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venombite ([personal profile] venombite) wrote in [community profile] warforged2014-06-11 12:25 am

01: Obsidian Sanctum

Who: Cynder, Black Dragonsfolk
What: Bandwagoning the new arrival thing
Where: Obsidian Sanctum
When: New Arrival period proper
Warnings: Black Dragonsworn doing Black Dragonsworn things.



[Home is now a lava pit, it seems.

Cynder understood this was a different world. She understood something had happened to her own, and then she'd been snatched away to this place. Whatever that cloaked biped had said, she recalled most of it, and the imagery of dragons of multiple colors, and that somehow she was supposed to help. What she didn't understand was why Spyro hadn't been called instead. The Purple Dragon was after all, a hero. She ... was not.

She hadn't moved from the dark cave she'd woken in, black scales on black stone allowing plenty of natural camouflage once she'd tucked herself up and folded her wings tightly against her sides, trying to get her bearings. Only when she's managed to settle her nerves enough was she willing to leave her hiding spot - and that perhaps only because there are other dragons outside. Dark ones, like herself, instead of the blaze of yellow, blue, green and red she'd gotten used to at the Dragon's Temple. They might be strangers, but she was in their territory, and if they wanted to hurt her she'd be hurt.

The small dragon's exploration of the Obsidian Sanctum is as silent as she can make it, exceedingly cautious and as unobtrusive as she can manage. The dragonkin guards were intimidating enough to keep her from approaching too closely, save attempting to get around some and investigate the eggs very ... very gently. Dragon eggs were always precious things, and she won't touch, but they seemed a little strange. They had spikes.

And then further poking around, slinking from place to place low to the ground, using scent as well as sight and sound to tell what's where. She blends in fairly well all told, save the silver collar, bracers and tailband she wore; spotting her as she picks her way warily about, giving anyone and anything draconic a politely wide berth to try to avoid drawing possible trouble. Non-dragons, or things blatantly not related to them as the dragonkin were, however might draw the attention of Cynder very quickly.]
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (reminiscing for the head game)

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-06-15 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe not "allies" exactly, but killing them isn't in our best interest.

[He strangely finds himself actually liking the small dragon, so there's at least less chance that he'll ultimately try to be her undoing, one day.]

New powers seems to be a common them among the dragonsworn. Surion, the blackflight's "Dragon Mage" as he's called, said that this world changes people. [He smirks.] I'm still figuring it out; I doubt I've even scratched the surface.

And thank you.
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (did you know I could eat souls)

No worries! Work has been getting to me, too. I can ping the mods for Surion if you want!

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-06-20 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Without his new magic he'd probably be dead within days of arriving to this place, so Cynder makes a fair point.

He snorts.]
He might actually get a kick out of you. [What with being a dragon and all.] He should be around the sanctum somewhere. We could likely find him.
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (no one wants your mana candy doctor)

dropped them a line!

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-06-25 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
[He contemplates telling her why he was walking as he had been (he was counting and keeping a tally of the blackflight eggs), but decides it would better suit him to keep that information to himself.]

Not at all, I haven't seen the Dragon Mage lately, myself. Come along then.
mortalforged: (SURION)

I was out of town, but hello :)

[personal profile] mortalforged 2014-06-25 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Surion is in his elven form as is to be expected. He's busy staring at some shiny crystal on the flat rock in front of him; there appears to be quite a bit of it, broken and scattered. It looks like obsidian, but it's cloudy in places.

He heard them coming, which is probably why he doesn't look surprised. He pulls away from his project and greets his visitors with a smile, polite and distant as always.]


Greetings. What is it you require of me, dragonsworn?
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (madness)

and I totally forgot I now need to track the thread

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-06-27 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[It isn't like they were trying to be particularly stealthy in their wanderings; the Master wouldn't want to even try startling Surion. But the Master does give the crystal a frown, wondering if it was important enough to warrant the Dragon Mage's attention, or if Surion was just... well. Spacing out.]

Oh, nothing much, just an ever-curious new arrival. A dragon, even. [He nods down at Cynder and then smirks at Surion.] Thought she belonged here at first. Cynder, Surion. Surion, Cynder.
mortalforged: (SURION)

sorry for the delay, I got sick after I got back fjdklsfjksldfsdsf

[personal profile] mortalforged 2014-07-04 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
She does look very much like a black dragonling.

[He may smell familiar-- he was the one who gave her the brief talk before she was deposited in the sanctum. Though, he was hooded then. He carries the scent of ash and cinders. He smells, well, like a dragon.]

It is a pleasure to meet you properly, Cynder. [He bows slightly, but not too far.] You may ask whatever you like-- I am here to facilitate the relationship between dragons and dragonsworn. There are some requests I cannot grant, as there are limits to even my power, but I will do what I can to make you comfortable here. It is my hope that I can arm you as well, so that you may fight alongside us.
Edited 2014-07-04 05:48 (UTC)
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (turn and tremble be judgmental)

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-07-04 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[The Master likes her better than the sanctum's dragonlings.

For the moment, he keeps quiet and remains, though he could easily slide off, or maybe take a trip outside of the sanctum.

Instead, he sticks around, listening for anything that he might be able to make use of another time.

Knowledge is power, after all.]
mortalforged: (SURION)

[personal profile] mortalforged 2014-07-08 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
Our dragonflight, as you will find, is rather reclusive. I'm afraid that many of my brethren are somewhat... touched in the head. I would not try their tempers, even on a pleasant day.

[Dragons can totally wear armor though. He's thinking.] A breastplate may help you, as long as it's made from a material that won't bog you down too much. The smaller dragons have softer scales due to their age, though of course, yours may be different. We could make you talon-sheaths...

[His eyes shift back to the Master.]

Thank you for bringing Cynder to me. Is there anything you need, personally?
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (they're coming to take me away)

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-07-08 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
["Touched." Nice, Surion.

...

Busted.

He grins.]


Actually, there is. I have a few questions, but perhaps another time. [Which really is for Surion's benefit, even if the Dragon Mage may not realize it. He doubts Surion wants others to hear the Master asking about "Neltharion the Earth-Warder" and what changed with that (though the Master has a pretty good idea).]
mortalforged: (SURION)

[personal profile] mortalforged 2014-07-09 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
They shouldn't attack you as long as you don't bother them. If they do, come to me immediately and I will make sure they know you are off-limits. [His tone is still very polite and pleasant, but there is a hard edge to his smile, to his eyes. He has a protective streak-- and why not, when the blacks were guardians of the deep earth?

He eyes the Master somewhat curiously, but doesn't volunteer a choice.]
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (tear it all anew)

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-07-11 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
[He thinks maybe he could afford keeping Cynder in the loop, but no, another time, perhaps. He isn't quite sure how Surion will react in front of one blacksworn, let alone two.

He smiles lopsidedly at Cynder.]


If you don't mind, dear.
mortalforged: (SURION)

[personal profile] mortalforged 2014-07-12 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[He gives Cynder a little bow before she leaves, and then he simply waits patiently, smiling pleasantly at the Master like the good civil servant he is.]

You had some questions for me?
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (I'll take the world)

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-07-13 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
I want to know what made "Neltharion the Earth-Warder" become "Deathwing." What changed.

[Probably the same thing that changes most beings. A lust for power.

Still. He has to know (a lust for knowledge).

He doesn't grin like he wants to, but he keeps his voice and expression straight and calm.]
mortalforged: (SURION)

[personal profile] mortalforged 2014-07-13 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
[His eyebrows jump. To his credit, he only lets out a soft 'ah' at the name, and a knowing smile. He continues to smile as he closes his eyes, collecting himself.]

My, my. Where did you hear that name? I am most curious, you see, as no one-- and I mean no one-- calls my master by that name.
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (I'm feeling much better my friend)

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-07-13 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
[See, isn't it nice that Cynder isn't here?]

No one, you say? I think someone still does--even if, you could say, she "knows better." [Now he chances a small, almost wolfish grin.] A certain Aspect of the Red Dragonflight.
mortalforged: (SURION)

[personal profile] mortalforged 2014-07-13 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
[His smile doesn't budge, though it does grow a little at the edges. He meets every point of the Master's wolfish expression with a sharp-toothed grin of his own. And his fangs are much, much sharper-- to say nothing of the claws he's hiding beneath the wispy sleeves of his robe.]

How on earth did you get an audience with the Dragonqueen? One might even accuse you of treason. That would be so unfortunate. You might want to keep your voice down, I think...
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (no one wants your mana candy doctor)

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-07-13 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Unfortunately it's only Deathwing that the Master fears. Surion he sees as nothing more than a henchmen.]

Didn't you know? I thought all you Dragon Mages were in the loop on these sorts of things. The redsworn threw a big ol' party at their Sanctum. I just happened to stumble across the "Dragonqueen," as you call her.

[Though even if he had no intention of treason (yet), there is a tiny stray thought of worry in his mind. He doesn't let it show. He can't afford to.]

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