out a shriek, as the temperature dropped almost immediately. Ram smashed the pillar with a mighty blow, while Horcruxa stared in shock.
"...It's one of the mimics," She gasped, still unable to comprehend what had happened. She turned around, and she was only stricken with more fear.
The path led into a tunnel, where more of the pillars lined the walls. Crescent readied her ice magic, but raised the temperature just enough so that Ram and Horcruxa wouldn't die. A group of crystal shards radiating a pink aura formed between Ram's antlers, and the three dragons entered the cave.
All the pillars sprung to life, as white Serthis attached to pillars jabbed at the dragons. The crystal shards Ram had summoned scattered, digging into the Serthis. Crescent summoned a giant ice crystal from the ground, smashing three pillars.
"There's too many! Run!" Horcruxa beat her wings and flew through the tunnels, but the pillars didn't follow. They couldn't.
Soon, the three arrived at a fork in the cave.
"It's a labrynth," Ram shook her head sadly.
Horcruxa looked to the right, and saw something glowing. A voice echoed in her head, a voice she somehow recognized, even as one she had never heard.
"Come," it said. And Horcruxa followed the glowing runes along the walls. Ram and Crescent uncertainly followed.
After what seemed like hours, the dragons arrived in a room- A dimly lit room, with only a candle lighting the center.
All the dragons readied their magic once more. "Ah, you've come." The voice sounded from somewhere behind the candle, though the dragons could only see the silhouette of a Nocturne. Then, the nocturne barked, "Enlighten!" Sure enough, the candle emitted more light, and the dragons could see the entire room was not only full of cages, but also crawling with mimics- Mirrors burning off walls, axes executing their next prisoner, capes suffocating innocent captives- And, in the center, were two cages, with two hatchlings- Nightsong and Voidsong. That meant that the dragon standing in front of them was...
"Thana!" Horcruxa cried!
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"Ah, but alas! The three oh so brave dragons have found me at last!" The crimson Nocturne exclaimed sarcastically. Then, she sneered. "You didn't think defeating me would be as easy as it was to reach me, did you?" She opened her wings, a black smoke suddenly surrounding her. All the mimics and monsters formed a near army behind her, and inky black vines wrapped themselves around the cages until the hatchlings were invisible.
"The hatchlings!" Ram cried. "They're going to suffocate!"
Crescent seemed to share Ram's concern, but Horcruxa was focused on Thana.
Then, without another word, she beat her wings and flung herself at Thana, followed by an earsplitting screech. Ram and Crescent covered their eyes for a second, and opened them to see their friend, skin made of stone, now Thana's prisoner.
"No!" Ram cried. Crescent's sorrow was obvious, as the walls were starting to freeze. "How could you?!"
"She was wasting my time," Thana spat. "Now, let's see if I can't exterminate a couple more bugs."
Between her two claws, a ball of black smoke and lightning began to form. Crescent quickly turned to Ram.
"Can you get these two to Starshadow with your magic?" She whispered.
"Yes, but we won't have enough time before Thana gets to u-" Ram began, but Crescent shook her head.
"She won't kill us. I can buy us time. Hide, and charge your magic now!" She hissed, and she casted a ward just as the ball came crashing down onto them.
Ram hid behind a (thankfully not living) bookcase, and started charging the portal magic between her horns. Crescent was rushing back and forth, quickly casting spells to deflect the magic. She had to make sure her friend got the hatchlings to safety.
After what felt like hours, the portals were summoned. The hatchlings were safe in Clan Starshadow.
"Come on! We need to go!" Ram called to her friend.
"But Hor-" Crescent began.
"No! We don't have time! We need to go!"
"Then you go. I'll stay here for her."
"No! Crescent..."
"GO!"
And so, Ram beat her wings and flew out of the cave at top speed. She fled the Tangled Wood, and almost ran into the lair of Clan Starshadow.
"Ram! Where were you? Where is Crescent and Horcruxa?!" Kia, Ram's mentor, was the first to notice Ram's arrival.
"Cave- Singers- Thana- Mimics- Crescent- Dead-" Ram stuttered, unable to speak clearly, but a nearby healer had heard and understood.
"Oh, my daughter! My sweet, sweet daughter! Why did this have to happen to her?!" She wailed.
Ram only looked to Luna, who had her tail wrapped protectively around the two hatch-lings. "I'll return them," She whispered softly. "You need to mourn."
From that day forward, Ram was the only known survivor of Thana.
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Strike a match, and watch me burn... I'll set the world ablaze, since it's this game that you play... Fuel the flames of the pyre, and I will burn higher, burn brighter, fight fire with fire!
[columns][center][font=georgia][color=#545454][size=7]The SCHOLAR[/size][/color][/font] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=37433507] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/374336/37433507_350.png[/img] [/url] [columns][center][font=georgia][color=#545454][size=7]The MAGE [/size][/color][/font] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=37919475] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/379195/37919475_350.png[/img] [/url] [columns][center][font=georgia][color=#545454][size=7]The WARRIOR [/size][/color][/font] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=37427601] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/374277/37427601_350.png[/img] [/url] [left]"Come on..." groaned Duchess, as Shadowsong whizzed around the lair in anticipation behind them. Aztec simply lifted one wing that was covering his head and groaned. "Remind me, why am I 'eligible'?" Stifling a protest, the Ridgeback gently explained that he was good in combat, and that it was a once-in-a-life-time experience! This only induced more groaning. Shadowsong, always perky, piped, "Don't you wanna see my namesake? DON'T YA?! DON'T YA?!" The corners of Aztec's mouth lifted. Shadowsong's excitement was contagious. "Alright..." But little did he know what he was getting himself into. Duchess pranced along, skipping the whole way into the clearing where she had met Shadowsong and the muscular nocturne. Sure enough, Shadowsong was waiting for them, finally standing upright. Duchess' young Mage came bouncing into view, took one look at Shadowsong, and shrieked with delight before noticing the harsh look on the other Nocturne's face. "What's wrong with her?" he growled. Shadowsong spoke up. "Leave her be, Frulbyss. She's just excited." "Indeed I am!" bubbled the young Spiral. "Is that really [i]the [/i] Shadowsong?" Frulbyss growled, "Are you lot going to find Thana or not? Our clan's future can't be put on hold." "You're right!" exclaimed Duchess excitedly. "Let's go, y'all!" Shadowsong scraped at the ground uncomfortably. "Well... There's a catch, you see. I can't go. Thana would probably kill me at first sight..." "What about Frulbyss?" inquired Duchess, although she had a heavy feeling in her chest. The burly Nocturne shook his head. "But what's the fun if [i]the[/i] Shadowsong can't come along?" protested the young mage. "It'll be fun... Don't you want to find the lost Singer twins?" The Scholar tried to sound animated. The young Shadowsong scowled. "But I wanna make history with [i]the[/i] Shadowsong..." "But you could always make history FOR [i]the[/i] Shadowsong," Aztec retorted. Exchanging grateful looks with the Coatl, Duchess could tell that the young Spiral was considering this. "Alright..." Excitement coursed through the Scholar. The cool night wind was fresh on her face, rattling her field gear and raising pinpricks of goosebumps all along her body. But that didn't matter. She was finally proven right, after all those years of searching, hunting, for clues about the lost Nocturnes. And those plants... Those plants changed her life. Now, she was on a top-secret mission, about to be recorded forever in the history books of both Sornieth and the Nocturne clan! She could see her adventures ahead, a path lined with risk, excitement, and fame. Suddenly, the temperature dropped. A shadow covered the moon, making it impossible to see. [i]Singer magic,[/i] thought Duchess with a shiver of excitement and fear. A glowing blue-green trail moved towards them as though it were swimming through the air. It came straight up to the Scholar and hissed, "Warning- you are trespassing on Thana of the Lost Nocturnes ' territory. You have five seconds to get off the land, or else..." "Lead us straight to her," commanded Aztec. "Or else..." The blue-green trail recoiled. "Was that sarcasm?" it hissed. "If so..." It exploded in a bright blast in front of the warrior's face. "What now?" inquired Aztec. "Now, we sit and wait!" Duchess announced cheerfully. So what if that weird glowing trail took a disliking to them? It was sure to bring back its mistress, they would order Thana to give back the Singer twins, and they would return to Frulbyss and Shadowsong, proud and victorious. Shadowsong plopped down heavily on the rich, dark dirt. "This is boring..." "No, it's an adventure for the senses, my young mage," Duchess proclaimed knowledgeably. "Let's start with that while we are waiting. Tell me, how are you feeling right now?" "Bored." "Alright, I'll take that. What do you taste?" "I taste boredom, Duchess. I was supposedly going on a mission with [i]the[/i] Shadowsong, and look where it got me! Stuck with a mad Scholar and a lethargic Warrior!" "Very vivid, excellent! Now, what do you see?" "Uh... Duchess?" said Aztec carefully. "A word?" "Yes yes, of course, my dear Warrior." Aztec led the enthusiastic Scholar a few paces away from where Shadowsong was curled, tail draped over her head. "She's only an adolescent Spiral, Duchess. Not a college student." "Alright then, would [i]you[/i] like to be lectured?" Duchess said cheerfully, completely missing the point. Aztec sighed, completely ignoring Shadowsong jumping up and down, trying to get the two's attention, the blazing trail wrapped tightly around her snout like a muzzle. "HEY!" Aztec yelled, finally noticing, charging in to disentangle the blue-green substance from Shadowsong's mouth. It promptly exploded again, causing several strange boils to erupt on the Spiral's snout. It then appeared several feet away, making a sort of choking sound that Duchess guessed was laughing. "That's enough..." she grumbled. "Show yourself, Thana! Enough tricks and lies!" More cackling. "But honey... What you don't understand is I [i]am[/i] Thana. Slowly, the blue-green light's features began to change into a Nocturne. 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Shadowsong stood behind her, reared, staff still clutched tightly, chest heaving heavily. "And I thought [i]I[/i] was the warrior..." chuckled Aztec. "Alright! Great job, Shadowsong. Now, let's go free those Singers and make history!" Duchess cried, excitement replacing her fear once again. Then, right before her very eyes, the limp form of Thana disappeared, evaporating into thin trails of blue light, which in turn, vanished. Maniacal cackling filled the air, and the Nocturne reappeared, right behind the Singer twins, a wicked, sickle-like claw at each of their throats. "What are you going to do, Duchess? You really thought you could make history? With a stupid Warrior who does nothing and a Mage who can't even use magic? Really, Duchess, I think your dreams are too big. But no worries... Because you won't need to dream, if you're dead!" Thana spread her wings as if taking to the sky, but instead, disappeared. Aztec turned in a full circle, wings spread cautiously, warily eyeing the skies. Shadowsong curled into a tight ball and started muttering something under her breath. "What's wrong, Aztec? Are you [i]scared[/i]?"jeered the voice of Thana, echoing into the empty night. The Singer twins writhed unconsciously on their pickets. "H-how do you know my name, you creep?!" Aztec retorted, unceremoniously tripping over his own tail. Soft, cold, laughter sounded in Duchess' right ear. "See what I mean, my dear Scholar? You're with these two? [i]Tssk, tssk, tssk.[/i]" "Just hand the twins over, Thana, it's not that hard." said Duchess tiredly. "Oh, but I have big plans, big plans indeed for Voidsong and Nightsong, dear Duchess, it's really not that simple." Thanna flicked a claw, causing the two Singers to collapse, chains loosened, hanging limp around their tiny limbs. "Come, you two. Let's show this Scholar what making history is all about." As if in a trance, Nightsong and Voidsong's heads snapped up like they were marionettes. They started sauntering towards Duchess, eyes unfocused, wings dragging behind them like limp burdens of skin and bone. And they attacked. Nightsong launched himself towards the Scholar, small, pointed white teeth flashing in the moonlight. His brother attacked Aztec and Shadowsong, hissing and spitting. "Have fun, you guys! Meet the Singers of Thana's Lost Nocturnes while you're at it, too." A slight breeze stirred as the invisible Thana brushed past the brawling Scholar and Singer twin. Nightsong seemed to come out of a trance, looking over his shoulder to see what had caused the sudden gust in the still night. [i]So maybe they aren't completely controllable,[/i] Duchess mused. An idea popped into her head. "Hey Shadowsong? Do you know how to work that staff yet?" she called, trying not to hurt Nightsong as she gently pinned the Nocturne down by the shoulder blades. Shadowsong and Aztec clearly weren't as successful in disabling the possessed Singer. "What? The- UGH- staff? Nope- OW! AZTEC! WHAT WAS THAT FOR??!" Shadowsong exclaimed. Suddenly, a blinding flash lit up the night, issuing from the end of the Mage's staff. The two Nocturne twins were tied with glowing ropes, and both were asleep once again. "HA! Take that, you stupid Singers!" crowed Shadowsong triumphantly. "Scratch that, you [i]can[/i] work the staff..." said Duchess with a smile. "Alright, do you think you can use a little more of that luck to get us out of here?" Nodding, Shadowsong squeezed her eyes shut and gripped her staff so hard that her knuckles were prominent through her white scales. Naturally, nothing happened. "You stupid, useless Mage..." came Thana's disembodied voice, echoing tantalizingly, causing a look of rage and fury to appear on the Spiral's face. "I've HAD ENOUGH, YOU STUPID LITTLE NOCTURNE! I'LL SHOW YOU USELESS," bellowed Shadowsong. Jets of white-hot flame shot from the staff, flying in all directions like homing missiles. One found its target, and Thana appeared, falling from the sky. "You might kill me, but it'll take more than my death to take the Singer twins, Duchess!" the Nocturne roared, wincing in pain. Shadowsong, eyes full of maniacal spleen, brought her staff, its end glowing with pulsing white light, down on Thana. The Nocturne evaporated, her dying scream lingering in the air. Duchess' young Mage had collapsed, body heaving, soaked in a cold sweat. "We need to get out of here," said Aztec, panic creeping into his voice. Grabbing Nightsong, he took the sky and was gone in an instant. Following his lead, the Scholar took Voidsong and gently tucked him in a rather large pocket of he field gear. She then cradled the exhausted Shadowsong in her front talons, and flew into the night. The squad stopped a few times over the next nights, tending to the feverish Mage and making sure the Singers were safe and securely fastened into Duchess' many pockets. At last, the Tangled Wood came into view once again, a sight for sore, tired eyes. The entourage set down in a small clearing. The famed Shadowsong and Frulbyss appeared out of the leafy foulage. "You found them!" exclaimed Shadowsong. "Well, not without our Mage, here," Duchess said proudly, gesturing at the blushing Spiral. The Scholar carefully undid the straps of her multiple packs, and set the Singer hatchlings on the ground. Their eyes were closed tightly, and Nightsong growled in his sleep. "What's wrong with them?" snarled Frulbyss. Aztec and Duchess glanced at the Mage for explanation. "Well... see, I kind of put a sleeping spell on them... They'll wake up... I hope." Shadowsong confessed. "That'll have to do," announced the the female Nocturne. "I can reverse the spell. 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"Come on..." groaned Duchess, as Shadowsong whizzed around the lair in anticipation behind them.

Aztec simply lifted one wing that was covering his head and groaned.

"Remind me, why am I 'eligible'?"

Stifling a protest, the Ridgeback gently explained that he was good in combat, and that it was a once-in-a-life-time experience!

This only induced more groaning. Shadowsong, always perky, piped,

"Don't you wanna see my namesake? DON'T YA?! DON'T YA?!"

The corners of Aztec's mouth lifted. Shadowsong's excitement was contagious.

"Alright..."

But little did he know what he was getting himself into.

Duchess pranced along, skipping the whole way into the clearing where she had met Shadowsong and the muscular nocturne. Sure enough, Shadowsong was waiting for them, finally standing upright. Duchess' young Mage came bouncing into view, took one look at Shadowsong, and shrieked with delight before noticing the harsh look on the other Nocturne's face.

"What's wrong with her?" he growled.

Shadowsong spoke up. "Leave her be, Frulbyss. She's just excited."

"Indeed I am!" bubbled the young Spiral. "Is that really the
Shadowsong?"

Frulbyss growled, "Are you lot going to find Thana or not? Our clan's future can't be put on hold."

"You're right!" exclaimed Duchess excitedly. "Let's go, y'all!"

Shadowsong scraped at the ground uncomfortably.

"Well... There's a catch, you see. I can't go. Thana would probably kill me at first sight..."

"What about Frulbyss?" inquired Duchess, although she had a heavy feeling in her chest.

The burly Nocturne shook his head.

"But what's the fun if the Shadowsong can't come along?" protested the young mage.

"It'll be fun... Don't you want to find the lost Singer twins?" The Scholar tried to sound animated.

The young Shadowsong scowled.

"But I wanna make history with the Shadowsong..."

"But you could always make history FOR the Shadowsong," Aztec retorted.

Exchanging grateful looks with the Coatl, Duchess could tell that the young Spiral was considering this.

"Alright..."

Excitement coursed through the Scholar. The cool night wind was fresh on her face, rattling her field gear and raising pinpricks of goosebumps all along her body. But that didn't matter. She was finally proven right, after all those years of searching, hunting, for clues about the lost Nocturnes. And those plants... Those plants changed her life. Now, she was on a top-secret mission, about to be recorded forever in the history books of both Sornieth and the Nocturne clan! She could see her adventures ahead, a path lined with risk, excitement, and fame.

Suddenly, the temperature dropped. A shadow covered the moon, making it impossible to see. Singer magic, thought Duchess with a shiver of excitement and fear. A glowing blue-green trail moved towards them as though it were swimming through the air. It came straight up to the Scholar and hissed,

"Warning- you are trespassing on Thana of the Lost Nocturnes ' territory. You have five seconds to get off the land, or else..."

"Lead us straight to her," commanded Aztec. "Or else..."

The blue-green trail recoiled. "Was that sarcasm?" it hissed. "If so..."

It exploded in a bright blast in front of the warrior's face.

"What now?" inquired Aztec.

"Now, we sit and wait!" Duchess announced cheerfully.

So what if that weird glowing trail took a disliking to them? It was sure to bring back its mistress, they would order Thana to give back the Singer twins, and they would return to Frulbyss and Shadowsong, proud and victorious.

Shadowsong plopped down heavily on the rich, dark dirt. "This is boring..."

"No, it's an adventure for the senses, my young mage," Duchess proclaimed knowledgeably. "Let's start with that while we are waiting. Tell me, how are you feeling right now?"

"Bored."

"Alright, I'll take that. What do you taste?"

"I taste boredom, Duchess. I was supposedly going on a mission with the Shadowsong, and look where it got me! Stuck with a mad Scholar and a lethargic Warrior!"

"Very vivid, excellent! Now, what do you see?"

"Uh... Duchess?" said Aztec carefully. "A word?"

"Yes yes, of course, my dear Warrior."

Aztec led the enthusiastic Scholar a few paces away from where Shadowsong was curled, tail draped over her head.

"She's only an adolescent Spiral, Duchess. Not a college student."

"Alright then, would you like to be lectured?" Duchess said cheerfully, completely missing the point.

Aztec sighed, completely ignoring Shadowsong jumping up and down, trying to get the two's attention, the blazing trail wrapped tightly around her snout like a muzzle.

"HEY!" Aztec yelled, finally noticing, charging in to disentangle the blue-green substance from Shadowsong's mouth.

It promptly exploded again, causing several strange boils to erupt on the Spiral's snout. It then appeared several feet away, making a sort of choking sound that Duchess guessed was laughing.

"That's enough..." she grumbled. "Show yourself, Thana! Enough tricks and lies!"

More cackling.

"But honey... What you don't understand is I am Thana.

Slowly, the blue-green light's features began to change into a Nocturne.

THANA

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Duchess snarled, "Then give us the Singer hatchlings if you really are Thanna, arrogant dragon..."

"Oh? You mean these little ones?" Thana asked with a knowing smirk.

She gestured towards the edge of the forest, where two Nocturne hatchlings were tied to stakes, their wings bound, eyes closed.

Thunk.

Duchess promised she'd never lecture Shadowsong ever again, as the young mage had hit the Nocturne over the head with her knobbly staff. Despite the fact that Shadowsong couldn't work the scepter's magic quite yet, it served as a handy clobber if needed.

Thana collapsed, unconscious, to the ground. Shadowsong stood behind her, reared, staff still clutched tightly, chest heaving heavily.

"And I thought I was the warrior..." chuckled Aztec.

"Alright! Great job, Shadowsong. Now, let's go free those Singers and make history!" Duchess cried, excitement replacing her fear once again. Then, right before her very eyes, the limp form of Thana disappeared, evaporating into thin trails of blue light, which in turn, vanished. Maniacal cackling filled the air, and the Nocturne reappeared, right behind the Singer twins, a wicked, sickle-like claw at each of their throats.

"What are you going to do, Duchess? You really thought you could make history? With a stupid Warrior who does nothing and a Mage who can't even use magic? Really, Duchess, I think your dreams are too big. But no worries... Because you won't need to dream, if you're dead!"

Thana spread her wings as if taking to the sky, but instead, disappeared. Aztec turned in a full circle, wings spread cautiously, warily eyeing the skies. Shadowsong curled into a tight ball and started muttering something under her breath.

"What's wrong, Aztec? Are you scared?"jeered the voice of Thana, echoing into the empty night. The Singer twins writhed unconsciously on their pickets.

"H-how do you know my name, you creep?!" Aztec retorted, unceremoniously tripping over his own tail.

Soft, cold, laughter sounded in Duchess' right ear.

"See what I mean, my dear Scholar? You're with these two? Tssk, tssk, tssk."

"Just hand the twins over, Thana, it's not that hard." said Duchess tiredly.

"Oh, but I have big plans, big plans indeed for Voidsong and Nightsong, dear Duchess, it's really not that simple."

Thanna flicked a claw, causing the two Singers to collapse, chains loosened, hanging limp around their tiny limbs.

"Come, you two. Let's show this Scholar what making history is all about."

As if in a trance, Nightsong and Voidsong's heads snapped up like they were marionettes. They started sauntering towards Duchess, eyes unfocused, wings dragging behind them like limp burdens of skin and bone. And they attacked.

Nightsong launched himself towards the Scholar, small, pointed white teeth flashing in the moonlight. His brother attacked Aztec and Shadowsong, hissing and spitting.

"Have fun, you guys! Meet the Singers of Thana's Lost Nocturnes while you're at it, too."

A slight breeze stirred as the invisible Thana brushed past the brawling Scholar and Singer twin. Nightsong seemed to come out of a trance, looking over his shoulder to see what had caused the sudden gust in the still night.

So maybe they aren't completely controllable, Duchess mused. An idea popped into her head.

"Hey Shadowsong? Do you know how to work that staff yet?" she called, trying not to hurt Nightsong as she gently pinned the Nocturne down by the shoulder blades.

Shadowsong and Aztec clearly weren't as successful in disabling the possessed Singer.

"What? The- UGH- staff? Nope- OW! AZTEC! WHAT WAS THAT FOR??!" Shadowsong exclaimed.

Suddenly, a blinding flash lit up the night, issuing from the end of the Mage's staff. The two Nocturne twins were tied with glowing ropes, and both were asleep once again.

"HA! Take that, you stupid Singers!" crowed Shadowsong triumphantly.

"Scratch that, you can work the staff..." said Duchess with a smile. "Alright, do you think you can use a little more of that luck to get us out of here?"

Nodding, Shadowsong squeezed her eyes shut and gripped her staff so hard that her knuckles were prominent through her white scales. Naturally, nothing happened.

"You stupid, useless Mage..." came Thana's disembodied voice, echoing tantalizingly, causing a look of rage and fury to appear on the Spiral's face.

"I've HAD ENOUGH, YOU STUPID LITTLE NOCTURNE! I'LL SHOW YOU USELESS," bellowed Shadowsong.

Jets of white-hot flame shot from the staff, flying in all directions like homing missiles. One found its target, and Thana appeared, falling from the sky.

"You might kill me, but it'll take more than my death to take the Singer twins, Duchess!" the Nocturne roared, wincing in pain.

Shadowsong, eyes full of maniacal spleen, brought her staff, its end glowing with pulsing white light, down on Thana. The Nocturne evaporated, her dying scream lingering in the air.

Duchess' young Mage had collapsed, body heaving, soaked in a cold sweat.

"We need to get out of here," said Aztec, panic creeping into his voice.

Grabbing Nightsong, he took the sky and was gone in an instant. Following his lead, the Scholar took Voidsong and gently tucked him in a rather large pocket of he field gear. She then cradled the exhausted Shadowsong in her front talons, and flew into the night.

The squad stopped a few times over the next nights, tending to the feverish Mage and making sure the Singers were safe and securely fastened into Duchess' many pockets.

At last, the Tangled Wood came into view once again, a sight for sore, tired eyes. The entourage set down in a small clearing. The famed Shadowsong and Frulbyss appeared out of the leafy foulage.

"You found them!" exclaimed Shadowsong.

"Well, not without our Mage, here," Duchess said proudly, gesturing at the blushing Spiral.

The Scholar carefully undid the straps of her multiple packs, and set the Singer hatchlings on the ground. Their eyes were closed tightly, and Nightsong growled in his sleep.

"What's wrong with them?" snarled Frulbyss.

Aztec and Duchess glanced at the Mage for explanation.

"Well... see, I kind of put a sleeping spell on them... They'll wake up... I hope." Shadowsong confessed.

"That'll have to do," announced the the female Nocturne. "I can reverse the spell. The Lost Nocturnes are forever in your debt, you three. We'll make sure you're remembered throughout the generations."

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[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=8420326] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/84204/8420326_350.png[/img] [/url] Malin, the scholar. Once again had poked his nose into where it should probably had not been in. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=8832336] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/88324/8832336_350.png[/img] [/url] Zida, the warrior. DIdn't need any convincing as the rogue Singer could be a threat to her clan as well. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=9061074] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/90611/9061074_350.png[/img] [/url] Jade, nature embassador and mage. Same reason as Zida, but also to make sure her mate doesn't get thrown into trouble like last year. WIP

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Malin, the scholar. Once again had poked his nose into where it should probably had not been in.


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Zida, the warrior. DIdn't need any convincing as the rogue Singer could be a threat to her clan as well.


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Jade, nature embassador and mage. Same reason as Zida, but also to make sure her mate doesn't get thrown into trouble like last year.

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[columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=27102939] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/271030/27102939_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][i]Cyna Bloomes - Record Keeper, Historian, Scholar[/i] Proud and studious, Cyna would treat this as a challenge. They'd no doubt try and predict Thana's movements, basing it off previously gathered data. Any found singer magic would be a clue, used to reorient the search in the right direction. That said, Cyna would do their best to be quick about it. The singers may not be hatchlings from their clan, but still hatchings all the same.[/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=26692240] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/266923/26692240_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][i]Ro Mionti - Mercenary, Guard, Swordsman.[/i] Cheerful and easy-going, yet ever determined to help those in need, Ro's assistance would easily be obtained. His abilities to fight or defend would be useful, especially if it came to blows with Thana, as it appears it would. Ro would likely do his best to not lethally injure her, but if she were to harm the helpless hatchlings, all bets would be off.[/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=28407823] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/284079/28407823_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][i] Crewe Faylif - Trader, Fence, Ex-Assasin[/i] Likely the most unscrupulous and hardest to convince, Crewe would be able to provide useful insight and a webbed network for information leading to Thana's discovery. Her knowledge and experience with darker activities in Sorneith are vast. That said, it may take some doing to keep Crewe from joining Thana herself. Personal gain is a very good motivator in Crewe's opinion.[/columns] Cyna would likely be able to convince Ro to join the party with just a description of events alone. Crewe would need more, an upfront payment of half of Cyna's gem stash and a "Favour" to be cashed in at Crewe's discretion, likely. After that, I feel that they would be able to find Thana quickly enough. Whether the party could succeed in freeing the singer hatchlings is unknown. They'd put up a very good fight though.

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Cyna Bloomes - Record Keeper, Historian, Scholar

Proud and studious, Cyna would treat this as a challenge. They'd no doubt try and predict Thana's movements, basing it off previously gathered data. Any found singer magic would be a clue, used to reorient the search in the right direction. That said, Cyna would do their best to be quick about it. The singers may not be hatchlings from their clan, but still hatchings all the same.

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Ro Mionti - Mercenary, Guard, Swordsman.

Cheerful and easy-going, yet ever determined to help those in need, Ro's assistance would easily be obtained. His abilities to fight or defend would be useful, especially if it came to blows with Thana, as it appears it would. Ro would likely do his best to not lethally injure her, but if she were to harm the helpless hatchlings, all bets would be off.

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Crewe Faylif - Trader, Fence, Ex-Assasin

Likely the most unscrupulous and hardest to convince, Crewe would be able to provide useful insight and a webbed network for information leading to Thana's discovery. Her knowledge and experience with darker activities in Sorneith are vast. That said, it may take some doing to keep Crewe from joining Thana herself. Personal gain is a very good motivator in Crewe's opinion.

Cyna would likely be able to convince Ro to join the party with just a description of events alone. Crewe would need more, an upfront payment of half of Cyna's gem stash and a "Favour" to be cashed in at Crewe's discretion, likely. After that, I feel that they would be able to find Thana quickly enough. Whether the party could succeed in freeing the singer hatchlings is unknown. They'd put up a very good fight though.
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[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=37863871] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/378639/37863871_350.png[/img] [/url] Aukai- The death whisperer. Aukai is currently training in professional magic, and possesses a hidden talent that only few know of: She can see, and speak to the dead. The ghosts of dragons that have passed can communicate to her. One has given her a curse: she cannot bear eggs. Aukai wasn't bothered by this, as she wanted to be as pure as she could for a while longer. She knows about a long lost Nocturne Clan, and the Singers through scrolls. Not much else, but she can detect their magic faintly, thankfully because of the training. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=38126091] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/381261/38126091_350.png[/img] [/url] ShadowStalker- Silent killer. ShadowStalker was killed after falling off a cliff while playing with her siblings. ´ShadowStalker´ is an odd name for an Ice dragon, but her colors blend with the shadows, making her have an advantage when fighting. She was told stories by her mother of the Singers, and the Nocturne Clan, but she was young, and thought they were a story told to hatchlings to scare them. Not anymore, though. Her soul still haunts the territory where Aukai is, and talks with her often. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=37643695] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/376437/37643695_350.png[/img] [/url] Quake- The collector. Quake is just your ordinary collector, nothing special with him. That's what he tells you, to keep a secret hidden: He's actually ShadowStalker reborn, transformed into a Fae and in the Earth Flight. He has no memory of her past though, but can feel her soul inside him. Quake can see her faintly in the darkness, but she's the only dragon ghost he can see. The Fae knows about as much as ShadowStalker did when she was alive: nothing but a story. That doesn't matter now though, Aukai asked for his help, and he has to, for the sake of ShadowStalker.

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Aukai- The death whisperer.
Aukai is currently training in professional magic, and possesses a hidden talent that only few know of: She can see, and speak to the dead. The ghosts of dragons that have passed can communicate to her. One has given her a curse: she cannot bear eggs. Aukai wasn't bothered by this, as she wanted to be as pure as she could for a while longer.
She knows about a long lost Nocturne Clan, and the Singers through scrolls. Not much else, but she can detect their magic faintly, thankfully because of the training.

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ShadowStalker- Silent killer.
ShadowStalker was killed after falling off a cliff while playing with her siblings. ´ShadowStalker´ is an odd name for an Ice dragon, but her colors blend with the shadows, making her have an advantage when fighting. She was told stories by her mother of the Singers, and the Nocturne Clan, but she was young, and thought they were a story told to hatchlings to scare them. Not anymore, though.
Her soul still haunts the territory where Aukai is, and talks with her often.

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Quake- The collector.
Quake is just your ordinary collector, nothing special with him. That's what he tells you, to keep a secret hidden: He's actually ShadowStalker reborn, transformed into a Fae and in the Earth Flight. He has no memory of her past though, but can feel her soul inside him. Quake can see her faintly in the darkness, but she's the only dragon ghost he can see.
The Fae knows about as much as ShadowStalker did when she was alive: nothing but a story. That doesn't matter now though, Aukai asked for his help, and he has to, for the sake of ShadowStalker.
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[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=32556886] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/325569/32556886_350.png[/img] [/url] "Okay [b]Agnes[/b], you got this. Break it down: Find Thana. Save hatchlings. Stop world from getting marginally more worse than it is now. Super simple." A scholar not by flight but by choosing, Agnes devoted herself to every scrap of information she could find about these mysterious nocturnes. She may be a mimic herself, but that just means she can mimic Shadowsong's faith in her. All she can do is hope that she doesn't let her down. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=5026408] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/50265/5026408_350.png[/img] [/url] "[b]Shriek[/b], you're absolutely terrifying but the only other tundra in the lair with a nose like yours is Murmur. Please help me save the world without giving me rabies." She, like almost everyone else, doesn't like talking to the Shade-witch. But she was the first dragon in the lair to take her theories seriously, so Agnes feels like she owes her the chance to help in return, at least. "I don't know... If we're looking for hatchlings, I might scare them away." "Come on, her allies could be influenced by the Shade, you said so yourself! You're not gonna just sit here and let those kids get corrupted too!" "... Fine. For the children." [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=51437] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/515/51437_350.png[/img] [/url] "Warchief [b]Sasha[/b]! I-I didn't expect you, of all dragons!" "I [i]was[/i] going to send Cybil, but once Rem heard about your little quest she insisted I help out. Says we're dealing with an attempted clan-killer. My pack knows what to do with those." She gestures to the pack of surly looking wolves waiting patiently at her tail. Agnes gulped - she knew every single one of those grew up hunting yeti, and the smallest could easily rival a mirror. If it weren't for the whole 'stealing kids, betraying her sister and endangering the planet' thing, she might feel sorry for Thana. "Your assistance - and that of your pack - is greatly appreciated, ma'am... Are you sure you want to come with me? I don't know what we'll be facing." "You think I got all these scars playing with hatchlings? Relax, bookworm. I'm used to this." ------------------------------------------------------ The road is long, dark and treacherous - all very typical things for the Shadowbinder's homeland. Agnes is cautious, perhaps too much so, in her fear of embarrassing herself in front of Sasha. Shriek can smell a foul magic in the undergrowth - not the Shade, but still unfamiliar, one that [i]should not be[/i]. They find the hatchlings. Well, one of them. Little Voidsong is terrified, injured, [i]abandoned[/i], but alive. Shriek could follow the trail further, but Voidsong needs healing. Sasha can only do so much in the field. As much as she dislike Shriek personally, Agnes won't let her track Thana alone. Thana must have sensed them coming, leaving the hatchling who couldn't follow behind. She is strong, but not stupid. She knows challenging an angry and clearly experienced wildclaw, one surrounded by battle wolves no less, would most likely end badly. The wolves howl and snarl in frustration. "Let them," Sasha says when Agnes tries to quiet them. "Thana is nothing but prey, and now she will know it."

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"Okay Agnes, you got this. Break it down: Find Thana. Save hatchlings. Stop world from getting marginally more worse than it is now. Super simple."

A scholar not by flight but by choosing, Agnes devoted herself to every scrap of information she could find about these mysterious nocturnes. She may be a mimic herself, but that just means she can mimic Shadowsong's faith in her. All she can do is hope that she doesn't let her down.


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"Shriek, you're absolutely terrifying but the only other tundra in the lair with a nose like yours is Murmur. Please help me save the world without giving me rabies."

She, like almost everyone else, doesn't like talking to the Shade-witch. But she was the first dragon in the lair to take her theories seriously, so Agnes feels like she owes her the chance to help in return, at least.

"I don't know... If we're looking for hatchlings, I might scare them away."

"Come on, her allies could be influenced by the Shade, you said so yourself! You're not gonna just sit here and let those kids get corrupted too!"

"... Fine. For the children."


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"Warchief Sasha! I-I didn't expect you, of all dragons!"

"I was going to send Cybil, but once Rem heard about your little quest she insisted I help out. Says we're dealing with an attempted clan-killer. My pack knows what to do with those."

She gestures to the pack of surly looking wolves waiting patiently at her tail. Agnes gulped - she knew every single one of those grew up hunting yeti, and the smallest could easily rival a mirror. If it weren't for the whole 'stealing kids, betraying her sister and endangering the planet' thing, she might feel sorry for Thana.

"Your assistance - and that of your pack - is greatly appreciated, ma'am... Are you sure you want to come with me? I don't know what we'll be facing."

"You think I got all these scars playing with hatchlings? Relax, bookworm. I'm used to this."



The road is long, dark and treacherous - all very typical things for the Shadowbinder's homeland. Agnes is cautious, perhaps too much so, in her fear of embarrassing herself in front of Sasha. Shriek can smell a foul magic in the undergrowth - not the Shade, but still unfamiliar, one that should not be.

They find the hatchlings. Well, one of them. Little Voidsong is terrified, injured, abandoned, but alive. Shriek could follow the trail further, but Voidsong needs healing. Sasha can only do so much in the field. As much as she dislike Shriek personally, Agnes won't let her track Thana alone.

Thana must have sensed them coming, leaving the hatchling who couldn't follow behind. She is strong, but not stupid. She knows challenging an angry and clearly experienced wildclaw, one surrounded by battle wolves no less, would most likely end badly.

The wolves howl and snarl in frustration. "Let them," Sasha says when Agnes tries to quiet them. "Thana is nothing but prey, and now she will know it."
[img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/334617/33461654_350.png[/img] [b]Starfrost[/b] is no stranger to unknown and mysterious magics, born with blue shimmering markings on his wings, tail, head, and around his heart that seem tied to his natural talents in magic he has always been interested in magics that are somehow different or supposedly unknown. So it's no wonder he would choose such an ambitious research project and succeed in discovering the Singer magic. [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/318644/31864305_350.png[/img] Faced with a dangerous quest and the fate of Sornieth in the balance [b]Wardenson[/b] was the first dragon that Startfrost thought to ask. Most of Wardenson's knowledge is based on the Southern Icefields but he has learned a great deal about the various beasts and other creatures of the world as one of the Clan's main defenders. He is also a more than capable warrior. He has never shied from facing any threat to his clan and so when Starfrost told him what happened he immediately agreed. [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/345856/34585530_350.png[/img] Among the FrostFlower Clan it is believed that being born with Runes is a sure sign of a natural aptitude for magic and [b]Glow[/b] is no exception. Her magic is exceptionally powerful and further enhanced by her diligent study and practice. A direct descendant of the Clan founder she has studied much of history and various lore. Having worked and studied with her before Starfrost knew of her wisdom and caring nature and so decided that she would be a great asset on this quest. With their combined skills the trio would manage to track down Thana and the hatchlings. Working together they would aim to subdue her and see that she was brought back to be dealt with by the clan she betrayed while making sure the little ones were safe and sound.
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Starfrost is no stranger to unknown and mysterious magics, born with blue shimmering markings on his wings, tail, head, and around his heart that seem tied to his natural talents in magic he has always been interested in magics that are somehow different or supposedly unknown. So it's no wonder he would choose such an ambitious research project and succeed in discovering the Singer magic.

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Faced with a dangerous quest and the fate of Sornieth in the balance Wardenson was the first dragon that Startfrost thought to ask. Most of Wardenson's knowledge is based on the Southern Icefields but he has learned a great deal about the various beasts and other creatures of the world as one of the Clan's main defenders. He is also a more than capable warrior. He has never shied from facing any threat to his clan and so when Starfrost told him what happened he immediately agreed.

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Among the FrostFlower Clan it is believed that being born with Runes is a sure sign of a natural aptitude for magic and Glow is no exception. Her magic is exceptionally powerful and further enhanced by her diligent study and practice. A direct descendant of the Clan founder she has studied much of history and various lore. Having worked and studied with her before Starfrost knew of her wisdom and caring nature and so decided that she would be a great asset on this quest.

With their combined skills the trio would manage to track down Thana and the hatchlings. Working together they would aim to subdue her and see that she was brought back to be dealt with by the clan she betrayed while making sure the little ones were safe and sound.
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