your hands protect the flames

[modforged]

Who: The Dragonsworn
What: The first arrival of the Dragonsworn goes a bit...awry.
Where: Scattered around the perimeter of Suramar.
When: Dawn on March 21st
Warnings: Please PM the mods if any warnings are needed

It is almost as if you've woken from a daydream when the ground meets your feet. The stench of fire is overpowering, and though dawn is just approaching in the canopies of Kalimdor, bright flashes of green can be seen between the branches of impossibly tall trees. If that doesn't snap you out of your surprise, then the sound of nearby spitting in demonic tongue may persuade you to get a grip and notice your surroundings -- you are not alone. There are others like you, huddled just a bit too close, with a somewhat familiar face keeping you from advancing further. Looking down at your hands may briefly reveal a momentary flash of color, but nothing lasting more than a few seconds.

The mages of each flight take the helm of their charges, and they are quick to notice any movement from their groups despite channeling some sort of spell to keep you protected. Stray fire will bounce off an invisible shield that ripples when anything make contact with it. There seems to be nothing in sight but your new comrades, and your guardian -- at least not on the ground. The sky has flying demons swarming a pack of dragons -- and the dragons are very clearly losing. Look just a bit farther, and you might find more dragons, though these clearly have different colored scales than the ones above your head.

While distracted, you may hear your guardian speak to you. "There may yet be wounded nearby -- if you care to, bring them here, and we will tend to them from the Sanctum." Briefly, they gesture skyward, toward the dragons flying overhead. "Do not bring to us any that are not our own, lest you invite their demise!"

But the mage is focused on casting -- they are in no position to halt your advance, and they know it. They speak with concern -- concern for you, concern for the dire situation at hand. The demonic cackling is drawing near. The forests are rapidly becoming overrun, and there are already a few dragons slain on the forest floor.

"Take care, Dragonsworn -- I am bringing us to safety, but it will take time. To wander far is to invite your ruin, and we cannot afford the loss of your life."

[OOC: You are free to mingle on this post as you choose, despite the flight groups being scattered through the forests around Suramar -- after this log, you will be separated into your sanctums, and your interactions will be watched much more closely. Attempting to enter the city itself will result in a vicious attack from demons that will kill. The Dragon Mages will be tagging sporadically to heroes of their matching flight, and the conclusion of this log will lead Dragonsworn through portals to their Sanctums.]

Comments

[windandrain]

In her daze, Saori had ended up heading away from the battle and out into the trees herself. A conversation with a stranger had shaken her out of the funk a little bit, and she's significantly more wary, certainly enough to note the sound of a heartbeat and the scent of a stranger as she moves by a tree.

Hand on her sword, she calls out, "Who's there?"

[pouts]

The number of times Nowi has been approached by someone with a blade has been too many to count, so she's not exactly frightened by the idea of getting chopped up. Most usually back down once she tells them what she is and so in her haste, she blurts it out.

"A mean and ferocious dragon who will tear you limb to limb if you--!" She pauses to sniffle as if she had been crying before continuing, "--if you threaten her! Yeah, that's what Nowi is!"

[windandrain]

And Saori steps around the tree, focusing in on the sound and noting the sniffle. It didn't sound like any dragon she'd ever met. Granted, Draco had been enormous, and the others...well...they were her peers in Heaven...or Helios' pets.

"And would you do that if I were a dragonfriend, young one?" she said from not far away.

[pouts]

"Maybe, maybe not." Nowi thinks on the question for less than fifteen seconds before giving a more solid answer. "Nowi's never had a dragonfriend before because I was taken from my clan when I was just a baby."

What a tragic story she gives away so easily. She's too trusting and it'll be inevitable downside, though so far it's earned her more allies than enemies.

[windandrain]

Well, that's not exactly what she'd expected at all. Some flippant remark maybe, but not that. If she were in a more caring, motherly mood then it might've given her a reason feel bad for the girl. But, given that she's in the middle of her own Euripidean tragedy...all it does is make her frown.

"That's unfortunate. I'd rather not be eaten, child. We've got enough problems without fighting ourselves."

[pouts]

"That's right." Eating people might be a bad idea anyway, she's decided.

"All these problems are too adult-like for Nowi to deal with. Maybe we can play a game or do something fun instead."

An emphasis on the obvious word of choice.

[windandrain]

Saori snorts, not sure what to make of that. Fun and games in the middle of a warzone? Honestly, she's heard weirder, and even stranger, she doesn't want to leave this child alone to find fun. Or possibly death. That would be bad.

Given that it's about the one thing she feels capable of doing...

"What did you have in mind?"

[pouts]

"Oh, you really want to play?"

It comes as a surprise to her. It shouldn't naturally considering the situation and the amount of danger around the pair, who would take the time out of their day to play with a child?

"Most people usually try to find ways out of it. Oh goodie, oh goodie. I'm going to come up with a really fun game for us both!"

[windandrain]

"Yes, if it will keep you out of danger. I'd rather not leave you alone, unattended."

It's not really her first choice, no, but it's evident that the child isn't really all that good at hiding, or...intimidating enemies away. Not that she expects demons to be scared of much.

"While you think, we should find a place to hide, alright? Some place safer than right here in the open."