Geoff

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One month before Ice vs Water...

front of him, blinding his vision like spotlights. The dragon roared, and in a fit of anger, beat his wings. The vase on the counter flew off its perch and shattered on the wall, the crash sending bits of brown clay all across the floor.



covering the floor like a blanket. Her crystal teal skin reflected the moonlight, casting a soft green glow that illuminated their sleeping quarters.



to other dragons.



gracefully through the clouds, her feathery friends following closely behind.

hover. She was dressed in her usual clothing, a Sorcerer’s Cloak, hat, and drapes coupled with Sky Blue silks.





Unlike the ridgeback, who spends around 3 hours each day trying to think of something cool to say.”



Icefield. Ice vs Water. I don’t know if you noticed this or not, but Scourge very determined. Along with other dragons of his element. Even Stormtalon’s training overtime with the new recruits. And it’s one month away! It seems like Water stands no chance!”


been training with Sirene and Vivane?”

other hand is busy practicing her water magic. I don’t think she knows that she isn’t going to be on the front lines.”

be sent to the Tidelord to assist him and manage his armies. I would recommend reading ancient texts, possibly scrolls outlining war strategies.”



dragon fighting for neither side, I would prefer to see a fair fight.”


given the opportunity.”



Sometimes, Geoff could make out shapes traveling far out into the distance.




together isn’t hard.”


when she wakes up?”

was able to do what she wanted to do almost all the time. She can’t understand the hardships of war.”



keep it within you. I’ve had my fair share of hardships.”

You’ve been living the high life with everyone listening to your orders. What you endured would most likely be pale compared to what I’ve been through.”

wilderness. Spent my early days as a wanderer, with having only my Zalis as company. And you have something worse? Be my guest.”


leaders now, but we have had our fair shares of troubles. Stormtalon and Fireheart were the only survivors in their past clan. The Stormcatcher cursed Snowshield with insanity. Deathseed and Venomstrike lived their life in solitude, one a nature shaman and the other a witch. Watch your words, Geoff. Don’t judge us by what we are now. We all have stories too.”

chasing her, leaving Geoff hovering alone in the night sky. He hissed and took off in the other direction.



Battle of the First Four...


They had been holding out against the wind, earth, and fire alike. The Battle of the First Four, as others called it.

had recently been taken from the Earthshaker by their forces. The watchtower stood tall and proud. From the vantage point, he was able to survey their surroundings from a mile away. To the left, dragons clashed in the skies. Bolts of water and wind rained in all directions. Occasionally a dragon would get hit, and would plummet to the ground below.

dominance will be ours.”


together and shot a swirling blue orb into the sky. The Water dragons saw the signal and hurried back to base. The Wind dragons, outnumbered and defeated, turned around and fled.





the back. Mirrors and faes in front.”


with an open roof. There, a yellow fellow coatl with wind eyes waited for him, wearing full battlescale. Next to her was a scrawny shadow-eyed nocturne, with a messenger’s pouch on his waist. The nocturne pulled out a scroll, and laid it out next to the map in the middle of the room.

territories to hold out against the Flamecaller.”

Tangled Wood met up with the Sea of a Thousand Currents.

closest location that they can safely get to if they go on the offensive.”


against wind and fire on the border.”

Water did have crucial locations that could secure victory, such as bases along the west edge of Dragonhome and a large fortress on the north of The Windswept Plateau.

fortified base Water has on the north. Giving up this location would be insane.”


out fine.”


them on once they show their faces.”

again. With Drown, we will slow them down. And Earth dragons are already slow enough. Just enough time to stall out the victory.”


positions. All our physical attackers to the bottom, all mages to the top.”


helmet down and ruffled her copper plumage.


to the south. They will hold, I’m sure of it. We will be victorious.”




positions, waiting anxiously for action. The coatl growled in frustration.

successfully take control of this fortress for 2 days, and held it with an iron fist.

forth, quickly perking up to even the slightest of noises. Some of the snappers began to doze off under the night sky. Geoff spotted 3 spirals tying themselves into knots, dropping their weapons and groaning in boredom.


fellow ridgeback next to him.




casters lazily leaned on the walls. A tundra slept on top of a hill.




down to the war room.

not bother waiting anymore, and possibly fly off to other squadrons.”

preventing the wind from blowing it off the table.





That, or they’re all attacking the front. Judging from the lack of magical signals, I would say we’re holding them off pretty well.”

quickly, and calls for backup were no exception. If they needed trouble, they would have known already.


A small shape darted around the stone tower. Geoff could see wisps of smoke floating up into the air.



position. His claws extended and glowed with blinding blue light. Water particles started to swirl around his arms. Blue wisps spread out from the corners of his eyes.


small attacker.

body were draped in golden silk, bellowing backwards as she launched bolt after bolt. Her eyes glowed a fiery orange.

trained. A level 7, perhaps? Nevertheless, this will be easy to deal with.

claws barely scraped her wings, tearing one of the golden silks off. The meter long dragon broke off into a slight dash, shooting bolts of flame underneath her, lighting up the entire fortress. Geoff followed closely behind, not giving up the chase.

bellowed past his wings, giving him extra speed and momentum.


get out of the way. The coatl slammed onto the ground and quickly got back up.

fae invested time into increasing her agility? But that was almost unheard of…


swarmed her body, darting around her like flies. If she got too many Meditates off she could pull out more things in her arsenal. Geoff charged forward with another burst of speed. He could not let that happen.

he soon caught up again. He watched her wing has he readied his strike, his claw glowing blue as drops of water swirled and gathered around it.

twisted towards the left. Right as she did, he followed through with a left backhand and slammed her towards the wall.

Trembling, the fae slowly pushed herself back up. Geoff slowly descended, his claws surrounded in rushing water.


crimson stream leaked out of the side of her mouth.

determination.”



with a blinding light. Geoff lunged forward, but right as he did she twisted in the air, shooting a white bolt of energy right at him. The blast launched him backwards, enveloping his entire body. The wall behind him shuddered and cracked.


smoke swirled around him, draining his strength. Geoff looked up, trying to see if the fae was still there.

All of her cuts had miraculously healed. It seemed like she just arrived, completely fresh from a barracks, not a scratch in sight.



brought it down with all his strength. The fae shot up and flew right past him. An explosion filled the air, filling the air with smoke.

him. Geoff turned and looked through the dust.



Geoff roared in pain, but couldn’t do anything to stop her.



But he could do nothing.

into burning blue liquid. He screamed, but it was not the cry of a warlord. It was the cry of a helpless coatl.


barely. His once beautiful plumage had been reduced to smoking cinders, revealing his naked red skin underneath where his feathers should have been.


weight.


as fast as they could. Geoff watched as the fae charged towards his squadron in the south, and from the skies, set the dragons alight.

orange wave flying across the ocean from the south.




Present...

events that followed. They just got worse.



your presence.’

was the worst.

invasion. However, deep down, he knew it was his fault. A commander is in charge if his army. It was his responsibility.

fire tormented him, haunting his sleep. He could feel the smoke filling his lungs. The searing hot pain on his wings. And the shame. The utter shame.

coming. He had to prepare. Even if he had to fight his friends across the ocean, he wasn’t going to give them an easy fight.