Quests & Challenges

[columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=15039999] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/150400/15039999_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][u][b]Fireclaw - The Victor on Fire[/b][/u] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Bi7rn0J.png[/img] [u][b]You are reading... Day 7 - Alpine Skiing - Slalom Next entry... [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/31#post_37541813]Day 7 - Ski Jumping[/url] Previous days... [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/4#post_37445744]Day 1 - Intro + Curling[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/8#post_37459832]Day 2 - Speed Skating[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/13#post_37477689]Day 3 - Luge (Sledding)[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/21#post_37508295]Day 5 - Ice Hockey[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/25#post_37524102]Day 6 - Cross-Country Skiing[/url][/columns] [center]It was the last day of the Winter Games, and Fireclaw has set out to compete in every single event this year. Now he just had events two left, and he was incredibly excited! He also had the last Cats' Choice Award challenge left, and he and Unknown had agreed that Unknown would keep an eye on the cats and see if he could gather more info on why The [u][b]Icewarden[/b][/u] seemed to have a Shade-touched cat walking around one of the many dungeons in The Fortress of Ends. Glacynea and Clarity weren't busy this morning, so they decided to follow Fireclaw an cheer him on during his last the events. There truly is nothing better than having your friends by your side, so Fireclaw felt confident that even if he were to perform poorly due to the fact that he clearly had overworked himself this week, he wouldn't mind to lose, 'cause his friends would always focus on his achievements rather than his failures. It was time for Fireclaw to compete in the Slalom event, a fast descent through the slope awaited him and he would try his very best to not miss a single gate. Once finished, he took a short break to re-energize himself and chit-chat with his friends before tackling the very last event, one of his favourites, and also the second one in which he was crowned the 1st place winner last year, Ski Jumping![/center]

[columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=15039999] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/150400/15039999_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][u][b]Fireclaw - The Victor on Fire[/b][/u] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Bi7rn0J.png[/img] [u][b]You are reading... Day 7 - Ski Jumping Next Post... [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/35#post_37713611]Medal Ceremony[/url] Previous days... [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/4#post_37445744]Day 1 - Intro + Curling[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/8#post_37459832]Day 2 - Speed Skating[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/13#post_37477689]Day 3 - Luge (Sledding)[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/21#post_37508295]Day 5 - Ice Hockey[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/25#post_37524102]Day 6 - Cross-Country Skiing[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/31#post_37541809]Day 7 - Alpine Skiing - Slalom[/url][/columns] [center]Finally the time had come, and he was ready to glide through the skies on his skis and attempt to bring home another medal. He was filled with adrenaline while descending down the ramp, and once in the air the icy winds made him feel more alive than ever! The landing was a bit rough, and he could feel a faint pain in his bad leg, but that was nothing to worry about since Clarity was ready to heal him with her magic right way. Now, the only thing he could was wait until the final scores arrived, and in the meantime [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2611305/73#post_37556279]go over to the cats[/url] and see what they were up to.[/center]

[center][url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/6#post_37451935]Day 1[/url] | [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/9#post_37462107]Day 2[/url] | [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/14#post_37481077]Day 3[/url] | [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/17#post_37491433]Day 4[/url] | [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/20#post_37506934]Day 5[/url] | [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/26#post_37526849]Day 6[/url] | [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/30#post_37541799]Day 7[/url] | [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2596028/31#post_37541901]*BONUS*[/url][/center] ----- [center][size=5][b][u]Speed Skating[/u][/b][/size] (*BONUS*) ----- [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=48036488] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/480365/48036488_350.png[/img] [/url] [size=4][u][i]Lorien[/i][/u][/center] Due to being new to the clan and still quite an outsider, Lorien jumped at the chance for a small trip home to compete in the Winter Games. She loved the labyrinth where she now called home, and all, but sometimes she longed for the bone-chillingly cold land of the [b]Icewarden[/b] that she once called home. She remembered skating as a young hatchling with all her friends, and so she signed up to represent her new clan in the Speed Skating event. At practices, she felt so happy while skating along - almost like she could feel her old friends there beside her. [center]- - -[/center] When she arrived at the location where the event was to be held, she heard her name called. She whipped around, not knowing who to expect - but there they were, all her old friends. They hugged, and laughed, and talked until the sun went down. Lorien hadn't felt this happy in ages. As the day came around, Lorien found herself standing at the starting line. Seeing her old friends had truly given her the confidence she needed to do her best. As the race started, she could hear them all cheering for her, which just made her feel that much faster!

Although Zodonyarith still thought [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=242017&tab=dragon&did=25085150]WindSky’s Bar[/url] was better, he had to admit this pub they’d found, a bit off the beaten track, had a lot to offer. He’d especially enjoyed a hot drink oddly called “glue vine”: red and spicy, a little fruity, with a pleasant kick. Apparently the others did too, as the volume in the room had been steadily climbing, with increasingly raucous laughter. Tutroith was uncharacteristically arguing with Glacierth over whose speed was more impressive. Ephemerath and Cloudsofth were holding hands. Bolesonth was snatching head gear from anyone wearing any and trying it on his own head, and …. HEY THAT’S MY HAT!! WHY IS [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=242017&did=33606075]BLACKDEATH[/url] WEARING MY HAT??! Before he could follow up on that question, there was a commotion as a handful of dragons suddenly started grabbing their gear. “What now?” “[b]Curling[/b]!” was the slightly slurred reply, “We didn’t do Curling! We need to do Curling! We. Are. Going. to do Curling!” Dony looked at the smaller dragons in astonishment. None of them had ever practiced it! They didn’t know a thing about the sport! Not to mention every single one was squiffy from the alcohol they’d consumed… His own logic centers were also slightly frizzled so he knew he’d never talk them out of it. So, “Whose brilliant idea is this?” he asked. They pointed to the Spiral who had tended goal during the hockey match. [b]Chillfroth[/b] grinned at him maniacally, “I’m an [u]expert[/u] at curling!” That was going to be an interesting game. [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=24781311] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/247814/24781311_350.png[/img] [/url][/center]

ski jumping [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=27304877] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/273049/27304877_350.png[/img] [/url] as a fire dragon, Chu was having a rough week in the Icewarden's frosty domain. she'd spent most of the trip curled up next to a fire sampling the many teas that are inevitably available near this many cats, but on the final day she knew it was her time to shine. between her natural noodly aerodynamics and bubbly personality, a sport that involved launching herself into the air at high speeds sounded perfect. she strapped on her skis, began her descent down the ramp, and flew off the end with a sustained howl of both joy and panic...

speed skating [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=42158546] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/421586/42158546_350.png[/img] [/url] the clan was determined to enter every event at the winter games, because regardless of your athletic ability, you lose 100% of competitions you don't enter. having proven her ability to skate earlier in the week, Khupira was persuaded to boot up again for the final event. "the icewarden had better appreciate my consenting to wear this deeply unfashionable outfit" she grumbled to herself as she zipped up the uniform that was, to her eye, little better than a morph suit. ----- thanks to the organizers for running this event!

[center][emoji=paintbrush][b]Figure Skating[/b][emoji=paintbrush] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=20752803][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/207529/20752803_350.png[/img][/url] Jinju had to keep remembering to take breaths. If he missed each strategic moment to inhale, just after landing a leap or in the middle of a spin, he might pass out from exertion. Flying across the rink without flapping a wing. Spinning on one talon for a full 15 seconds. Doing a graceful flip backwards, hoping that his tail doesn't drop against the ice at the wrong second and throw him off even a centimeter. These were all things he had to worry about while in the middle of the action. His head was buzzing and his chest was heaving, but everything was so quiet as well. He almost felt he wasn't even there. Maybe he wasn't even moving. Maybe the spirit of the Icewarden had possessed his feet to move on their own, to glide like this across the ice while he watched, worrying without really being present. The music slowed and he settled in his last position; reaching towards the sky with one arm lightly gripping the other with his wings draped backwards and his tail in a gentle s shape behind him. Silence. He could hear nothing but his own heart hammering away. He was suddenly back to reality again as he saw the judges move to begin whispering among themselves. Oh, why did he do this, why did Atka convince him to-- Oh. There she was, in the audience, a light smile of approval on her face. That was a rare gesture for her. Jinju suddenly felt too warm compared to his icy surroundings. Even if he hadn't done well, at least he had one fan. And that's all he needed. ----- [emoji=cloud][b]Curling[/b][emoji=cloud] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=20752498][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/207525/20752498_350.png[/img][/url] Smilax stopped to inspect the round polished chunk of granite. He murmured to himself for a few seconds, before straightening up and addressing his team. "Arright, kids, i have no idea how to do this." He beamed around at the disbelieving faces of his teammates. "I have no clue! This is a nice rock, though." Atka called out, "Well, if you didn't know how to play in the first place, why did you enter as a team captain???" Smilax smiled. "I dunno. It looked fun. Just watch it slide across the ice." He gave it a tap with his toe, and it glided a few yards. "Just look at the little guy go." He turned back to his friends. "Who wants to name it?" Sedge piped up. "Let's name it Seed." Zostera squinted. "But it's a rock, not a seed." "Great name, champ!" Smilax shouted. Sedge gave him a thumbs up. Smilax scooted himself over to a nearby staff member and whispered, "Can we keep it? Please? We named it already and everything. I've grown a bond with it. It's like a close friend to me. Can it be our new clanmate? Please?" Atka sighed and picked her way to the center of the small crowd. "I'm gonna be the new leader, and we're gonna curl so hard that Seed the rock won't know what pushed it." ----- [emoji=treefrog][b]Ski jumping[/b][emoji=treefrog] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=20752499] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/207525/20752499_350.png[/img] [/url] "I'm almost ready, where's my skis?" Smilax trotted in. "They're right here!" He stuck both paws out, grinning. Coleus gratefully accepted. "Are you sure you're ready?" Osprey asked. "You're not forgetting anything important, right?" Coleus tapped their claw on their nose. "I'm already wearing goggles so that's good. I've got my skis! I'm almost done with my hot chocolate." They swished the last bit in their mug and swigged it. "Now I'm done." Osprey sat down. "Are you gonna yell "whee" the whole time?" "Yeah, 'course I'm gonna yell "whee" the whole time. It makes everything better." Smilax gave coleus a warm hug. "You're gonna do great!" He said into her ear as he squeezed. She giggled. "It's gonna be good!" She murmured into his cheek, which was now squished against hers. "If I win something we can split it! If I don't we can sit and eat some snow! We can have fun either way." "I think the snow sounds like a lotta fun," said Smilax. "Me too," said Coleus, "And that's why I'm gonna go slide down it! Wish me luck." A minute later, they started down the slope, and a single, loud, drawn out "whee" could be heard for miles. [/center]

[b]Ski Jumping[/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=21902911] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/219030/21902911_350.png[/img] [/url] Gwynedd adjusted his goggles while he waited for the signal to step out and down the giant slide...no, they called it a ski jump. All he had to do was control his fall after reaching the end of the jump. He hoped his frills were completely still; he really did not want to give away his anxiety over this jump. How could it be any more difficult than kayaking the Gladeveins? Besides, he would have a wonderful tale to regale the clan with. And his brother, Selyf, would be incredibly jealous. Ah! There was the signal! Gwynedd began his descent...

[center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=28734561] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/287346/28734561_350.png[/img] [/url] [b]Alpine Skiing - Slalom[/b] ~*~*~ Yelena readjusts her grip as she all but flies through a set of poles, her heart nearly drowning out the hoots and cheers from the distant crowd. She twists, just making it through another set, and digs her sticks into the fresh snow to regain a little speed. The even white of the course is nearly blinding beneath the afternoon sun, only disturbed by both a final "gate" and the steadily approaching finish line. She huffs and squints through her goggles. So close! [/center]

[center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=29150789] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/291508/29150789_350.png[/img] [/url] [b]Cross-Country Skiing[/b] ~*~*~ Nikolai felt that distinct tension of claustrophobia tighten in his chest as the towering pines seemed to close in. The little flickers of sunlight that wormed their way through offered no warmth to his chilled hide, and only barely lead him through the gloom. But despite the unease, Nikolai also felt a familiar bubble of excitement rise up to the forefront. He'd never grow tired of the Icefield's beauty. [/center]