Far off, in a completely different realm, a tiny dark-skinned jeweler smiled at her latest customer just as faint words echoed in the back of her mind. She quickly but politely sent the costumer on their way, closed shop, then ducked into her equally tiny workshop. Find me, the message said. And find them she shall. She searched the earth, begging her father to guide her across the realms. She felt a body, pressed against the earth. Sending her own message, she willed the grass to sway unnaturally and curl around the messenger's limbs. I hear you, she tried to say.
(I have to go)
((Okay, good night!
His eyes were closed and he was completely honed in, only getting the hear and inferring the rest. I will wait. And that was all that he needed to do. Wait.
((This sounds like the end of one book and the intro to a sequel, lol))
((OOC: Wells, seems I missed a bit))
"Ya know, these weirdos keep up this shit, there's gonna be a very displeased Overgod," Hydrox mumbled under his breath.
His gaze shifted upwards, blue eyes glowing. The spines along his back were flared to their fullest, showing his alertness, pupils no longer round, calm pupils. They were thin slits nearly lost in the vast blue.
Having watched from a distance, a figure had watched the events unfold. They appeared to be human for the most part, other than the face a pair of pure, golden horns curled from either side of their head.
"Hm…so this is the human the gods and goddesses are so interested in? How disappointing…"
Runner's eyes opened, an abrasive presence awakening him from his trance. The wind blew lightly as he got up from his spot, stretching slightly ad he looked around.
Upon a small hill, the 'human' steadily gazed downwards towards Runner. They only seemed to be in their late teens, 15-17, yet despite the young appearance, the air around them seemed to hold immense power. The clothes they wore were regal in appearance, but having a relaxed fit. Next to him, he held a tall glaive, the blade of the weapon shimmering ever so slightly in the light.
"For such a powerful soul…doesn't really have the look…"
He didn't even bother to try and keep quiet. The younger looking male simply staid in his place, making no movement to approach, but also making no move to leave. His voice barely held any emotion, as if he had none.
Runner stands as stoic as the other, staring at the figure silently. Hydrox's shirt flapped lazily in the wind, making an audible whap! every time it flicked this way or that.
((Clover's still around if you want her to pop up or something. I wont be on much though until 4))
((im not sure about what Harper should do right now.
((I dunno. Confront Clover? Talk to Runner?))
((IM SO CONFUZZLED! I will come up with something.))
((OOC: Hence the reason I tend to do a light read of what I missed, and go from there when I am gone))
The 'human' continued to look down, the sun glinting off the golden horns atop his head. He remained standing just as straight. Eventually, the younger looking male approached, coming to a stop a few feet in front of Runner. Red eyes seemed to look the other up and down, as if sizing them up, before eventually breaking the silence that had been almost suffocating.
"I will keep things simple; My name is Lucernas; Holy Dragon and one of many loyal servants to the High One. As much as I dislike being chosen for this task, I am the one to be 'accompanying' you in your time here till a better solution is made."
The male's voice still had little to no emotion. The pupils in his red eyes were narrowed into thin slits. Lucernas, as he was called, let his words sink in, then spoke again, "I have been also told to answer any questions you have to the best of my ability. Though some I may not be allowed to respond to."
"I will be gone soon enough," he said softly, smiling down at him. "I won't be much of a bother."
Clover eyed the figure from behind a bunch of tightly-knit trees, hiding her presence with one of her Rune cards. Hmm. Not Vanguard. She glanced at Runner sympathetically. I hope you leave soon and escape these eyes of yours. They're never any fun.
There was still little to no hint of emotion from Lucernas. The red eyes seemed to swirl to a heavenly blue, but then return to their shade of dark red. He shifted the handle of his weapon to his other hand. He was only slightly shorter than Runner, but the power surrounding him was still something to not be taken lightly.
"And what is your definition of 'soon'? Surely even you realize the impact of what has been done…but then again, this is a human I am speaking to…simple minded fools, blessed with ignorance."
Being what he was, and past times his own, Lucernas was considered superior. Most dragons were, but even there had been a time peace had been between man and dragon. Though that peace had been broken long ago. Hence, the reasons most dragons held an intense hatred towards mankind. Though, as a holy dragon, to be brought to earth was a very rare occurrence, one where any who saw such a beast, knew things were not at all the usual.
The male's eyes suddenly averted to the side, sensing eyes upon them. A forked tongue flicked past his lips, testing the air. Though he sensed who was there, he said not a word about them.
"I'm no human." His eyes flashed completely black for a moment, giving off an ominous energy. But it was over in a flash, and his smile was back on his face. "But I mean you no harm. I wish to be left alone. As for time, I have no clue."
Clover knew she'd been made, but curiosity kept her feet planted. A Temple is nearby. Why can't I just go now? Because I'm the cat that's going to be killed by my own curiosity, that's why. However, luck was on her side, as it always was. She didn't name herself Clover for no reason. She stayed but didn't interfere.
Lucernas stood, still not phased, though picking up the slight change from Runner. Having lived a long time, and being one of many Holy Dragons, such a change was not uncommon or something instantly take as a threat. Though it was to be carefully watched, observed.
"And unfortunately it seems time isn't on your side. No harm, perhaps, but having a strong and disruptive presence has not only brought our attention, but other beasts as well, as I heard earlier. Hellauder and his sisters suddenly appearing is not something we take lightly and brush off as a 'simple mistake'."
Like whoever hovered nearby, the draconic male still said nothing. They could make themselves known when they felt like it.
"I can handle my own." He rubbed his nose, staring back at the golden face with bored patience.
((Is harper going to be needed any more?))
((OOC: I am unsure, though if you would like Shark, I have other charries that I can bring in to interact with your charrie to keep you involved))
((It's up to yall, i joined late.))
