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Post by ??? (To be decided) on Mar 23, 2007 9:55:57 GMT -5
A new beginning Far away in a place called the Spine near a waterfall with the name of Igualda, a black round ball is floating peacefully, sparkling in a small pool. Beside it a tall powerfully built man, is observing the nearby area. ** Yes I think I can leave it here*** the man thinks with a smile as he checks to make sure that the black ball can not float away Slowly he steps back and just to make sure he continuous to watch the ball for a while. The man seems very protective of this ball and he doesn’t really seem to be willing to leave it behind. Slowly, resigning the ball to its fate, he says a few strange words and he slowly starts to walk on the water...away from the ball. Now you might ask the question what is so special about this black floating ball. Well… this ball is not just a ball…it is an egg. It isn’t a normal egg, not the one you or I would usually know about. No, this one is special. It has the size of a fairly large rock and it is harder than Iron…much harder, and very light. Inside the egg is a creature. Not just any creature, but a Dragon, and this Dragon is waiting, waiting for a particular person. The one who would soon come, and which the dragon would soon…decide to claim. Deciding to stay near by, the man steps into a few bushes, and begins to wait.
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Post by Seris Bjartevarin on Mar 24, 2007 22:38:38 GMT -5
A pale young woman with jet-black hair paused for a moment in her walk through the woods in the mountains of the Spine to sigh and look up at the sun for direction. ***Why in the world do they send you out with such bad directions?*** Seris Bjartevarin wondered to herself as she tried to decide which way was north. It was a fairly warm and sunny day, and her dark green eyes stared half-closed from beneath her sheet of long, dark hair.
"Close enough, I guess," Seris murmured as she decided to keep on in the direction that she had been traveling. She would have to get out of here eventually, after all, and then she could try to regain her sense of direction. Why in the world did those wolves have to turn her around two nights ago? Well, there was no point in worrying about it now, Seris decided; she might as well be on her way. Yet she had barely walked thirty yards when she heard running water, and she remembered very quickly that she had drank the last of her water the night before. It was pretty warm, too, and she had been walking for a while...
There was really no question in Seris's mind; she turned to the right and made for the sound of water, and she winced at the light as she emerged from the trees. With a few blinks, she was rid of the starburst effect, and was just taking in the little pool of crystal-clear water. As she made her way to its edge and cupped her hands to take a drink, she noticed something floating in the middle.
"Impossible!" she breathed, standing and forgetting all about her drink. ***I came all this way, got lost.. and.. but it can't be...*** At this thought, Seris's instincts took over, and she turned around, looking suspicious. It was a great coincidence, to say the least. Could it be an Imperial trap, set for a member of the Varden who was drawn by the rumors of eggs in the Spine?
She didn't see anyone, though that didn't necessarily mean that there was no one to see. However, this was a chance that Seris couldn't pass up; it was not long before she was stepping gingerly into the shallows of the pool, her fingers stretching, both hands closing around the spherical stone that floated in the crystal-clear water. It was then that she wondered: ***Do dragon eggs float?***
As she lifted the object, surprisingly heavy for its size, Seris brought it to eye level and surveyed it curiously. It was a slightly different shape than the blue egg that had been passed between the Varden and the Elves, but it certainly seemed close enough to be real.
Seris returned to the grass and sat down cross-legged, wetting her cream-colored leggings with the water from her boots, and setting the stone -- the egg? -- gingerly on the grass in front of her. How exactly did one tell if an object was a true dragon egg? It wasn't as if they came with certificates of authenticity. The only thing she could think of was really quite useless; she tapped the sphere gently with one fingernail, then a little harder with her knuckles. It was certainly hard, and it made a strange sound when tapped, but was it an egg? Well, at any rate, Seris didn't exactly have anywhere important to go, so she might as well sit and try to remember some sort of test to try...
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Post by ??? (To be decided) on Mar 25, 2007 13:00:08 GMT -5
The strange man had only waited for about half an hour when he thought he heard someone approaching his general location, and with that the egg The afternoon heat had been making him quiet tired, but the arrival changed that. Slightly startled, he instantly becomes wide awake. ****hmmm…I did think they that it would at least take a while before someone would come…. By the sound of the footsteps and movement…I’d say…it sounds very much like a human*** he thinks as he cautiously raises his head to look over the bushes right at the area where he had put the black egg.
Soon the man sees a young woman walk up to the stream nearby. ***Doesn’t look like an imperial*** he thinks as he watches, ***good this one should not fall into imperial hand ***he continuous to think as he watches the newcomer drink some water., or so it seemed….he couldn’t be sure from where he was hiding.
Then the woman suddenly moves towards the egg. “Well it certainly didn’t take long for someone to find It" he says to himself with a slight shrug…***oh well better early then never*** he thinks.
Deciding to leave his hiding space , the man starts to walk towards the pool. ***lets see who it is…and over all what side she is on*** he thinks as he comes closer…
****************************** Beside the pool the woman was tapping the egg with her fingernail…then her knuckles. Suddenly a small squeak could be heard coming from the egg…or did it…it was so faint.
Inside the egg the dragon had woken up from a long sleep by the sharp tap of the finger nail… It may not have been loud …for a human…but for the little hatching it was fairly loud. ***Who’s there*** the little creature wonders, becoming suddenly wide awake. >>>Mother is that you?<<< the dragon calls out in the dragon language. (which humans wouldn’t understand…this would have been the squeak)
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Post by Seris Bjartevarin on Mar 25, 2007 22:34:38 GMT -5
Seris's right eyebrow raised ever so slightly as she thought she heard a sound from the sphere before her; but then something else, something behind her, caught her attention. She froze, but her eyes flicked to the left, as if to see what had caused the sound. Then she shook her head, mentally laughing to herself, and murmured, "You're getting paranoid, Seris..." Yet, she couldn't help adding mentally, ***Although, on the plus side, it might help so that I don't end up like my mother...***
Then something struck her out of nowhere: Dragon eggs were all but unbreakable, so there was a way to see if this stone was one. Seris didn't like the idea of trying the stone with her sword (if it was a dragon egg, after all, it would probably shatter the sword), so she tried to think of something else at hand which might prove the black sphere's strength.
At last, she picked up a smooth, flat stone and bounced it in her hand for a moment. Giving a shifty look around, like a little child who was about to go for a cookie jar, Seris drew back her arm and -- CRASH! The rock splintered as it hit the black stone, and both of Seris's eyebrows raised as a shower of tiny bits of broken pebble rained back down. "Wow," she said, staring in awe at the stone. "I think that means something."
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Post by ??? (To be decided) on Mar 26, 2007 11:28:44 GMT -5
While Seris was busy with the egg, the strange man, was slowly creeping up behind her. ***This one will have to learn caution…if she wants to survive as a rider*** he thinks, shaking his head slightly as he neared her. He really had expecting her to turn around at any moment to confront him…but she hadn’t yet. The man could easily have made a sound or even entered the womans mind, took control of it even, but instead he chose to wait quietly behind her. Shrugging slightly he silently sits down on a rock only a few meters away and continues to observe the woman as she studies the egg. One of his eggs, for until the moment comes when the dragon inside chooses its rider, he, Arthur Galbatorix, second son of his majesty the king of Alagesia , would remain its guardian.
For a second he thought the woman was about to look around, but instead she picks up a stone and smashes it against the egg. Frowning a little, Arthur’s eyes shrink slightly with annoyance as he hears a faint squeak emerging from inside the egg , but he knew that nothing could break the egg, at least not from the outside, and so he stayed quiet.
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Inside the egg, the dragon was waiting patiently for her mother to reply, for it had no idea what was really happening. Using all of its senses to listen it puts its ear as close to the eggs inner shell as it could to listen. )))CRASH((( The dragon squeaked with fright and pulled its head away from the eggs shell in an attempt to escape from the sound of stone against metal and the crunch as a stone broke into many tiny pieces.
<<<That’s not funny>>> it squeaks again in with an angry annoyed squeak, thinking that it might have been one of its brothers or maybe a sister, banging its egg against its own. ***Yes that’s just the sort of thing what they would call funny*** the little hatchling thinks angrily as it tries to settle down again. >>>Please, at least try to show me some respect…I have to wait much longer in here than any of you to get out<<<< the dragon squeaks again. ***I am after all destined to belong to a rider…unlike those other fools…well…except one…mammas blue saphire darling,…before the elves took her egg away*** she thinks quietening down again. ***But at least she got to go with the elves…I’m stuck with them***
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Post by Seris Bjartevarin on Mar 26, 2007 20:17:17 GMT -5
There was certainly a squeak from inside the sphere this time, and Seris was almost certain that it was indeed an egg. ***Maybe it can't speak human languages yet.. or maybe it doesn't know that it's a human on the outside,*** she reasoned, though she was curious as to what it thought the stone had been. "Sorry about that," she said, tapping the stone lightly again, despite the fact that she doubted that any dragon inside could hear her.
Then Seris paused again; she was certain that she heard something this time, and her hand flicked toward the sword at her side, but she stopped halfway and excused her motion by tracing the length of the scar on her left arm. There was still every chance that she was imagining things, or that it was simply an animal from the forest behind her. Of course, this whole unlikely situation of finding an egg in a pool seemed more than a little unlikely...
***Best not to do anything rash.. until you're sure,*** Seris told herself, but she still had that strange prickly feeling on the back of her neck, as if someone were watching her. ***It might be nothing.. it might be one of the others who were sent out, like me. It certainly wouldn't do to draw sword against an ally.. or a possible ally.***
Yet Seris's hand still strayed to the hilt of her sword, her fingertips gently running over the rough surface.. just in case. "If you're not planning on attacking me, you may as well say something," she said loudly, for once hoping that she was imagining things. This was normally something that she didn't normally do, because she much preferred to have her mind clear, but it was now the most preferable choice.. though she doubted that it was true.
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Post by ??? (To be decided) on Mar 26, 2007 20:55:17 GMT -5
Arthur had already taken out his pipe and was already enjoying it when Seris called out "If you're not planning on attacking me, you may as well say something," Amused Arthur takes gives his pipe one last puff and then removes it from his mouth. “Why should I say something, when there is no need to say anything”…he says in a quiet and pleasant voice. “I have time…its one of the things I’m blessed with…finish studying your discovery first…then we can talk...unless you wish to talk first and then study” he adds before he put his pipe back into his mouth to take another puff… Removing it again he adds, ”Though I feel obliged to advise you that others from these parts are not as friendly as I…you would do better to be more careful..”
Pausing for a second Arthur takes another puff of his pipe… “But where are my manners, let me introduce myself, my name is Arthur, guardian of the egg which faith has let you find…please with whom do I have the honour” Arthur adds keeping his voice as pleasant and as friendly as possible. ********************************** Inside the egg the hatchling had gone back into an uneasy sleep. It was still totally unaware of what was happening only a few meters away. Little did it know that everything would soon change, soon it would hatch, soon it would find a rider…not just any rider...but...its rider…and what would happen then only time could tell.
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Post by Seris Bjartevarin on Mar 26, 2007 22:16:46 GMT -5
After listening to the first sentence that answered her, Seris's dark green eyes acquired a rather annoyed expression. ***Ugh, he sounds like one of my old teachers,*** she thought with distaste. ***If he starts lecturing me on the principles of stealth, I'll jump off the waterfall; I got more than enough of that for my taste over the past seventeen years. Why do teachers have to be so condescending...?***
When Arthur told her to be move careful, Seris stood and turned around, her dark green eyes turning on a man who sat on a stone about ten yards or so behind her. Suddenly feeling very protective of the stone, she had taken care to step back a little as she stood so that the egg was firmly between her boots, where it would be very hard for someone to get to it without her knowing. She must have looked quite the strange sight to the man: a teenage girl with a pale face and deep green eyes, standing over a spherical black stone; a long black braid pulled to the front, past her right shoulder; a dusty white tunic and tanned leather vest; a dark brown, knee-length skirt; and cream-colored leggings that were only slightly wet compared to the soggy boots on her feet.
"I am Seris Bjartevarin," she answered him slowly, her features fixed unreadably and her voice clear and soft, but void of telling emotion. "I was hardly brought by faith, as you say; rather, by orders." She did not mention whether these orders were from the Varden or from the Empire, but she knew that she hardly looked like an Empire soldier, so it was probably fairly obvious whose orders she was following. She continued to watch Arthur closely for any sign of a response to that, for there was still every chance that he was sent as part of an Imperial trap, but she still went on: "You tell me that I should be careful, but you also ask me to continue to sit with my back to someone who has given me no more reason to trust him than by not attacking me, as of yet. Perhaps I should try to learn more of what I came across here; but that should by all rights start with you."
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Post by ??? (To be decided) on Mar 27, 2007 5:22:17 GMT -5
OOC: since it’s our private little story…I hope you don’t mind if I know what your thinking) (Just like Bron would know in the books)...I think it adds a bit of fun into the story...
BIC:
Arthur could sense what Seris was thinking,..well he was pretty good at that as it came natural to him. His bond with the ancient language, the language of power and magic had always been strong, and in this case it was no exception. Only a fully trained rider would have a chance of keeping him out of their mind, and this young woman was no rider…not even a magician she wouldn’t even know. He on the other hand had been trained in its use by the best….and now, he …is, one of the best. So it was that Arthur knew directly what Seris had thought.
A small sad frown appearing over his face and Arthur says “Now now, Seris, there is no need to jump of the water fall just yet…I mean you no harm” Then , with his smile reappearing and turning into a grin he adds, “I may not be your teacher…at least not yet…but I don’t have to be your teacher to tell you that that would not be a good idea”
“Now why don’t you do us all a favour…come…there is no need to hide the egg, I promise you …that should it choose you, you may keep it” he says with that awfully polite voice of his. “ If it doesn’t choose you…well, then you don’t really have a right to keep it anyway”
"As for your orders, those are your own, and I have no wish to know what I do not need to know…besides, I have no need to ask, if I wanted to know, I’d know" Arthur says.
He knew perfectly well. that even if this woman could somehow hide her thoughts from him, his link to both sides would allow him to find out anyway…The kings vast spy network of the Empire, if she were an Imperial …The Varden networks …or even the other Elder if she belonged to the Varden. But this did not concern him, not at the moment…
“As for what side your on…Well… from you clothes I would say your not Imperial, but rather a Varden rebel…though looks can be deceiving as I have shown countless others myself,… not too worry, I may not be Varden, but I mean you no harm”. (which was true, as the Varden had practically banished him)
“But come talk is idle, deeds are what matter”, with these words Arthur holds out his hands in parley, and slowly, so that Seris could see what he was he was doing, he unseats his sword and holds it out for Seris to take, handle first.
“I mean you no harm,” he repeats in that quiet voice,
Just at that moment, a huge white dragon, and when I say huge…I mean huge, emerges from the thick bushes which surrounded the area.
>>>Er ,.did I interrupt something<<< she asks eying her rider curiously… >>>Not doing anything foolish are you?<<< she adds her gaze falling on the sword.
Turning to face his dragon but keeping an eye on Seris, Arthur replies >>>Oh hello Diamond…how nice of you to drop by…though your timing sure isn’t perfect<<<
At this comment Diamond snorts and begins to pad towards her rider, showing off her teeth to Seris as she comes closer. They really are big…each tooth, a spike harder then iron and sturdier then steal, her body covered with diamond scales…harder then any armour forged by man, a huge fire breathing flying lizard, more intelligent then even a king could hope for, fearless in battle and absolutely loyal to the one she calls her rider. This is what Seris now faced.
>>>Someone has to take care of you<<< she says
Raising his eyes brows Arthur looks smugly back at Seris…was that fright in her eyes?…
“Oh did I mention...I’m a Shurgutal…a dragon rider…and this is the White Diamond…my dragon” “Diamond, this is Seris…but I think its best to let her say the rest”
************* Meanwhile in the egg, the little hatchling had woken up again, having suddenly felt the presence of an unfamiliar dragon, a dragon with a commanding aura, one which she had only felt once before…though it was slightly different then This one was younger, not as powerful, perhaps, but it still had one thing in common…royalty.
The last time it had felt this presence it was when the Queen herself…the dragon queen, had come for a visit, shortly before the elves took her saphire sister away…
As far as the hatchling knew it was the only one left destined for a rider…had she come …..it was definitely female…had she come…was it time is it my turn now to travel ..to find my rider…the hatchling thought …not realising that it had already happened.
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Post by Seris Bjartevarin on Apr 26, 2007 21:39:22 GMT -5
OOC: First of all... Sorry, sorry, sorry; and sorry again. I didn't mean to disappear, but my computer died and it took me ages to persuade my dad to come and look at it. I really wish I had his magic touch; he just whacks the power supply and it starts! Aiya.. I had to inherit Papaw's green thumb instead...
Sure, that's fine. We're supposed to be playing realistically, after all. BIC: A cloud came over Seris's jade-green eyes when Arthur spoke of her jumping off the waterfall. "Of course," she muttered darkly, since there was obviously no point to keeping her thoughts to herself. Her eyes narrowed ever so slightly when he said his bit about her orders. Thanks to a few rather unpleasant experiences with the Twins and a couple other magicians, she distinctly distrusted anyone who came into her mind without at least saying something to her first. Granted, the Twins had claimed to have been checking her mind for signs of treachery after a scouting mission, but nonetheless... Then Arthur guessed correctly that she was from the Varden, and Seris merely continued to watch him with those brilliant green eyes. He had admitted that he was not Varden, but that didn't necessarily mean he was Imperial. There were plenty of dissidents inside the Empire, though it was rather curious that one of them would be hiding in the Spine next to a Dragon egg. However, he signaled for parley and offered his sword hilt, but just as Seris was deciding to give him the benefit of the doubt, there was a clamor and the girl's emerald gaze was immediately drawn to a gigantic white-silver dragon whose scales gleamed like polished stones. At least, she thought they were scales... Despite the fact that, for eighteen years, the only Dragon she had heard tell of was the King's, and so it was ingrained into the hearts of most Varden warriors to fear them, Seris's thoughts flashed immediately to Saphira -- perhaps because of the beautifully shining scales that had earned the dragon her nickname -- and the nineteen-year-old found herself standing in awe of the dragon, momentarily invisioning Saphira at that size. The dragon was already a wonder even as young as she was, and so Seris could hardly imagine her at the age of the white dragon, even more vast and powerful and grand. Seris snapped out of her reverie as Arthur spoke. ***White Diamond.. the name certainly fits,*** she thought in awe before looking back to Arthur with a raised eyebrow. "I imagine it simply slipped your mind," Seris said coolly. "I do imagine something like that would be terribly easy to forget." Seris realized that she was tempting fate by taking on this sarcastic tone, but she figured that it hardly mattered at this point; Arthur was a magician and a Rider, and his dragon was standing beside him. If they decided that she would be better off dead, it would make no difference what she said, so she might as well let off some of that annoyance that had been building up against his painfully calm, instructor-like voice and the innate distrust against those who listened to her thoughts.
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Post by ??? (To be decided) on Apr 27, 2007 17:00:16 GMT -5
From Serises thoughts Arthur knew that Seris belonged to the Varden. Up to that point he wasn’t sure, but know….now he had no more doughts. This was one person who he could trust…this was one person who, should the egg choose her, he could gladly, and without worry give the egg to, and what was maybe more important, this was one person who would not tell the king, his father about him and his deeds..
Looking from Seris to Diamond and back again to Seris, Arthur could sense her wonder. Smiling, he slowly places his sword onto the ground and walks over to Diamond. Holding out his hand he touches or rather pats Diamonds head. Then looking back at Seris he says… “Actually, I hadn’t planed for you to meet Diamond yet, later maybe, but not yet…” “The fact that she came, however, changes everything.”. Arthur says all of this in his usual polite voice. He didn’t care about Serises sudden sarcastic tone…not in the least. Anyway, there was no reason for him to get angry or annoyed, as he could sense that Seris was only testing her limits.
Diamond was still watching Seris with her beady eyes and once in a while she flashed her teeth at Seris, not enough to make someone feel…too... threatened, but still enough to make a person wary…extremely wary and very careful.
Seeing this, and sensing Serises distrust, Arthur, motions Seris to come forward. “Come Seris…don’t be …too… afraid…come forward…Diamond won’t harm you” he says kindly.
>>>Only if she doesn’t do anything foolish<<< says Diamond with a snort, but never the less she does her best to (visibly) relax.
“There, you see, she has already accepted you” says Arthur smiling. To this, Diamond gives another snort, which could be clearly understood as, don’t try your luck. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
OOC: Lets speed it up slightly
Meanwhile in the egg, the little hatchling had just become aware of another presence…two different presences in fact. Two new presences which were so different that she knew, that it just couldn’t be another dragon.
***Interesting…now who could that be?*** the little dragon thinks, now really becoming very interested. Staying as quiet as it could, the dragon tries to listen. ***Hmmm sounds …human*** she thinks as she listens…
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Post by Seris Bjartevarin on Apr 27, 2007 22:21:22 GMT -5
OOC: Fine by me. I'm rather anxious to figure out what you name will be already. XD
BIC:
Seris let out something halfway between a scoff and a chuckle when Arthur spoke; he hadn't trusted her a bit more than she him. The only thing was, he had the advantage of being able to read her thoughts, while she just had to take him at face value. Not that there was much about him readable by face value, but that was all the more reason not to trust him any more than she absolutely had to. For instance, enough to keep his dragon from eating her alive.
Those jade-green eyes turned to the dragon again as the huge creature bared her teeth. Despite the fact that this was a rather frightening situation, Seris had to fight off the urge to smile. She knew how protective dragons were of their Riders -- after all, she had seen a pair first-hand, and fought beside them. Though she wouldn't stake her life on it, Seris had the distinct impression that the dragon was only trying to frighten away any notions the girl might have of pulling something stupid. Seris, however, was not that stupid.
Again, Seris's right eyebrow raised at Arthur's comment. "Accepted me, say you?" she commented in an amused sort of way. "I find that rather hard to believe, considering that even people who I know to be on the same side as I often have a hard time doing just that." As she said this, she did her best to keep the memories of growing up an orphan in Farthen Dur from the front of her mind, though the magician probably already knew what side she was on by now, anyway.
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Post by ??? (To be decided) on Apr 28, 2007 5:43:03 GMT -5
OOC: Remember…you have to think up the names…we..or rather I will choose and have the last word from what you think up.
Hmmm …this would be a perfect entrance for the dragon to hatch… lol….after all she would accept you. Well…maybe if we flew first…that should bring the hatchling closer to the two
By the way if you ever want to do something but you need my help to get it started, or just my help in general… tell me what you have in mind and ill see what I can do to give you a good intro. BIC:
***Hmmm a person who doesn’t trust easily….but then again…that’s how most Varden are these days***[/color] thinks Arthur as he again senses Serises distrust. >>>Diamond….would it be ok if I invited her to sit on your back and fly with us?<<<< he asks suddenly.. >>>That’s a joke… right?<<< asks Diamond, her gaze leaving Seris and now looking directly at Arthur. >>>No…I’m deadly serious<<< >>>We have to find a way to gain her trust…what would be faster then to allow her to fly with us<<< he says looking towards Seris and not at Diamond (to make it look like as if they weren’t talking with each others) >>>Besides…it would be suicide for her to try anything stupid….<<< Arthur adds.
>>>Arthur…you’re my rider…ill do as you say…but…<<< >>>Yes I know…your not happy about it<<< Arthur says finishing Diamonds comment for her. >>>Please?<<< he says in a very sweet telepathic voice but before he could say anymore…. >>>Arthur…you know better then to try that sweet act on me<<< says Diamond, trying to sound annoyed, but failing. >>>Oh…why not…it used to work very well in the past<<< he says, mocking her Slightly. >>>Don’t remind me <<< says Diamond this time in a some what colder voice… >>>Anyway…yes…it…would be acceptable for her to ride along with us.<<<
>>>Thank you<<< says Arthur, knowing full well that Diamond would have accepted anyway. Turning his full attention back towards Seris he says: “Seris…come…there really is no need to fear us…” Pausing for a second, just long enough to make it look like he was considering something he adds “ “Seris…would you like to fly with us? “ he asks, motioning her to come closer.
Seeing this as the moment to act, Diamond starts to crouch , to make it easier to Seris to mount her. “See… Diamond doesn’t mind” Arthur says kindly, motioning Seris to come closer.
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Meanwhile the little dragon in the egg was trying to find out more about the two people who she now knew were outside. For a moment she tries to enter one of the humans minds, but she just couldn’t. ***This is one strong mind*** she thinks surprised by the sheer difficulty she had when trying to enter this persons mind. No matter how hard she tried to enter it…she just couldn’t. ***This is one well trained mind*** the dragon thinks again just before she gives up on him. (This was Arthur) Arthur knew that someone was trying to enter his mind though he had no way of knowing who.
Seeing that is was useless to enter this persons mind, the little dragon now tries to enter the other persons mind instead… [/size]
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Post by Seris Bjartevarin on Apr 28, 2007 22:44:41 GMT -5
OOC: Yes, I know. Although I'm not really sure what sort of names to suggest.. I'm not going to offer the name you came up with, after all...
BIC:
There was a silence after Seris's last sentence, and her green eyes narrowed ever so slightly in an almost unnoticeable betrayal of her suspicion -- not that Arthur needed to see her eyes to tell that she was suspicious, anyway. It was of little use to visually disguise her thoughts or feelings, after all; but it was ingrained into the girl after seventeen years of training, so much so that she barely even noticed anymore. Of course, other people generally did.
At last Arthur spoke again, and his words raised Seris's annoyance even higher. ***There's a difference between fear and distrust,*** she thought bitterly. Granted, there was fear in Seris's mind at the moment, but it was more for the instance that this Arthur should turn out to be working for Galbatorix, and retrieved important information about the Varden from her mind. Seris saw herself as one of many; there would likely be no one who would mourn her if she were dead, and, as a soldier, she had always been taught that her life was expendable for the good of what she fought for. It was a harsh reality, but that was war. After all, there were many more important things than ones own life; her parents had shown that, Seris knew, and as she thought it, she felt a mixture of sorrow and pride; sorrow that she had been denied the privilege of knowing them, and pride that they had done what they had.
Then Arthur said something that caught Seris completely off guard, and her brow crinkled considerably before resuming its normal appearance. The first thing that flashed through her mind was that it must be some kind of trick; yet, what was the point in Arthur's trying to pull something? If he wanted her dead, or if he wanted information, it would be simple for him to achieve without going to the bother of something like this. She could refuse.. but what would it gain? An increased chance of death or mind probing, if anything. ***The proverbial rock and hard place,*** she thought wryly as she watched the glorious white dragon.
"Doesn't mind," Seris murmured darkly at Arthur's last comment. "If she's happy about it, then I'm the Rider Vrael. But I suppose I can't argue..." She eyed Arthur's incessant smile and White Diamond's curved talons again in one sweep before looking down again to the egg at her feet. She wondered momentarily about the little creature inside it, and whether it was even aware of what was going on outside its shell.
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Post by ??? (To be decided) on Apr 29, 2007 5:33:54 GMT -5
OOC: Hey you can pick what you want…if its Cyphira, Emerald, Black Thorn, Night Shade, GoldenRod or a real name…..or anything else for that matter…just remember, I will have the last word….just make it fancy...remember I’m a dragon…not a person…well…you know what I mean
By the way…I..the dragon am totaly black (which is good for hiding at night…or in dark places) While Diamond is totally white…my counter part , good for hiding in clouds…
BIC:
Arthur could still see that Seris just didn’t trust him…at all…and that she didn’t really want to come closer… Looking into her mind, he finds out that she was wondering if he were working for the king…at this he smiles. ***Irony indeed***, he thinks as he considers his next move.***I the kings son, work to betray him*** >>>Well is she going to jump on or not<<< says Diamond, who was waiting for Seris to mount her…>>>Or would you like me to lie down and sleep, here<<< she says grumpily…>>>I don’t know if you can tell, but crouching like this isn’t exactly fun <<<
Coming back to his senses Arthur decides to act. “Seris, how can I make you trust me?” he says “You already said…I mean thought…that if I wanted you dead…which I don’t…then you would be already”…”and I have already offered you a great honour of riding with us”...”something which I would never grant a potential enemy” he adds.
>>>Hopefully you never will…as I am actually weakest up at the top<<< says Diamond grumpily, who was still waiting.
Ignoring her last words Arthur continues to speak… “As you can see I have no need to interrogate you as I have no problems in dissecting anything I need to know directly from your mind”
OOC: (Please note: Just as long as the target is even remotely thinking about it eg.. family memories are always close to your heart so Arthur would have no problems finding that info…other things like if she is able to understand the ancient language are not so easy to find…but they will be once Seris starts to think about it...she can only hide info about certain things from Arhur if she doesn’t think about it, which is usually impossible as everybody automatically thinks about something once asked about it) Hope this helps when answering your next post… BIC
“But… if you need more persuasion…no problem…” he says growing mystical…
“I am not sure if you know the ancient language… but no one can lie when speaking this divine tongue…” "Tell me Seris Bjartevarin daughter of Ryana who searched for shelter with the Varden all so many years ago…do you understand the ancient language?”.. At that moment Arthur was concentrating on his advantages over Seris, he could read her mind…and as long as she did not know how to block him out, he could dissect information from within her memories…and this…made him very powerful…this gave him a real edge over Seris…one which he would use to his advantage.
“If you do, then please…ask me any question… (at his moment Diamond gets back to her feet with a rush and twists her head to face him…>>>Arthur!… <<< she says angrily with a snarl…
“Er…I mean nearly any question” Arhur adds in quickly jumping back a bit… “and if it’s ok to tell you …ill do so.” “There are some thing’s, which I hope you understand which I just can’t tell you…for those you will have to excuse me…for the rest…I will try to answer them as best as I can”
Grumpy and staring at Arthur, Diamond tries to relax again.slowly she turns back to face Seris but she is standing now, not crouching anymore.>>Do be careful ok?...once bound by the ancient language, you have to bide by what you said<<< she says in a warning tone… to which Arthur just nodded. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
At this moment the little dragon inside the egg was already inside Serises mind.
***Ah wonderful an easy target…er.. .person who’s mind I can read with ease***. ..she thinks happily, making contact with another person for the first time in ages. Slowly she shifts through Serises mind, (No privacy for you today lol) looking for certain bits of information…such as…personality, skills, knowledge etc…
While reading through her mind she suddenly comes across another presence…(Arthurs who was also reading Serises mind)
***Hey…whats this,*** she thinks suddenly becoming alert…
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Arthur was just waiting for Seris to answer his latest question, when he suddenly comes across another presence. ***What…what is this*** he thinks with great interest…slowly, with caution and great skill he tries to enter this new mind…. At this moment his eyes widen… ***another dragon*** At that moment he could sense barrier creating , but he pushed through them… ***Hmm not very powerful is it*** he thinks as he continues to push forward, looking for weak areas as he had been trained to do. Then he felt panic, ***loosing control too*** he continues to thing..***rare for a dragon…*** Then it dawned to him…this was the dragon in the egg… Quickly he sends one word, >>>Sorry<<< to the other dragon and breaks the connection…
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At the precise moment when Arthur tries to enter the dragons mind, she notices his intrusion. ***Whoa…now that’s one strong mind…*** she thinks, as she tries to keep him out of her mind…but she couldn’t…no matter how many barriers she puts up, this new mind just broke right through. Desperately she tries to tries to keep this new presence out, but she just continues to fail. Now, starting to panic, her barriers start to break down, struggling to regain her weak barriers, she also tries to keep personal information from appearing in the front of her mind…***this is going to be one hard battle*** she thinks desperately using all of her mind power to keep the intruder from her mind.
Just when she thinks she can’t take anymore she hears a single word >>>sorry (in the dragon language which also takes her by surprise)<<< then the presence was gone again.
Breathing heavily ...***that was close…too close*** she thinks feebly…as she does her best to relax.
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