Ruin's Dawn: Storied Gold

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Re: Ruin's Dawn: Storied Gold

Mon Sep 13, 2021 11:13 pm

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Kalortah flew with a purpose, with determination, and with a very sharp sword.

He carried with him the resolve that had eluded him through his thirty something arcs. In all his life, he'd been searching for something to hold up in value. For the longest time all he had loyalty toward was himself, and that of his own kind who he once saw as reflecting his own glory. Now, he saw the truth of it. Delroth was right about the Avriel. They were a fallen people, desolate and savage. He would not remember when they'd persecuted the Unfeathered. Hiding them in dark caves, and then killing them by the hundreds, trying to purge the plague that had befallen them. He would not forgive that, and he swore if he ever saw another show of such blithe disregard for something he had valued, he would make them pay with a vengeance.

This aukari was just such a one, speaking with such imperious nonsensical nonsequiturs. He couldn't handle the truth? What was that even about? Probably some ploy to distract, so Kalortah discarded it as nonsense babble that it was.

As he struck the man's arm, grazing it and his blade extending past the point, he drew it backward, buffeting his wings to send himself pedaling backward while also drawing the blade against his arm further.

The aukari wreathed himself in flames, and asked about an artifact. But Kalortah had no time to talk. Instead, he thrust again and again at the man, defending when he could, but seeking always to deliver a fatal blow. Life was nothing without something to aspire to. And the Storied Gold within that vault, the Golden Flock, and the creatures... Those were of value. The Avriel's greed called him to their defense, as he declared this place to be a Nest, unassailable by any who meant to do harm.

Yet if that didn't work, he would continue to fight, until the opponents before him were dead, or he himself met his end.







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Re: Ruin's Dawn: Storied Gold

Tue Sep 14, 2021 4:53 am

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Alyssia slowed to a walk when they entered a new room. She looked back not wanting to get too far from where Kalortah was. However, the man had told her to stay with the dragons and the geese so she would do as he said. The teen was in no position to say anything to the contrary. The girl stopped at a few tables gently running her hands over the table before looking at the beautiful treasures that were all around them. The teen smiled and waved at the different animals she saw not sure if she could approach them. Normally animals in the wild did not appreciate when someone they did not know approached them so she would exercise the same caution.

There were flashes of things that did not appear to be the same normal forest creatures that she was used to seeing. Though it made her sad to not get a clear view on any of them the girl watched as the geese began to act erratic. She wanted to ask about what they were upset about, but without Kalortah there to help her understand the teen was clueless. A gasp left her lips as she jerked around and looked at the man that came out of hiding from behind a stack nearby.

“Who are you? Why are you here?” Alyssia gulped when the man began to approach as the geese tried to protect the dragonlings.

The teen moved between him and the geese refusing to let them be harmed. Though her heart hammered in her chest as there was little more, she could do than let her fire take over and possibly end her own life. Taking a deep breath, Alyssia tried to put on as brave a face as she could. They had been tasked to stop the Aukari cult, so she would have to figure out what to do.

“And how do you know that I am not a fighter where I come from? What would have been your plan if you had a teen with you?” Alyssia asked with a glare.







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Re: Ruin's Dawn: Storied Gold

Wed Sep 15, 2021 3:35 am

Saun 35, Arc 721


Kalortah blazed into the corridor with purpose, focus and commitment, sword drawn, and enemy temporarily stunned by the ferocity of the attack. The avriel had a plan, pairing his adequate skill with a blade with flying, detection and a whole lot of intimidation, and it worked. The Aukari was caught off guard, stumbling back as Kalortah’s rapier bit into his arm. As Kalortah pushed back with his wings, the nick became a long cut. It wasn’t deep or life-threatening, but it was going to leave an impressive scar.

The Aukari finally got enough wits about him to mount a proper offense and defense, parrying the avriel’s attacks the best he could, taking brief opportunities to strike out against his winged opponent. Neither combatant was especially skilled with their blade. They might have been equally skilled, but the difference was in their unequaled motivations, and that’s where Kalortah gained the advantage. He was fighting for something.

The battle raged on a few trills longer, although it might have seemed like forever. Who really knows where time goes when pitched in battle. The Aukari and Kalortah both had their focus locked on the other, so what happened next was something of a surprise. Well, not entirely, for the avriel saw a flash of white and gold just before it happened.

The Aukari screamed, and Kalortah quickly saw why. Latched onto the inside of the enemy’s thigh was Gandersauce, biting down and holding on for dear life for a moment. The cornona was still active around the enemy, but the goose didn’t seem to care, releasing only when it was too much for him to hold on. It had been enough to allow one of the avriel’s thrusts to land, piercing the Aukari’s side in a shallow manner. The enemy backed away, clearly in pain and bleeding, but it gave Kalortah a moment...which he used to invoke ‘Nest’ 'Nest' will be active to this location from Saun 721. 'Nest' was included in the approved dev'd location write-up for Starling Manor in Rharne, but was not included in the actual location on the Rharne boards. Details for this will be available when the thread is reviewed!.

He would know immediately that it had worked, but since the enemy was already inside, there was no way to keep the sanctuary hidden from their eyes. Kalortah would have to work with what he had.

Gandersauce moved off to the side, appearing to be a bit scorched and breathing labored, but otherwise just fine.

There were more Aukari shouts coming from down the hallway, although it was difficult to determine how far away they were.



Alyssia had her own issues to deal with, and arguably was in a bit of a tighter bind. Mustering up all the courage she could, the little spitfire, planted herself between the dragonlings, geese and approaching Aukari dude. The dragonlings were not shiny happy creatures, hissing at the man, and the Golden Flock had their say too, honking and hissing, adding their voices to the chorus.

“Hmmm. Well, the who isn’t important, although I’m sure you have a pretty good guess. The ‘why’? That seems to fluctuate with the moment. I seem to be currently between motivations, although I'm sure something will come to me quickly enough."

Looking around, Alyssia would see a wide assortment of antique weapons. Swords, daggers, shields, staffs. Many were in close vicinity to her.

Grinning, he casually tossed his sword from one hand to the next as they had their little exchange, taking slow steps towards her. “Do you think I don’t know what you are, girl? It’s obvious. What isn’t clear, is how you’ve managed to survive so long. Maybe we should explore that a bit, shall we? You are obviously under a bit of stress..." As if to emphasis his point, he lunged at her a bit, laughing, just to see what she would do. Boss Gosling and Fowler Goosestep immediately moved in front of her, shielding her from the antics of the man, hissing violently at him.

Aukari shouts sounded nearby, but similar to Kalortah, the girl wouldn't be able to place how near or far they were. She should have been able to understand what was being said, but the words were a bit garbled, and she had other matters pulling her attention. What the shouts did manage to do, however, is draw the attention of the Aukari with her, briefly, and give her a moment to think and consider her options.


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Re: Ruin's Dawn: Storied Gold

Fri Sep 17, 2021 10:45 pm

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Kalortah knew immediately that his establishment of a Nest had worked. Not because suddenly all of his enemies were expelled or driven off or made blind within the Nest. No, that was beyond the purview of this particular ability. He knew it worked, because now he was intrinsically aware of every object that laid within the Nest. This obviously didn't apply to things that were carried by others, especially his enemies. But every pebble that was kicked out of place, every thing that existed as separate to the structure, and indeed, even the artifact and treasure that was told of was laid bare to his eyes. He would know where it was.

So he swiftly swung his sword to the side, away from Gandersauce, to cast off the blood of the aukari. He wiped it off the fire-head's clothing, and then sheathed it. Then he turned to Gandersauce with a sympathetic look. Poor thing. He picked it up, gingerly as he could. "Let's go find the treasure, and the girl. We will get out of here, but first, you look hungry." He smiled at the bird, and then reached into his domain bag to retrieve nine of the ten grapes that were given to him by Delroth's faithful, for his part in claiming the Emerald Tree. He fed all nine to Gandersauce, to bring him back to full health. He helped feed him each, one by one, until he was well again. Then he set him on the ground. It was perhaps the most selfless thing he'd done. But he supposed he owed it to the goose, and he wouldn't be able to look in a mirror if he'd let the goose die when he could've lived. The mirror thing was most important.

He took to the air again, invoking a cloak of wind from his Tarouz mark to help direct their flight as he flew alongside Gandersauce.

Knowing where everything was within the Nest, Kalortah easily found his way toward where the geese and Alyssia were. He alighted to the ground just beyond the corner, trying to stay somewhat hidden. He held up a hand for Gandersauce to stay put for the moment, then drew his sword out of its scabbard. With a motion, he directed the wind to push the aukari that was currently trying to bully Alyssia off balance.

Then he charged. He came with all his flight expertise, letting his sword point lead the way forward as he flew. He would try to dispatch him quickly, and hopefully his strike would land true enough that they'd incapacitate the aukari. He only wanted him out of the way for now, in order that the Golden Flock could make their way where they were going. Kalortah would lead them, in that event, but first the Aukari needed dealing with.




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Re: Ruin's Dawn: Storied Gold

Tue Sep 21, 2021 3:27 am

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Alyssia gasped and backed up nearly tripping in the process as the man decided to lunge at her. The girl could feel her heart rate picking up as she knew exactly what the man was. Though he would not tell her his name. She gulped when he told her that he knew exactly what she was as well. Her body began to shake with fear as her nostrils flared while in fear. She didn’t want to lose control, but she couldn’t stop the flood of emotions that she was feeling.

A scream left her mouth as she closed her eyes and put her arms up in a half asses attempt to protect herself. She could feel the fire building up again as her heart rate increased from the fear she felt. The teen did not want to die, nor did she want to fail. When the man stopped hearing the cries of his companions the teen glanced up and quickly grabbed a big plate that could serve as some sort of protection against him.

“No, you don’t know anything about me,” Alyssia said with a glare as her fire began to burn brighter.

Any more stress and she would burst into flames the teen threw the plate at the man’s head to get his attention. Alyssia did not want to see Kalortah get hurt if she could help it. The teen tried to take off running before the man could grab her. The young Aukari no longer felt safe to be around the small, beautiful dragons or the geese. If she could keep the man’s attention on her then perhaps Kal would make it back in time from handling the others.

“Come on! You want to test how much stress that I can handle then come get me!” Alyssia called with determination in her eyes.







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Re: Ruin's Dawn: Storied Gold

Wed Sep 22, 2021 1:39 am

Saun 35, Arc 721


The Aukari that Kalortah had wounded was in no condition to fight much of anything, slumping to the ground. The avriel attended to Gandersauce, feeding grapes to the creature and over the course of a few moments, restoring the health of the creature. The goose expressed his appreciation by nuzzling against Kalortah’s hand gently, but both felt the urgency to get back to the Golden Flock and Alyssia.

Speaking of Alyssia, the young lady was in a bit of a position, and not a good one. After fleeing with the Golden Flock and dragonlings deeper into the sanctum, she found herself somewhat cornered by a nasty-tempered Aukari who, for the moment, seemed intent on toying with her. The dragonlings hissed at the intruder, and the geese sounded all the alarms they could, honking with everything they had.

With Kalortah nowhere Alyssia could see him, she did a brave thing. A very brave thing. Grabbing a plate from a nearby platform, she stood and threw it at her would-be attacker, who easily dodged it, laughing all the more.

…..until he wasn’t.

The room they were in was rather large. High ceilings and all that. It’s possible they noticed them earlier but really, Kalortah and Alyssia had been distracted by other things. What was important about that fact was not what the room contained, but who the room had been built to accommodate. Silent until that time, behind Alyssia, came a form, growling loudly. A large form it seemed, and many, many smaller ones. The light, however, wasn’t sufficient to see exactly what was there.

The Aukari man that had been taking such pleasure in taunting Alyssia saw the form and decided that it wasn’t something he wished to face, turning abruptly, but finding himself skewered through the chest by Kalortah’s swift approach and sharp rapier. A look of surprise took over his features, form quickly slumping to the floor.

“Well,” a deep female voice said. “I suppose that’s that.” The voice was familiar to both, and they would instantly know that the owner of it was the one that had spoken to them earlier – the disembodied voice, offering guidance and support.

As the darkness of the room fell away and the figure moved out of the shadows, what was fully revealed would truly startle the pair. Scales of brilliant, polished gold, as was the webbing of her wings. Her claws and teeth were an iridescent sort of silver, and she was slight for a creature of her nature, only twenty feet from nose to tail. Her expression as she looked down upon the two left was gentle, or as gentle as a dragon could look, but there was no doubt of what she was.

Neither would note any aggression in her body language or towards them. The Golden Flock, Boss Gosling, Gandersauce and Fowler Goosestep included, all flocked to the dragon, offering their greetings in the form of soft honks, snuggling up against the large form briefly. A moment passed between them, and the dragon nodded her head gently in respect to the geese.

“A proper introduction is warranted, I believe. First, allow me to apologize that you were brought here against your will. That was not my doing. Unfortunately, there were many energies at play here totrial.” Her voice was full of what both would recognize as regret, but she continued. “I did the best I could to guide and protect you from my slumbering state. My name is Drathaidir and this is my museum, a collection and preservation of all the most beautiful things of Idalos,” looking down at the remnants of the plate Alyssia tossed at the Aukari, “minus one. Oh dear. That one was new to the collection, but no matter because it was used for a noble purpose, young one.”

Smiling best she could for a dragon, she glanced down at the young girl. “You were very brave. I’m proud of you, and others will be too.”

As Drathaidir moved forward, the pair would note the presence of creatures they hadn’t noticed before, poking out from behind the larger form. Smaller than the dragonlings, gold in color with big red eyes and tiny little horns, the dragonets curiously watched Kalortah and Alyssia, unsure of them just yet. Their small little wings almost appeared to be comprised of webbing and gold sheets. "You've already met my Gaithir, the newborn dragonlings, and these littlest ones are my Dragonets, the Paithesir." she said, indicating the latter with her nose as she named them.

“Now that you know who we are, I would hear more of who you are. I know some, but not all.” Her tone was sincere, patiently waiting for them to introduced themselves. Fully in the light now, Drathaidir settled and gave them her full attention, allowing the dragonlings to surround her, laying down.

Once they had introduced themselves, Drathaidir nodded, gazing upon them.

“I owe you both, and your companions that were with you before, a debt. Dragons are aware of the world, usually as watchers and observers. We know what goes on out there, but sometimes things can be hidden from us. There will be far-reaching repercussions from totrial’s events, things you both will soon learn, but in this moment, please allow me to offer my gratitude.”

Turning to Alyssia, she spoke softly, lowering a bit to be closer to the girl. “Little one, you should never have been here. You were brought forth as a potential distraction for the others. What they didn’t count on, however, was your bravery and own particular brand of inner fire.” Alyssia would note that Fowler Goosestep was next to her, gently nudging her hand, and Drathaidir smiled. “This one would like to go with you. Because of your age, I cannot ask you to take on duties at this time, but know that when you are a little older, you have a spot reserved for you as a curator of the museum, finding beautiful things in the world, for us to preserve and all to enjoy. This goose will allow you entry into my inner Sanctum – a place only curators and other privileged souls have access to.”

Nodding to a pedestal nearby with her nose, Drathaidir spoke again to Alyssia, having another gift for her. Upon a red pillow, was a gold coin with intricate embossing. “This is for you as well. I cannot stress strongly enough that you need to find someone to train you in meditation. That which burns inside of you almost succeeded in destroying you. However, until such time as you can control it yourself, this coin, when pressed against your skin, will remind you of the feeling you felt when you were tossed into the Halcyon Lagoon by my caretakers. It will provide you with a measure of protection.”

A few additional words were spoken to Alyssia, sincere and hopefully comforting. “Enjoy being young, little one. There are adults all around you that will help guide you when the time is right. Take your time growing up. Responsibilities will come soon enough. Enjoy the journey.”

Then the dragon turned to Kalortah, raising to her full height. The Golden Flock, minus Fowler Goosestep, drew to attention. “Your path has been unsure and confusing at times, but I cannot ignore what you did for me and those I care about, for it far outweighs the past. You stepped up and protected the Golden Flock and those with you, showing bravery and determination. I watched you grow from the time you arrived outside my door, to this very moment, and that is a blessing.”

Nodding to the geese with her nose, Drathaidir continued. “My caretakers have asked me to name you ‘Centurion’ of the Golden Flock, for your deeds. I agree that it is a fitting reward.” Boss Gosling waddled forward, nuzzling against Kalortah’s hand. “This one desires to go with you, and for a few good reasons. First, having her with you will allow you to access my inner Sanctum, which is only available to my curators and other privileged individuals. I would also grant you a curator title, should you desire it. They come and go, striking out into the world and finding it’s treasures to be preserved. As well, she will be able to tell you the general condition and status of the Golden Flock here. Should they need your help, you will know.”

Hearing soft honking coming from nearby, Drathaidir smiled. “She also thinks, perhaps, you might need a bit of help with these….” Tossing her snout in the opposite direction, the group would see more geese coming forward, guiding four smaller goslings in the avriel’s direction. “The Flock thanks you and asks you to care for these goslings. The start of your own flock, perhaps?”

Glancing between Alyssia and Kalortah, she wasn’t done yet. “As well, a Gaithir and Paithesir companion for each of you. I think there is much that could be equally learned about each other, given the chance. But please know that you can accept or decline any or all of these. As always, it is your choice, and you are free to do so without worry of offense.”

Gandersauce gave a cheerful honk, waddling over to Kalortah and nuzzling his head against the avriel's leg. "Thank you," he honked, knowing Kalortah would understand him, before waddling off into the darkness, allowing Drathaidir to explain. "He is meant for another. I hope your paths cross again sometrial. He is very fond of you, Centurion."


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Re: Ruin's Dawn: Storied Gold

Thu Sep 23, 2021 10:27 pm

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Kalortah let the aukari that he skewered fall off the blade, allowing his weight to drag him off, and then flinging the boiling blood of the aukari off to the side. It was a messy and disgusting business, but Kalortah had risen to the thrill of combat before, and suspected now would not be the last time. Although he much preferred the gentler arts.

The avriel then saw what the Aukari saw, striding out of the darkness and shining with golden and silver brilliance. It was beautiful, for lack of a more flattering descriptor. Kalortah couldn’t have put its beauty, richness, and absolute splendor into words. He suddenly felt very proud to be here, the first to greet this ancient being back into the world. Devin would be so very envious! That alone almost made everything that came before worth it.

”I am Kalortah Satravial, the Voice of Calamity, Adored by Delroth, and Grandmaster Singer. It’s a great honor to meet you…” But then, the Dragon went on to introduce herself as Drathaidir. She explained that she was a collector and preserver of beautiful things across Idalos. An intriguing idea. Kalortah wondered if beauty was limited to inanimate objects, or if she collected beautiful creatures and people as well? No matter. Kalortah listened as she consoled the young Alyssia.

Eventually, however, her attention returned to important matters. To Kalortah’s contribution and involvement in this adventure. Her opening words left a sour taste with Kalortah, somewhat, but then she went on to praise his bravery. Of course, as she should. She offered him a title, that of curator of her museum. The companionship of Boss Gosling, as well as the start of his own flock of geese, with four of the golden-winged goslings flocking over toward him. ”I will care for them and bring them up with me. You have my word, and I’ll proudly accept the title of curator.”

She promised a companion, another set, to each of them. A dragonling and dragonet. One of the creatures hatched from the golden eggs, as well as a smaller, pocket-sized golden dragonet. Kalortah bowed in gratitude, ”I will happily accept their company. And what beautiful creatures they are! I would be honored to be a centurion of the Golden Flock.”

Kalortah watched as Gandersauce waddled over to him, and then nuzzled his head against his leg, honking a thank you before waddling off into the darkness. Drathaidir ensured him that he would be going to another, assuring him that his actions on Gandersauce’s behalf were appreciated. ”Farewell, Gandersauce… Ahem…” He turned to Alyssia, and said as kindly as he could manage, ”You’ve done well, Alyssia, though you may have been brought as a mere decoy toward our efforts, you performed admirably as our decoy. I’ve every confidence you’ll be a great Baroness someday! And if you would, put in a good word with Saoire for me?

Kalortah then turned to face his flock, and pair of dragon-kin. He clapped his hands together, and looked them over, as Centurion. ”Well then, shall we fly?”




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