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@Lundlaeva sorry, I think I forgot to fill in day four's form. I did it now though. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=35978530] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/359786/35978530_350.png[/img] [/url] [i]Abeona watches with some confusion as the bear walks randomly around, yet seemingly with some kind of purpose. It's the best thing she's got right now, though, and with that thing prowling around, there was no way she was wandering on her own. Although, there WAS that circle of bears by the meteor... The trees suddenly give way to a clearing, and a destroyed settlement. Judging by the feathers and architecture, this was a Talonok village. Abeona doesn't feel distraught by the unknown fate of the residents, but more the overwhelming power if whatever

@ClockworkEclipse You actually put down 'Follow the Dark Path' on your Google Form for Day Five.

@ExistentialAlex Yes, I think you did, but no worries - I'm glad you remembered to come back! Your Day Five is here. :)

[url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2281629/27#post_29649135][img]http://flightrising.com/images/layout/dominanceduex/button_bronze_glow.png[/img][/url] [size=2]link to part 1[/size] [img]https://s20.postimg.org/dtqg4yfkd/urban_legends_divider.png[/img] [center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PTa8vGhBobk&ab_channel=VermilionBoulderIndividual]BGM Spoilers for the game "Transistor"[/url] - - - [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SBdhxJTehdo&ab_channel=BrawlBRSTMs3X]So have a second choice just incase that's as similar of a tone as i can find.[/url] - - - [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jb8E8NQCErg&ab_channel=EluTran]that or this one i littaraly cant pick[/url] - - - [s]but no really just go with the first one i love transistor[/s] [/center] Torbin the blue snapper continued to trot behind the Starbear, her mind calmed after saying her prayer. She kept a slower paceattimes as she looked around, her pathfinder skills that she honed, her snapper memory, and the general aura of curiosity making her "download" the wondering twisting path It was taking through the woods. In her head she was filling out a map of the place, even if it was only a drop in the bucket in the great world map. Still wile walking along, she found time to ponder to herself as she let the bear's glow guide her for it definitely saw - or perhaps sensed - something off between the trees. [columns](You know…now that I think about it……maybe I was all wrong before about all this……….)[nextcol][img]https://i.imgur.com/Gn5WLLl.png[/img][/columns] [columns](If i came into the forest because I thought Exil would follow me to the Observatory……but then changed on that choice because I thoughthe'd follow me there…the that means he'd not go to the observatory and rather try to track me……[nextcol][img]https://i.imgur.com/0NLKSV4.png[/img][/columns] [columns]([size=6]OH TIDE HE'S BEING MALLED RIGHT NOW BY THAT THING ISN'T HE?[/size][nextcol][img]https://i.imgur.com/J26CCiS.png[/img][/columns] [columns](Ehh…he'd be fine…right? yeah, I prayed for him, he'd be fine, LIttle Saeiqa will see his dad again. . . .……Leaving that kid alone for a few seconds wasn't a bad thing right?…I mean it was but he did take the first chance he could to run away from me.)[nextcol][img]https://i.imgur.com/Gn5WLLl.png[/img][/columns] [columns]( Exil' worries about that hatchling way too much. Evers sinceI gave him that cleaver i pryed off of that cleaver off of that Stone Borer for him, the kids gotten so much more confidence and has been heading out. Hasn't been swinging it, Gods' bless knock on wood *stomp stomp*, but his little familiar has been holding it for him.…I'm glad Exil talked me into keeping that ol' Bait alive. He makes goodwood and that wood let Exil make Mr puppet for his little shrimpy. All works well honestly!…I wonder if I can bring Bait here and steal like an acreworth of trees here. They look pretty enough for a good T or G or 2 you know? [nextcol] [img]https://i.imgur.com/XhGx01O.png[/img] [/columns] [columns](No wait better Idea, we don't even deal with Bait' because he sucks and I hate him, I find Excalibur, convince him not to beat me up, i lead him back to the clan that was murdered, and take everything that's not nailed down! I mean they're all dead so we might as well take their stuff right?)[nextcol][img]https://i.imgur.com/zBPliYf.png[/img][/columns] The bear wanders this way and that as it leads through the Starwood Strand, passing by crops of gently glowing mushrooms and waving heads of manaweed, all lit up by the glow of the trees. It stops occasionally, it raises its head and sniffs, then changes course slightly and sets off again. She stick close to it. Eventually, the path opens in front of her to yet another scene of destruction. The clearing is filled with low huts, their lower walls still mostly intact but the upper storeys smashed by the creature’s flailing limbs. The ground is scattered with a multitude of feathers in various muted shades of blue, black and brown. This is a Talonok settlement - or at least, it was before the creature passed this way. Luckily for beastclan, they must have fled when the creature came and well before the great Torbin turned her ugly head…least that's how she interoperates it anyway. She let out an overconfident smirk as the Starbear drifted into the town looking around ahead of her. She let out a scoff and gave a crooked smirk looking over the carnage. [columns] HEh! Least that beast is good for something! (We can hit this town too on the way back to the other clan!) [nextcol][img]https://i.imgur.com/r3cl7Ap.png[/img][/columns] The smugness went away as she trotted along seeing if there was anything of worth in the area. Though there is no sign of any Coven or Raptorik still in their ruined village, they obviously didn’t leave without putting up a fight. There are tiny spears and scythes littering the ground alongside the feathers, and you can from the marks on the ground that the creature only made it so far into the village before it turned aside and headed off in another direction. She looked at the tracks in disgust. [columns] (What the Shade! You're telling me a bunch of birdies where able to beat up that thing! I know Raptorik feathers when I see em' anyone worth their treasure is, and they can't do lick! They hardly scratch me! I ran away from nothing! I could have been a hero and kicked that thing's butt but no odds are Exil gets all the credit and kicking that thing's butt knowing my luck. Odds are that whole clan is still alive too to keep this whole trip just clean and PG' friendly so that plan's blown out of the water. I got nothing out of this now outside of a panic attack, traumatic flashbacks, and my best friend trying to hunt me down and beat me up, and no way for me to bribe his greedy oily tail out of it now too. This sucks!) [nextcol][img]https://i.imgur.com/rkzgXDo.png[/img][/columns] Her attention was distracted however seeing the bear was leaning over one of these strange pools on the ground. There are several pools of glowing pink liquid splashed across the ground. She trotted over and looked into the waters with him, however due to get some anger out each step she left on the impressionable ground left big big old foot marks [img]https://s20.postimg.org/dtqg4yfkd/urban_legends_divider.png[/img] [right] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2281629/37#post_29683136][img]http://flightrising.com/images/layout/dominanceduex/button_silver.png[/img] [size=2]link to next part[/url]

[center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=26021830] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/260219/26021830_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] [b]A sigh escapes the drake as he runs a hand across his worn features, those two most viable options (short of turning tail and abandoning this "quest") churning within his mind. He could simply go out and examine the meteor, perhaps bag a few samples for some later testing, but... How long would it be until this creature found an unwary clan to tear through? Or until an extermination team was dispatched to "neutralize the threat"? If these notes could be trusted, then there may be some hope of all this ending with minimum bloodshed. And surely it must have calmed some by this point...[/b]

[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/7AGqN22.png[/img] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=14488243][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/144883/14488243p.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=14023077][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/140231/14023077p.png[/img][/url][/center] The first Scholar Mew had spotted slipped around the corner and seemingly disappeared into some impossible physics of the interior's dimensions. This left the Coatl to halt for a few moments and blink in amusement. “[i]The next one then![/i]” Merrilyn packed up her things and lingered, looking down all the directions she thought someone might approach the front desk in case a librarian had gone out for a lunch break. She didn’t see anything that suggested the desk would be attended any time soon and fluttered after her two companions. Sure enough, a helpful Scholar was found. Once they had found what they sought, the two dragons thanked him for the assistance and set to their research. “[i]Right. Looks like it’s time for us to go help.[/i]” Mew clapped the book he had been looking at (the written word was something his family and neighbours had shared) shut and returned it to the shelf. “[i]Huh? I thought we were going to tell someone, the wardens maybe, what we’d learnt next?[/i]” “[i]We can do that too if we’re asked to, but, we’re pretty much some of the most well-informed dragons on what’s going on.[/i]” “[i]Well, I guess that some other travellers might run into trouble otherwise, and..[/i]” Merrilyn silently gulped, “[i]…if the wardens are still dealing with it when it’s time to head home, everyone has to worry about it.[/i]” Mew nodded and put on a brave smile. “[i]Exactly. Melreyna would want us to do what we could to help.[/i]” “[i]So…[/i]” Lode snorted during the prolonged moment of awkwardness, “[i]…are we going to look for it?[/i]” “[i]Umm…[/i]” Mew’s drive to act dropped. “[i]Maybe…you can try befriend it, Mew?[/i]” The Nocturne tentatively suggested. “[i]Lots of folks like you, and you seem to get along with them pretty easily…language barrier or not.[/i]” The Coatl scrunched up his face and closed his eyes. Merrilyn did make a fair point that any attempt like that would require communication without a shared language. “[i]I was thinking we could help it with its comet first?[/i]” “[i]I wouldn’t try fixing a dragonmade ship without someone who knew about them telling me what to do. Are you sure you want to try fix something even stranger?[/i]” “[i]It’s pretty easy to see, so the wardens are probably already there and can help. I’m less sure about how easy it will be to find the pilot.[/i]” “[i]Someone has to find them and lead them back to their ship sometime.[/i]” Merrilyn stepped near Mew and smiled reassuringly. Mew let out a breath. “[i]I guess it’s that it did a really good job of making it clear it wanted to be left alone before. It’s…scary.[/i]” He met Merrilyn’s eyes, “[i]but you’re right. If we want to make sure no one gets hurt, we need to try calm the visitor and get them to return to their ship.[/i]” “[i]Maybe they’ll be less scary now we know they’re frightened too.[/i]” “[i]Let’s believe that. But so you’re less surprised when we have a proper meeting, they are really big. Bigger-than-an-Imperial big.[/i]” The Nocturne felt her body temperature drop and the Coatl gave her a hug. “[i]We’ll both be there and we can bring them presents. Presents help make a good first impression.[/i]” Mew picked up the one book that had yet to be put away, “[i]maybe we can borrow this book to show them.[/i] Lode gave a rumble, and the Coatl turned to replace the book on the shelf. “[i]Okay then.[/i]” Lode rose to their feet and padded to the duo. “[i]What might be a good present then?[/i]” Merrilyn asked. “[i]We can see if anyone has spare spaceship parts.[/i]” “[i]Maybe we can pick up some treats at the festival before leaving.[/i]” “[i]Good idea![/i]” After an encounter with one visibly paranoid individual, they found someone willing to listen to their request. “Someone crashed their spaceship and we’re looking for presents to help them relax.” Merrilyn relayed in common draconian. “I can imagine a crash would be a stressful experience!” the Observatory denizen shook her head in amusement at the request. “I don’t know if I have anything that will help, but I can bring you some carryable bits and pieces.” On reaching the vendors the two realised that the visitor’s sense of taste was just as unknown as their language, so they decided to pack a myriad of flavours and textures. Practically a sprinkling of each sort. When the two had decided they had prepared as much as they could without sacrificing excess time, they set off back towards the Starwood where it began. As the glow of the meteor came into view, a reliable reference point for beginning their search, Mew realised something. “[i]I wonder what music of the stars the visitor knows?[/i]”

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=31015705] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/310158/31015705_350.png[/img] [/url] Vritra's quite relieved that the clan seems to be all right. It's a tremendous weight off his shoulders, and he feels considerably more at ease even as he tracks the creature through the Star Wood. The site of the ruined village gives him pause, though. He listens carefully, but can't detect any signs of life. [i]"Perhaps they've all managed to flee,"[/i] he thinks -- hopefully. He lumbers over to the glowing puddles. He's almost tempted to lick them, but he's not quite that insane. He looks around for a stick or something with which to poke them instead.

[center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=6843858][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/68439/6843858_350.png[/img][/url][/center] DAY FIVE "Well, no, it's not something that has ever landed in the Ashfall Wastes that I know of," the Skydancer explained his ignorance of the strange creatures called Comet Riders. He watched Palmer gear up for the coming meeting with the extraterrestrial, listening all the while to the Ridgeback explain more about them. The feathers around his face stood up on end the more he learned; there was nothing at all attractive about these things, it seemed. Leander shifted his weight from one claw to the other uneasily, not entirely certain what he had volunteered himself for at this point. Palmer's wing was heavy, nearly knocking Leander clean off his feet. He caught himself, and put forth his best effort to shrug the Ridgeback off of him. It didn't work one inch, and he was certain that Palmer had even noticed his effort. "Civic-minded, yes. It sounds like these creatures are a threat to all dragonkind, especially if they get whatever it is they are after from the Observatory," Leander pointed out. Dutifully, he followed Cherrypop and Palmer out of the underbelly of the Wardens' tunnels and to the platform that overlooked the Focal Point. The crowds below were a good reminder to him that not all of Arcane seemed as prepared as these two to handle something like the Comet Riders. Those dragonkin below were the reason he was here right now, after all. He leapt from the platform, catching a thermal and soaring his way up well above the Focal Point. At a greater height, it would be easier to spot the place where the crater was, especially if it was still glowing. The strange, bright pink light still pulsed in the distance. It would be quite easy to track the creature from the meteor directly, but he was almost positive he remembered which way it was heading. "The meteor itself is there," he pointed with one claw, "But the creature was moving away from it when I fled the area. As large as it was, we should be able to track it from the air," he guessed. It seemed significantly more important to find the creature and not the meteor, so he was willing to take the risk at this point in the evening. There was no telling what the thing could have gotten up to by now.

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=33546460] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/335465/33546460_350.png[/img] [/url] Kirik flew towards the Starwood strand, cape ruffling in the slight breeze and the Starbear flying right along side him. He was honestly surprised that he wasn't as afraid of bear anymore, though considering that it has helped him so many times, he felt that he could trust it. His thoughts moved towards the more important task at hand: the details of the book and the truth about the creature. [i]'The Comet Rider,'[/i]His mind supplied. He supposed it was a surprisingly elegant name for such a unique creature. Though, despite the major scare it gave him and the danger it expresses, Kirik felt pity for the Rider. To be stranded in an unknown land with strange beings treating it with fear and aggression, it had a right to be frightened. Shadowbinder knows that Kirik would be terrified if the same happened to him. Then again, he could say that it already has with how crazy his supposedly small trip has become. Perhaps he could reason with the creature. After all, while the book said it was almost impossible to befriend it, it was still possible. However that involved finding the creature, which had the magician at a small dilemma. If he went to find the creature, there was a possibility that he could find it, but that might also end up with him getting lost and at the forest's mercy, even with the Starbear as a guide. Returning to the meteor also had it's dangers: if he got to close to meteor, the comet rider might get defensive and attack. The meteor was the only thing it had left, after all. After a long battle with his thoughts, Kirik made his decision. He changed his course towards the familiar pink light that he knew would lead him to the meteor, and possibly the creature.