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[b]Day 2[/b] [b]Username:Syceris[/b] [b]User ID:309916[/b] [b]Dragon Name:Orion[/b] [b]Dragon Picture:[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=33045982] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/330460/33045982_350.png[/img] [/url][/b] Still confused as to what is happening and frantically trying to wipe the tattoo of , Orion turns left to [b]Follow Cotriona [/b]. Pushing past carnival goers and stepping cotton candy and discarded drinks he hurries forward ...to get answers..

[center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=25652537] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/256526/25652537_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] Tempest was frustrated - the crowd kept getting in his way and he couldn't closely follow the two mysterious dragons. The PC knew that following them was preferable to the mirror on their tail, but when they split directions, he had a moment of hesitation. Try to weave through the crowd or follow the one above the masses? What if Andraste was acting as a highly visible distration so he could escape. Tempest's hestitation didn't last long - he decided to follow Cotriona and hope to catch up.

[b]Username:[/b] Saronai [b]User ID:[/b] 310639 [b]Dragon Name:[/b] Renawyn [b]Dragon Picture:[/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=33645212] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/336453/33645212_350.png[/img] [/url] Even stunned as she was, Rena's mind keeps up, used to thinking on her wings, especially when given proper motivation. Possibly exploding is absolutely, 100% proper motivation. She's not given much time to think, much less ask more specific questions, but it seems obvious to her, the way the skydancer splits off that she's playing decoy. Rena lightning-quick debates pretending to be part of that decoy, but it's too late and really, as a spiral, she's better suited to dodge-weaving through the crowds with Cotriona. [i]Besides[/i], she reasons to herself, [i]these two are used to working together, best not to mess up plan B.[/i] She keeps quiet for now and sticks close behind the pearlcatcher. [center][b]Table of Contents[/b][/center] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/1#post_34376381]Game Post 1 (X)[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/6#post_34391068]Rena's Response 1 (X)[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/7#post_34393679]Game Post 2(X)[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/10#post_34408540]Rena's Response 2 (X)[/url] (You are here) [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/11#post_34413050]Game Post 3 (X)[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/13#post_34417884]Rena's Response 3 (X)[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/16#post_34431479]Game Post 4 (X)[/url] - 2nd portion [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/20#post_34447908]Rena's Response 4 (X)[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/20#post_34449583]Game Post 5 (X)[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/21#post_34449798]Rena's Response 5 (X)[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/25#post_34468025]Game Post 6 (X)[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/28#post_34475998]Rena's Response 6 (X)[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/30#post_34486711]Game Post 7 (X)[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/35#post_34490996]Rena's Response 7 (X)[/url]

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=35460137] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/354602/35460137_350.png[/img] [/url] "Uhm, Miss? What are you-?" Blearily, Copperdings blinks up at the Skydancer who now has his arm in a firm grip. She ignores him completely in favour of the cranky looking Pearlcatcher lady who just appeared behind her. "The chances of a compatible person finding it was negligible." She looks at him. "Well, looks like you're with us for now. That is, unless you want to end up with your insides as outsides." "...Insides ... outsides?" he echoes faintly, his mind racing to catch up with what he has just heard. "They've got a few days at least, Cat, no need to scare them." The Skydancer turns back to him. "I'm Andraste and this is Cotriona, and we're-" "LEAVING:" Before she can finish speaking, the Pearlcatcher grabs him and hauls him upward, shoving him toward the back of the shop. He struggles to escape her grasp, stumbling over his own feet and still vaguely dizzy. Behind them, the doorbell chimes and he can just see a strange mirror in a mask barge into the shop. "Wait, what do you mean by tha-" But now the skydancer - Andraste - has grabbed him, too, and then they're outside, in the back alley. "What are you doing- What is going on?" "Listen the puppy back there is bad news. He's trying to get that." Andraste points at his arm, and the strange tattoo crawling down beneath his gloves. "And the last time that happened to someone, they only got it back by letting the poor guy explode. We're tracking down someone who specializes in items like that. He'll be able to help all of us." "...Explode?" That doesn't sound good. At all. He slumps, letting them lead him towards the end of the alley. "But-" There's a crash as the door behind them slams open, and now the skydancer grabs his arm again and breaks into a run. Briefly, he debates digging his heels in and demanding an explanation first, but there's the mirror behind them and he's not looking happy and also there's that bit about exploding, and- He runs. *** [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=40977689] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/409777/40977689_350.png[/img] [/url] "Cop?" Ellara pokes her head into Curious and Curios, not too keen on getting in there. "You done yet?" No answer, and no dragon anywhere in sight. Cursing under her breath, she casts a last longing glance outside and then steps inside. Carefully, she picks her way through the organized chaos until she finds a rattled looking Coatl near the back. "Oi! You see a Wildclaw 'round here? Green vest, goggles, kind of dusty lookin'? The coatl whirls around, and stares at her. He looks around furtively, then swallows visibly. "I, um, well..."

[b]Username:[/b] rubyredtan [b]User ID:[/b] 340 [b]Dragon Name:[/b] Tigris [b]Dragon Picture:[/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=6020150] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/60202/6020150_350.png[/img] [/url] Tigris is grateful that he didn't break anything in his haste to stand up. The clan funding was going towards festival wares and he didn't need to spend his allowances on something broken. His was happy with the help by Andraste and scared by the haste of Cotriona. That is why he flew towards the right path but that doesn't mean that it is the right path.

[b]Username:[/b] Stormdragon [b]User ID:[/b] 5665 [b]Dragon Name:[/b] Echo [b]Dragon Picture:[/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=19951008] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/199511/19951008_350.png[/img] [/url] [font=ocr a std]DATA LOG: JULY 23 OF 2018. THUNDERCRACK CARNIVALE. LOCATION: 'CURIOUS AND CURIOS' ANTIQUES WAREHOUSE. BEGIN TEXT. AS I STAND I REALIZE THERE ARE DRAGONS ON BOTH SIDES OF ME HELPING ME TO MY STILL UNSTEADY FEET, THE PEARLCATCHER ACTUALLY SUPPORTING SOME WEIGHT WHILE THE SKYDANCER MORE ACTED AS A GUIDE. MY HEAD IS STILL RINGING WITH ELECTRIC CRACKLING AND I FEEL AS THOUGH MY EARS HAVE BEEN STUFFED WITH COTTON. THE TWO UNFAMILIAR DRAGONS ARE TALKING BACK AND FOURTH TO EACH OTHER, AND BY THEIR GESTURES AND GRABBING OF MY SORE ARM THEY'RE TALKING ABOUT WHATEVER JUST HAPPENED TO ME. SO MUCH FOR A QUICK TRIP TO THE JUNK WAREHOUSE. THE SKYDANCER INTRODUCES THEMSELVES FINALLY AS ANDRASTE AND COTRIONA. THE PEARLCATCHER GRABS MY STILL TENDER TATTOOED ARM AND PULLS ME FORWARD, "LEAVING!" SHE EXCLAIMS AS MY BODY IS FORCED TO MOVE FORWARD TO ALLEVIATE THE PAINFUL TUGGING ON MY ARM. WITH THE NOISE FROM A SET OF WIND CHIMES I GLANCE TOWARD A DOOR FROM WHICH A MIRROR WITH A SKULL MASK, MUCH LIKE MY CLAN FOUNDER'S, HAS STROLLED THROUGH THE DOOR. THE PAIR HAVE ALREADY MOVED ME QUICKLY FROM OUR MEETING POINT THROUGH THE DOORS THAT LEAD TO THE BACK ALLEY. MY HEAD IS STILL SPINNING AND IT IS TAKING MUCH OF MY CONCENTRATION TO ACCURATELY WRITE THIS JOURNAL ENTRY. WE HAD PAUSED FOR A MOMENT AS THEY EXPLAIN SOMETHING. WITH A BANG THE BACK DOORS ARE FLUNG OPEN BY THE MIRROR, AND THE PAIR AGAIN BREAK INTO A RUN, WITH MYSELF IN TOW. THEY THEN SPLIT UP, COTRIONA EXPERTLY WEAVING HER WAY THROUGH THE CROWDS WE FOUND OURSELVES IN. ANDRASTE HAD TAKEN TO THE SKIES. I DECIDE NOW, WHILE I STILL CAN, TO TAKE OFF AND FOLLOW ANDRASTE. I AM MUCH TOO LARGE TO WEAVE THROUGH A CROWD OF BUSY DRAGONS AND I DO NOT WANT TO ACCIDENTALLY HURT ANYONE. I QUICKLY LAUNCH MYSELF INTO THE AIR WITH A GIGANTIC LEAP, ONLY KNOCKING OVER A FEW SMALLER DRAGONS WITH THE MAELSTROM OF WIND MY WINGS CAUSED. I TURN RIGHT AND FOLLOW ANDRASTE. END TEXT.[/font] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/4#post_34384372]<--- PREVIOUS ENTRY[/url] [right][url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2487827/15#post_34429789]NEXT ENTRY --->[/url][/right]

aaaaa those badges are so fun! what a wonderful idea to include the participating dragon on it! (and ditto i'm loving this event so far) [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=39927928] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/399280/39927928_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] Reynaldo was a bit flustered when two dragons suddenly came in his view and started seizing his arm. "Who are you? What do you know of this! Ah-!" He yelped as the Pearlcatcher, Cotriona apparently, shoved him toward the back of the shop. A bell chime told him the front door had been opened. Maybe that Coatl fellow was stepping out for a bit..oh. A fresh wave of fear sent Reynaldo's spine crawling, and suddenly he was more than willing to comply with his new companions. That Mirror was another stranger, but the Skydancer surely didn't want to meet him. "...explode?" Reynaldo parroted back once they were outside. His crystalline mane clinked lightly as the feathers on the back of his neck rose. "Yes, let's get to the bottom of this," he muttered, matching his stride with theirs. The busy street made it hard for Reynaldo to keep up, however. He caught a glimpse of Cotriona slipping into the crowds to his left, and found Andraste as she took to the skies. After a slight pause and the briefest of glances behind him, Reynaldo decided to [b]follow Cotriona[/b].

[b]Username:[/b] Espoir [b]User ID:[/b] 157203 [b]Dragon Name:[/b] Symphony or Sy. [b]Dragon Picture:[/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=11487603] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/114877/11487603_350.png[/img] [/url] (I'm sorry for the delayed, and shorter RP post this time around... i'm actually doing this during my break at work, haha.) [b]Day 2:[/b] '[i]Where are they?[/i]' (Will edit to flesh out RP post) '[i]There.[/i]' It took some time to make them out from the crowd, but soon Sy could see where each of the dragons were headed. She weighed the options in her mind, the different variables, the different outcomes... and chose to [b]follow Andraste[/b]. Running through a crowd had it's advantages when you were trying to be stealthy, but such was not the case this time... and being able to run freely would surely gave them an advantage against their pursuer.

[b]Username:[/b] Gravebloom [b]User ID:[/b] 332331 [b]Dragon Name:[/b] Freyja [b]Dragon Picture:[/b] [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=39486788] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/394868/39486788_350.png[/img] [/url] - - - Freyja stumbled into the shop, narrowly avoiding bumping into...everything. [i]There's stuff everywhere![/i] Seriously, [i]everywhere[/i]. [i]Ohhh I knew I shouldn't have slept in, uuuhhhh I'm so late...Where is it? I just need one blasted thing, why did it have to be from [/i]here[i]?[/i] The Coatl was strangely absent, and Freyja sighed in relief...which turned out to be premature, as he turned the corner holding...something. As he uncovered it, Freyja gasped, it was [i]gorgeous[/i]! She had to have it. Though usually overly respectful of others' personal space, Freyja just couldn't help but touch the armband. She instantly regretted it as she felt it move, becoming a part of her. That was the last thing she remembered. She came to in a room with another Skydancer and a Pearlcatcher. They discussed between themselves what they were going to do, occasionally speaking to Freyja, though her head was ringing so loud she couldn't make out what they were saying. She stood up with a jolt, remembering how late she was. She stumbles and nearly falls into the two dragons, then suddenly they grab Freyja and haul her out, running ahead. Seeing as the Skydancer had taken to flying and Freyja's head was still pounding, she opted to [b]follow the Pearlcatcher (Cotriona) off to the left[/b]. [/center]

Hope it's okay that I missed a day or two! Would love to be added to the pinglist for this. [b]Username:[/b] Lonefox [b]User ID:[/b] 333292 [b]Dragon Name:[/b] Eglantine [b]Dragon Picture:[/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=41719241] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/417193/41719241_350.png[/img] [/url] Eglantine really should have known better than to touch the magical artifact. She'd grown up in Lightning territory, of course, where innovation was all around her, but she'd been warned against touching objects that might have magic of unknown origin in them ever since she was a hatchling. Why she had decided not to heed that advice in this particular moment, she didn't rightfully know. Thirst for knowledge, perhaps, or simple curiosity. Either way, the vertigo she was left with afterwards was enough to leave her lying there for several moments, though at the sound of Eugene's voice she was quick to [b]attempt to stand[/b], wobbling dangerously but by some miracle managing to keep her balance as she tried to survey the potential damage that she'd managed to do. She'd never forgive herself if she'd managed to destroy another dragon's source of livelihood just because her curious nature had gotten her into trouble- [i]Pay[/i] for the blasted thing? He [i]had[/i] to be joking. "Judging by what it's done to my insides, I'm not sure I want the accursed thing anywhere near my living quarters," Eglantine said wryly, barely bothering to pay attention to whoever was steadying her as she glanced at the new symbol that had apparently etched itself onto her arm. That would have been worrying enough, were it not for the Pearlcatcher's words about her insides becoming outsides- did that mean that the effects of whatever had just hit her could be fatal if left unchecked? Sweet Stormcatcher, she'd only wanted a nice, relaxing day spent browsing the stands at the market, not whatever this entire catastrophe was shaping up to be. How had she managed to get herself into this kind of situation, when she was normally so cautious about dealing with anything that could have adverse side effects should it be tampered with too carelessly? How [i]could[/i] she have allowed her attention to slip so badly as to lead to such dire consequences? Eglantine wasn't able to dwell on such thoughts for long- a door slammed open behind them, with a rather unfriendly looking Mirror prowling through it, and she barely had enough time to stifle her yelp of surprise before they were taking off running. Sandwiched in between the two, the Skydancer could barely pay attention to whatever was being said, grateful at least that [i]someone[/i] was trying to explain what was happening to her but not being able to catch a breath long enough to express it. She hadn't run this far or this fast in what felt like eons, and it showed in the gasping heaves of breath that she took as they neared the intersection (or perhaps it was the effects of whatever they had been talking about already kicking in), stopping for a moment in an attempt to recover- only to grumble as her helpers took off in completely different directions, leaving her to frantically look from one alley to the other in an attempt to find out just who to follow. Not that it was much of a choice in her mind- one of the duo had been decidedly friendlier and more willing to explain than the other, and in any case the path over the crowds was bound to get her where she wanted to go much faster than what Cotriona had in mind. Sighing heavily and yanking the more trailing parts of her outfit out of the way of some curious hatchlings, Eglantine started down the path [b]after Andraste[/b], hoping that she could at least catch up to the Skydancer in time to get more information out of her.