The Portal
HEROES ALWAYS GET REMEMBERED BUT YOU KNOW LEGENDS NEVER DIE The darkness fades, and he appears. He falls from the sky, tumbling hard onto the ground so the wind is knocked from him. A hearty grunt flees him as he rights himself, hobbling slightly from the pain in his legs after his fall. He's dizzy, disorientated; for a moment his memory is blurred and he wonders why everything seems so different, until it hits him. Helovia has fallen. Kaos has won. Isopia is dead. It's hard to decide which of those things is the most worrying, but he's not ready to face any of them yet. It is better to focus on action, on getting organised here - he can worry about his emotions later. Hiding from the inevitable crushing tide of grief is only going to make it harder, but it's more important to organise himself and his family before he allows himself to fall victim to feeling. His dragons tumble through after him, landing in crumpled heaps beside him. Vadir immediately clambers up onto Volterra's massive hindquarters, preening angrily, but her red brother remains prone on the ground. There's a glazed look in his eye, and his mental bond to the Indomitable is fuzzy and unfocused. It fades further, until the titan begins to panic; why can he not feel his oldest companion? "Vérzés, what are you doing? What's happening?" Panic begins to rise, because there's only Vadir's overwhelming consciousness now - Vérzés is gone, his emotions no longer filtering into Volterra's mind. His absence is jarring, like a limb ripped agonisingly from him, and he's hardpressed to fight the tide of terror and pain at the sensation. The gaping wound in his mind aches and throbs, like salt applied to a fresh cut. Slowly the red rises, shakes his head. He's frothing at the mouth, and his eyes are wild. With a savage snarl that doesn't sound at all like him, he launches onto his wings and unleashes a blast of solid toxic. "Vérzés, no!" The dragon's scream is a hideous sound, making the beast's ears pin with displeasure, and he can do nothing but stare in confusion as Vérzés thrashes like a rabid wolf then disappears into the darkness of the forest. Volterra feels raw in his absence; for three years he's had the red in his mind, and now he's gone. There's only Vadir, her cold, intelligent consciousness a stark contrast to his own, and no balm for the gaping welt where the red once was. Even the gold doesn't seem quite right, her emotions fading in and out and her expression one of slight nausea as she rocks on his back. The loss of his dragon is another thing he can't allow himself to worry about yet, as much as he wants to curl into a ball and pray that this is all a sick dream. He forces his anxiety aside, turning to look at the little ragtag group behind him. "Are you all alright? Any injuries? Stay close to me - we don't know what awaits us here." He hopes none of them will notice the dead expression in his eyes, the cold glazed look brought on by more loss than one man should have to take. He glances around at the dark forest; it's almost like the Threshold, but not. The neon lights make his mind ache, and he looks quickly back to his children. |
SWP participation
Magics:
{SAFE} :: [ Magic: Earth | Ability to manipulate rock in the ground to create structures that remain attached to the earth ]
:: [ Restrictions | Can only make chest-high structures in battle and the structure will crumble as soon as concentration breaks; can only make one structure per post ]
{SAFE} :: [ Magic: DarkxEarth | Ability to transform into a Cerberus. ]
:: [ Restrictions | Transformation is painful; retains same mass/size as horse form. ]
:: [ Magic: EarthxFire | Can create and animate golems made of stone with fire inside them. ]
:: [ Restrictions | Can create 1 large or 3 small golems; last one post in battle and cannot be larger than Volterra. ]
Enchanted items
{SAFE} :: [ Item: Dragon Hide Armor | Defensive. Enchanted red dragon hide, covers face/neck/body/legs; collapses into necklace and can cause mild burns when touched by another. ]
:: [ Restrictions | Is cumbersome when worn; limited protection. ]
Rift-god / Kaos items
None
Amulets : (provide number)
4
Companion/s :
{SAFE} [ Companion: Gold Dragon | Mythical, royal | Fire Breath & Shock Breath | 1 yr 7 mos ] OOC date obtained is 12th December 2015, not sure what Rift age that would be D:
:: [ Companion: Red Dragon | Mythical, common | Frost Breath & Toxic Breath | 2 yrs 5 mos ] OOC date obtained is 8th Feb 2015
Species change (if applicable) : N/A
Requests: Can all the following normal items please be transferred:
:: [ Item: stone knife | Offensive. a small knife with a curved blade of stone with a dragon's head engraved in it, and a hilt made of reindeer antler wound with rawhide for grip ]
:: [ Item: 2/4 Horsehoes | Offensive. Studded diamond rear horseshoes. {2/4} ]
:: [ Item: Skull of Gashad | Defensive. The patterned skull of Gashad, which stuck itself to Volterra's face after the latter killed the former. ]
:: [ Restrictions | Can be removed with considerable effort. ]
:: [ Item: Leather Leg-gaurds | Defensive. Padded leather leg-guards with dragon pattern worn on cannon bone. ]
