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Post by Arthas on May 11, 2008 17:02:36 GMT -5
"The true question is, What do you want to know? There's soo much about the Riders. Long ago, we were the keepers of the peace, Knights of the most Holy Order. We were honored, both Dragon and Rider. Riders are beings of all races that get to do the most extraordinary thing, bond with a Dragon on the most deep levels and use that bond to befriend them. We were extremely proud of what we did. Kept the lands in peace and upheld the justice.......but that all changed" he said sadly ,while sitting down on a log near the dwindling fire and stopped speaking.
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Post by Ember on May 11, 2008 17:04:23 GMT -5
Her voice was quiet and respectful. "What changed?"
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Post by Arthas on May 11, 2008 17:08:12 GMT -5
Muradin: "DeathWing changed." he said somewhat ominously.
Arthas: "Yes, most of the Riders were destroyed in the murder of DeathWing. That was a terrible day. The last great Dragon, murdered by his own league, and the Riders who weren't killed went insane and hid. I do not know if there are any Riders other than myself but, I seek to change that."he said slowly. "To regain our honor and restore our Order and continue to do our job."
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Post by Ember on May 11, 2008 17:13:12 GMT -5
She tensed at the mention of DeathWing. Even among her kind, he was detested with a kind of blind passion. Still, she tried hard to keep a calm facade. She fought past the hatred of her kind, and listened quietly to his dream, then nodded.
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Post by Arthas on May 11, 2008 17:20:52 GMT -5
"You know, DeathWing wasn't the evil being that everyone thought he was. He was the greatest of the Elder Dragons. He was an extraordinary Dragon. The most respected and respectful of all. The bringer of peace to the nations, not the murderer that the history books portray him as." Arthas said with a small gleam of anger in his voice. "I mean not to disrespect the word of your elders and historians or to be angry with what you know of DeathWing, but it is hard for me. I knew him well."
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Post by Ember on May 11, 2008 17:26:32 GMT -5
"I'm as open to learning as most, but... I don't know...not anymore...not about this." She was silent for a moment, her normally open mind showed reluctance to reconsider this idea. "We know of his greatness, but you of all people know how some dragons, especially us royals tend to judge and remember others. We remember them by how they were, not what happened to them. Many of the ryals in the line leading up to me have detested Dragon riders, simply because... "
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Post by Arthas on May 11, 2008 17:45:46 GMT -5
"They are dishonored that any sane Dragon would dare allow a mortal to ride them. But there is something you must know....as Queen of the Dragons, I was DeathWing's Rider. He and I were the best of friends. And Muradin here, is his reincarnation. After DeathWing was murdered his scales and claws were used to create an entirely new generation of dragon. Did you know that DeathWing was a chromatic dragon. That he was both a frost and black dragon. Now, Muradin is the last of the frost dragons. This is because they were hunted by the black dragons that were bore from DeathWing, and they hated their brood. I only wish that the old gods and the ravages of the lands of old had not driven DeathWing to madness, but I am grateful that I have Muradin. I am grateful for you listening to me but, as soon as your Council learns of Muradins true nature they will try to destroy him."he said quitely. "Thank you for listening to me....most dragons would have tried to kill us by now."
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Post by ehrkzhan on May 11, 2008 17:50:58 GMT -5
ErkZhan's hand twitched a bit and the slowly dieing fire jumped back to life.
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Post by Arthas on May 11, 2008 17:53:36 GMT -5
"So, you have been listening haven't you?" asked Muradin with a chuckle.
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Post by Ember on May 11, 2008 17:55:44 GMT -5
"That would be ridiculous. You were...are my friend. I apologize for the prejeduces of my race." She bowed her head in apology. "I can understand how some people can befriend, and even allow a mortal to ride them. I've done it a few times. " She looked ashamed at the thought that anyone would find out that the royal had done such a scandalous thing. "But to allow a mortal such a deep, vunerable bond between two is dangererous. I don't think I"d do that even if it were to another dragon."
Her final words touched upon a tender spot in her mind. As a royal, she had been told to be given a mate at birth. However, her parents had died too quickly, and her mate had been killed. Now she was alone, and could not understand how someone could allow such an deep bond, having never felt it.
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Post by ehrkzhan on May 11, 2008 17:56:02 GMT -5
ErkZhan didn't move. he looked like he was sleeping, but the fire kept getting higher
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Post by Arthas on May 11, 2008 18:02:43 GMT -5
Arthas doused the fire and kicked the boy lightly in the head. "Wake up, ErkZhan. You are using your magic in your sleep. Ah...I knew Fire was too much to start with." he said sitting the boy up. "Thank you Ember, but your apologies are not needed, we know the thoughts and minds of Dragons. The bond is not vulnerable it is very strong even by magical standards. It is alright that you do not understand what this bond could be like, and as being the last of my own kind I know how you feel." They said in unison.
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Post by ehrkzhan on May 11, 2008 18:08:04 GMT -5
ErkZhan's hand went for Arthas's neck. his eyes were open but his mind was still in the past. he was reliving his first fight in the ring at age 5. he had chocked his oppent, who was 15 years old, to death.
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Post by Ember on May 11, 2008 18:08:56 GMT -5
She smiled at ErkZhan. "Hello. I am Ember, queen of the Dragons. The last of the royal line."
That thought scared her, that after her death, may she live long, but still, there would be turmoil. She tried hard to concentrate of the situation at hand.
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Post by Arthas on May 11, 2008 18:12:41 GMT -5
Arthas' hand shot to the boys head using a large reserve of magic he began to pull ErkZhan back to the present. "We are in the presence of the queen and your lack of control is not making a good impression."he said with a layered voice.
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