Roleplay

@RKoala ((Subscribed.)) [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=33847648][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/338477/33847648.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=33728294][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/337283/33728294.png[/img][/url][/center] Blood seeped into the sand, turning the water that lapped the beach around the Skydancer red. Yorgreph shuddered; the air that brushed against his hide was cold due to his soaked state. His pain dulled senses vaguely picked up someone standing over him. Shirmea, his ward. The silk draped Pearlcatcher was just as soaked as his companion, but unlike Yorgreph, Shirmea didn't have a broken wing and gashes across his side, gashes from claws that had gone straight through Yorgreph's armor like a knife cutting butter. He was such an idiot, coming out here like life was some grand adventure. Shirmea had been flying over the sea, trying to stay ahead of Yorgreph, who was determined to bring him back home, when a sudden gust of wind sent Shirmea into the ocean. Having never been near such a large body of water in his life, Shirmea sunk like a rock, desperately trying to paddle upwards. But learning how to swim on the spot was not so simple. Yorgreph dove in after him. They almost reached the surface when a monstrous Ridgeback rose from the depths, jaws agape as it propelled itself towards them. Yorgreph manged to breach the surface, talons hooked around Shirmea's collar. Shirmea was quick to take to the air, but the Ridgeback lunged up out of the water, claws snagging Yorgreph and dragging the Skydancer back into the water. Yorgreph used his magic to freeze the water around them and escaped, but the damage had already been done. It took everything Shirmea had to haul Yorgreph to land. Now here they were, Yorgreph unresponsive and Shirmea with no clue what to do. He didn't have the mighty powers of his parents. He couldn't heal the Skydancer. "Go back... to... castle," Yorgreph wheezed. "No!" Shirmea exclaimed, shocked. "I'm not going to leave you! I'll... go find help! Yes, that's what I'll do!" The Pearlcatcher turned and trotted up the beach. He was exhausted, his limbs trembling, but he couldn't sit. He needed to find help.

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Shirmea didn't get very far before a voice caught his attention. The Pearlcatcher spun to find a Fae standing there. He quickly trotted back to Yorgreph who had fallen unconscious. The Fae didn't look like a threat, but he wasn't certain he could trust her.

"We were attacked by something in the water." Even now, being so close to those depths made him nervous, but he didn't have the strength to move Yorgreph nor did he think it wise. He could make the Skydancer's injuries worse. "Can you help us?"

The sun was helping to dry his wet clothes, but the breeze blowing in off the sea was salty and cold.

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Shirmea hadn't noticed the shadowy goblin lurking beside the Fae, when it moved, he jumped, drawing closer to his fallen friend. He didn't know what to do. Shirmea had been a sheltered child, a situation such as this should never have come about... but it had and it was all because of him.

"Yes, let's do that." It seemed the Fae was not alone. Was she in a clan? Shirmea shook his head; it didn't matter if she was or not. Right now she was his only source of help. This Fae knew what to do so he'd just have to listen to her.

"I-I'll grab something to use for the stretcher," he stuttered nervously, eyes roaming the beach. There was plenty of driftwood. Shirmea reluctantly moved away from Yorgreph to pick through the nearby ones.

He could see clouds starting to gather on the horizon, over the sea. Shirmea didn't want to be out in the open if a storm was approaching. The Pearlcatcher found several, sturdy, tree branches and dragged them back to where Yorgreph lay. "What next?"

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((Sometimes I forget about Pearlcatcher pearls xD))

Shirmea hovered anxiously as the Fae worked on the stretcher. When she reached for Yorgreph, he almost protested. However, the Fae stopped to check with him first. "How about both of us?" He stepped close to help drag Yorgreph onto the stretcher.

When the Skydancer was situated, Shirmea moved to the back of the stretcher and lifted it in his hands, balancing on his hind legs. His tail was securely wrapped around his pearl. In his panic, he had forgotten to check on it to make sure it was still there.

There were times he didn't think about it, as it was so common place for him to carry it with his tail that it felt like it wasn't there, so used to it's weight as he was. "It's not far is it?" He asked the Fae, not certain he could walk very far like this on two legs.

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Shirmea's ears drooped at the Fae's response. His hands were already trembling from the weight of his guardian. He wrapped his talons tighter around the wood. The makeshift handles were rough and scraped against the underside of his hands.

"Ready? Not really, but I don't have much choice." He gestured to the front of the stretcher with his head. "Are you going to grab that end so we can carry him? Or do I need to move to the front and drag him behind?" Neither prospect seemed ideal. He was weak and the Fae didn't look overly strong either, but he would do what he needed to do to see his friend safe.