Quests & Challenges

[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/izb0g7ny7su6b7n/beastclanmidsmall.png[/img] [item=dire wooden toy] [sub]Trinkets: Draw Some Art![/sub] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/izb0g7ny7su6b7n/beastclanmidsmall.png[/img] [font=utopia][size=4][Day Twenty Nine: Portrait of Kekki + Nine Ninety Nine][/size][/font] [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/15980db2ba873712d9e440f5d7ed7500/tumblr_pto5dkyyKo1y83tifo1_540.png[/img] I miss them <3 [emoji=mirror sad size=1] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/9q5s4lc62tqvsmr/beastclanmid.png[/img] [sub][sub][sub]@Dew @Cantata @Emordnilap @Alnilam @Lupik @Rookery

[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/izb0g7ny7su6b7n/beastclanmidsmall.png[/img] [item=eerie cloth trappings] [sub]Material: Write Some Lore![/sub] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/izb0g7ny7su6b7n/beastclanmidsmall.png[/img] [font=utopia][i][Somewhere buried in the Scorched Forest...][/i] [size=4][Day Thirty: Souvenirs][/size][/font] It was already lingering in the air by the time the three companions had come upon the rusted remains of the structure. The stench of uneasiness, fear of the unknown and reeking damp ash. Quint peered around nervously, as if he was afraid. Florence and Oracle were also feeling his fear. They couldn't quite grasp what it was, but something here felt wrong. They had just been battling against some wild Zeeba when they noticed a strange metallic point jutting between the branches of the skeletal trees. Curiosity got the better of them and eventually Oda shot off to investigate, so they chased after them. Now, towering above them like a menacing giant was this strange place. Tattered parchment littered the floor and knocked over desktops. Strange screens that had not seen a single spark of electricity in decades hung from the wall, smashed and devoid of any glass they once held. Quint made his signature nervous whistle. "Looks like this place hasn't been touched in years." "How do you know?" Questioned Oracle. "It looks more like a gang of misfits and thieves ransacked this place." "Look." Quint made his way to one of the screens. One that wasn't as smashed in as the others. He pressed a button jarring out from the side of it. Nothing. "Hmm...this one doesn't look as badly damaged as the others. We might be able to get it to work again." He paused and bit his lower lip. "...maybe we could try magic." Florence suddenly screamed out and stood firmly upwards, ready to defend. "It's a trap! I knew it!" "No!" shouted Quint in desperation. "Please! Listen-listen to me! I'm not trying to get you's caught or hurt you-!" He seemed on the verge of tears. "I just thought this place could tell us something...something about the Old Ages." He wept. Oracle blinked. "What do you want me to do..?" "Outta the way. Let me look at it." Suddenly Florence was in front of the screen, picking up the snake-like wires from the floor and crouching down to carefully poke them into some white jagged hole in the wall. Like a gear in a machine she took care to bend and thread the wires together as Oracle watched in awe. Quint also looked over, taking in every movement Florence made in an attempt to learn from her. Deep inside he knew for what she lacked in elemental strength she, like Kekki before her, held another talent that easily threatened Matriarch. He drew a long, uneasy breath. The screen sparked into life. [i]"The world ended in a bright white light. In just one moment our kind went from thriving civilizations to scattered ashes. The memories of our clanmates and friends are nothi-"[/i] As the shattered vision of a group of draconic creatures filled half of the lightly cracked screen and droned on with their log Quint found himself absolutely fixated to the vision. Oracle stood beside him, mouth agape and stunned. Florence was less surprised than her companions, staring blankly at the socket in the wall. As sudden as the vision appeared it disappeared and the screen blinked back into darkness. "...Are you happy now?" She finally broke the silence of the damp room. Neither Quint nor Oracle could answer with words. Both stood stunned in front of the sparkling screen. Finally they were snapped out of their trance by the shrill caw of Oda from a hole in the wall. The webwing had been scouring the room and found pile on pile of coins and papers with draconic faces etched into them. "Would you look at that." Florence smiled. "Our old friends on the screen left us some souvenirs." [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/9q5s4lc62tqvsmr/beastclanmid.png[/img] [sub][sub][sub]apologies for the late ping! @Dew @Cantata @Emordnilap @Alnilam @Lupik @Rookery

[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/izb0g7ny7su6b7n/beastclanmidsmall.png[/img] [item=battered gauntlet] [sub]Trinkets: Draw Some Art![/sub] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/izb0g7ny7su6b7n/beastclanmidsmall.png[/img] [font=utopia][size=4][Day Thirty One: Art][/size][/font] Thank you Lupik for such adorable [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/2330014#post_30655842]F2U line arts[/url]! Here's a coloured Florence having a well deserved tea <3 [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/fdd2907e4798e4bba3b65efeb77aa433/tumblr_pswf76s5A21wy3s0xo4_r1_400.png[/img] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/9q5s4lc62tqvsmr/beastclanmid.png[/img] [sub][sub][sub]@Dew @Cantata @Emordnilap @Alnilam @Lupik @Rookery

[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/izb0g7ny7su6b7n/beastclanmidsmall.png[/img] [item=purple birdskull necklace] [sub]Apparel: Breed 2 Dragons or Change Appearance![/sub] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/izb0g7ny7su6b7n/beastclanmidsmall.png[/img] [font=utopia][size=4][Day Thirty Two: Hearts and Crafts][/size][/font] The trio returned to their hideout after their adventure in the room of screens and the unexpected presentation from the unnamed dragon of so long ago. After having secured their pilfered treasures with the rest of their savings Florence decided to take a stroll alone with the unicorn. Patrolling, she had said. Quint and Oracle were left to their own devices. The Ridgeback took some old bones they'd scavenged (could you believe some people stored their bones in [i]bottles?[/i] How do they even get them to fit?) and some thread from his coat and was quietly humming his collection together in a corner. Oracle left him alone, not wanting to disturb his peace and instead taking on the more unpleasant task of pinning down Oda so she could pick the tick bugs from her plumage. The webwing didn't have as much respect for the silence and shrieked loudly in protest. Time passed between the two when Quint cleared his throat nervously and shuffled over to Oracle. "Hey erm..uh.." He coughed into his arm. "I...got this for you." He quickly dropped the makeshift necklace in Oracle lap before speeding back over to his corner. Oracle let go of Oda who shot off into the sky like a rocket, now free of their torturous bug maintenance. She carefully picked up the necklace, taking in the details of every sparrow skull, purple and green feathers, and beads. "Quint!" She cried out. The Ridgeback crumpled into a nervous ball within his coat. "Oh...I'm sorry. It's just this is so beautiful." She paused. "Thank you." "You're welcome" came a reply of relief from the coat as a familiar pointy head re-emerged. "I just wanted to thank YOU for everything you've given me. You had no reason to trust a stranger, let alone one like me." He sighed. Before he could react Oracle had shifted over to his corner and held him in a big, warm, feathery hug. Quint turned red. "That's a risk I'm willing to take if it means I have a chance of changing the world, Quint." Oracle muttered softly. "And I am so glad you chose to join us in the end." Quint felt his eyes water again. Blotted emotions, they had brought him his downfall and made him the archer's target when he was enlisted with the Hunters. Then he lost said enlistment when they got in the way of a mission. But now it seemed they were finally bringing him something better in life. A light to end the darkness. He held Oracle and the two remained silently embraced until the familiar stomp of hooves and claws sounded outside [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/9q5s4lc62tqvsmr/beastclanmid.png[/img] [sub][sub][sub] @Dew @Cantata @Emordnilap @Alnilam @Lupik @Rookery

[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/izb0g7ny7su6b7n/beastclanmidsmall.png[/img] [item=avian gemstaff] [sub]Trinkets: Draw Some Art![/sub] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/izb0g7ny7su6b7n/beastclanmidsmall.png[/img] [font=utopia][size=4][Day Thirty Three: [s]Art[/s] Memes][/size][/font] Bank has been updated! Got our first Iron chest from the Wetland Unicorn <3 I still got another art to finish so have some quality content [emoji=guardian tongue size=1] [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/7ea1d784a53c406440643f20c9b3bf2c/tumblr_ptpc9a7I3n1wy3s0xo2_r1_1280.jpg[/img] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/9q5s4lc62tqvsmr/beastclanmid.png[/img] [sub][sub][sub]@Dew @Cantata @Emordnilap @Alnilam @Lupik @Rookery

Omg yes I approve

[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/izb0g7ny7su6b7n/beastclanmidsmall.png[/img] [item=berserker] [sub]Battlestone: DEATH STREAK![/sub] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/izb0g7ny7su6b7n/beastclanmidsmall.png[/img] [font=utopia][size=4][Day Thirty Four: SVR][/size][/font] [i]([emoji=guardian sad size=1])[/i] [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/ffbfc5b93f452a9e983b74578791bb4a/tumblr_ps7krn4hWY1wy3s0xo2_r1_1280.png[/img] "I want to go back to that place." Said Oracle suddenly. Quint smiled a little, having a shared interest in the structure that showed them the story of that scientist-looking dragon. Florence was much less enthusiastic. "...I thought you'd have more sense than that, Oracle. Something isn't right about that place." She hissed. "We need to avoid it." "But there's so much to learn from there!" Oracle cried out. Quint shuffled towards her in support. "Nothing happened when we went there last time. We could uncover so much from that place and-" "-and be KILLED for knowing too much because some self-conscious tyrant doesn't want us snooping around? No Oracle- wait where do you think you're-?" Florence shrieked. Oracle was already crawling out of the entrance and ready to take leave. Quint gave Florence an anxious little look before turning and following suit. Oblivious to the argument and raving for another adventure, Oda trailed happily behind the two dragons. Minutes passed as Oracle and Quint made their way towards the spire heralding from the canopy of the trees when Quint suddenly swerved to the sound of footsteps behind them. He panicked and shouted. "Who is there-?! FLORENCE?" He was paused by the appearance of the Wildclaw. "If you think for one second I'm going to let you both just walk out on me all by yours-" Her sentence was never finished as it was replaced by a scream of horror. "ORACLE! Run!" She shrieked and they both scampered in panicked directions as a shower of bullet-like hail pierced into their skin and sudden powerful winds defoliated the trees around them. Oracle ran for what seemed like eternity when she finally smacked headfirst into Florence. Both shrieked in panic before coming back to their senses. Oracle grabbed Florence by her shoulders and shook her desperately. "What happened? What happened back their Florence? Where's Quint? Where-" Florence held her hand to her companions mouth. Oracle had seen the look in her eyes before. It was that look. She knew what was coming next. "Oracle, he... we need to get out of here. I'm sorry. I'm-" for the first time in a long time the Wildclaw had tears rolling down her face. "Quint was hit in the head back there." She held Oracle in her arms. "I don't think-" Oracle was quiet. So much had just happened and the wind howled painfully against her. Florence shielded her with torn feathered wings. Then, unexpectedly, she placed a familiar worn brimmer on Oracle's head. Quints. "I know what you want to say. You want to question everything. Why we have to run. Why we live like this and why we're the hunted. But Oracle-" Florence cupped the drenched cyan head in her hands. "-we've survived this far for a reason. We will lose companions along the way, many we loved with our very heart. Oracle." She held her tighter. "If there's anyone who can save the world, it's you. I promise you that." Oracle gritted her teeth within Florences embrace. "I'm not just going to save the world, Florence." she thought to herself. "I'm going to avenge the lives of everyone who lost theirs to these tyrants in it." [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/9q5s4lc62tqvsmr/beastclanmid.png[/img] [sub][sub][sub]with a heavy heart I announce Quint has lost the fight for survival ;n; @Dew @Cantata @Emordnilap @Alnilam @Lupik @Rookery

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Welp, time to start destroying everything. I'll start with those weeds that keep getting on my lawn outside :/

[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/izb0g7ny7su6b7n/beastclanmidsmall.png[/img] [item=sand] [sub]Material: Write Some Lore![/sub] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/izb0g7ny7su6b7n/beastclanmidsmall.png[/img] [font=utopia][i][In the aftermath of the freak thunderstorm...][/i] [size=4][Day Thirty Five: Already Gone][/size][/font] Once again with only themselves in each others company, the two survivors ran further for what could've been miles across the sandy-turning scorched delta. Finally they found somewhere to rest their legs in the form of a crumbled stone-and-wood building that may have been a home. Florence stood guard against the ruin that sheltered herself and Oracle against the howling wind outside. The shock between the sudden appearance of this frightening weather and the loss of Quint had not yet settled within them both. To make matters worse, they had both come to realise that Oda had not yet regrouped with them and was considerably lost like their fallen companion. Just as Florence had closed a tattered curtain over the ruin to give them peace of some sort and was about to have a talk with Oracle, she was interrupted by something strange. "[i]Pain left me numb far too many times...[/i]" The silence of the aftermath was shattered by a small fractured voice singing. "[i]To celebrate this death. I never will forget.[/i]" Florence was too dumbfounded to even remember what she was about to say. She stood in disbelief and simply listened to the beautiful voice. "Oracle." Florence whispered in awe. "Those lyrics...they're beautiful." The hybrid Coatl held her head low. "Are they really? I remember someone I knew singing them a long time ago. I...never knew what they meant until well-." She held in her emotions, but Florence was no fool. Maybe she could distract her. "-recently." "How did the rest of it go, if you can remember?" Not the best choice, she thought, but worth a shot. "Hmm..." Oracle breathed in a stuttered breath. "[i]And we spoke, oh so many times. The words we never said. Are the ones I..[/i]" She stumbled on her tongue. "[i]...most regret.[/i]" "Okay, okay." Florence gritted her teeth awkwardly and clasped her hands. "Less singing, we should..urhm.." She cleared her throat, but gasped as the words spoken next were not those that came from her own mouth. "Not snoop around areas that aren't for pathetic weaklings like [i]you..?[/i]" A booming voice rattled through their bones and shook the sand around them. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=48802121] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/488022/48802121_350.png[/img] [/url] Somewhere in the distance a flock of streaks bolted into the sky in a frenzied panic. Florence shook violently with fear and turned towards Oracle. She was surprised to see her cyan friend was emotionless to the gut-wrenching figure that overshadowed them. Pushing down a column of the crumbling ruin with a mere nudge and barely crushing Florence's hind legs in the process, the upper figure of a large, slender, voltaic beast filled the hole in the structure and the visions of the two companions. Static lightning seeped from almost everywhere around them - their mouth, nostrils, heck, even their eyes where nothing but pure, blinding energy. What concerned Oracle the most was what this hellish being held in their powerful metallic grasp - Oda, cawing miserably and looking disheveled. In the other was the Wetland Unicorn that had taken shine to Quint, whinnying with fright. Before anyone had time to react the self-proclaimed Lightning god threw the familiars at the two with a swift and heavy lunge, sending their targets crashing backwards into an unstable wall that collapsed on top of them. As pain dulled their senses they could hear one final snarling laugh and message from the wicked dragon. "Let this be a lesson that there's ALWAYS someone or something watching you. You both don't end up like that idiotic failure back there." They gave another wicked laugh. "Run all you want, but don't think you can ever outrun a God." Just like that the voltic creature left with a massive sweep of their wings which sent sparks slithering along the ground and blew up a huge cloud of sand and dust amongst the rubble of confused dragons and familiars alike. [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/9q5s4lc62tqvsmr/beastclanmid.png[/img] [sub][sub][sub]The Cast page has been updated! Now introducing an absolute...horrid man :< @Dew @Cantata @Emordnilap @Alnilam @Lupik @Rookery

Hmmm :/ don't know how I feel about this fellow hmmmmmm