Re: Whispers of Celestial Dragons
OoC: Alrighty, I'm here. I'll use Summer and Metanth for this tourney.
BiC:
“Isn’t the Moon pretty tonight?” Summer asked no one in particular even though she wasn’t alone. The celestial body hung in the sky like an eternal nightlight while stars glowed around it making the darkness inviting instead of foreboding. The creatures of the forest were also quiet, only a few rummaging sounds were heard during the entire trip.
You should really being paying attention to where you’re going, Metanth cautioned, At the rate you’re daydreaming, you’re probably going to walk right into the middle of a fight and get your head chopped off. He was resting with his body curled around the drawynn’s chest. Though, even in a semi-asleep state, he was more alert to his surroundings than her.
“Day-dreaming?” she asked with a smile, “But it’s nighttime. You can’t day-dream at night.” Her specificness caused the miniature dragon to sigh. He always did that whenever she didn’t take something serious. So, it happened a lot. But the mage just grinned at Metanth and continued up the slope where, thankfully, the forest began to thin out. A gentle zephyr came up suddenly, having been blocked by the thick foliage, and graced through her the girl’s hair.
Can you feel it? the dragonlit queried, tightening around his partner while raising his scaled head. There is a large amount of magical power sealed up. Is this really where we are suppose to have a battle?
Summer shrugged, “The letter-note thing said it was near a temple near this forest. Maybe that magic is it.” Taking note of the enormous mystical strength, I may be carefree but not that stupid, thank you, she reached out with her own magical powers. The earth, wind, and dark element were abundant here which pretty much denoted which spells she’d end up relying on. After a small trek up the slope, a beautiful temple, flanked by pillars, came into view. The place looked brand-spanking-new though Summer didn’t think building like this one were built anymore. I suppose it could be old but it just looks too... new, she decided, putting her hands on her hips.
“Who the heck are you?” someone called out to her. The mage blinked in surprise and looked in the middle of area. Two people looked back.
Why does Metanth have to right so often? the drawynn asked for she had nearly walked into the middle of a battle. In response to the question, she raised her hand a smiled, “Hi, I’m Summer.” The metal dragon groaned at her straightforwardness. Ignoring him, the mage looked at her two opponents. The one that had questioned her appeared to be around her age and even from her world. The only out of place thing about her was the gauntlets she wore on both arms. The other woman, however, was definitely a sight. Right away, Summer knew her to be an elf by the customary pointed ears. The elf wielded a large broadsword with draconic designs. Oh crud, I never do well against physically-oriented people, the drawynn slightly grimaced. However, she did notice that the elven warrior was studying her intently. Or, rather, the creature guarding her chest.
“Why are you here?” the graceful elf finally asked.
“Hm? Oh, I was invited to a battle here. But,” she eyed the two, “It looks like you started without me. So, I’ll just... um, stay out of the way.” She smiled nervously with her last statement. Honestly, three people wasn’t exactly the best amount of fighters.
Stop being so timid, Metanth scolded, If you keep trying not to get involved, you’ll only get picked off faster. He unfurled himself and perched upon her shoulder. His leg muscles tensed up, meaning the dragonlit was preparing to spring.
Hold on, the mage rebuked, We could also let them pick of each other. Besides, I’m not interested in having two people come after me. That could happen since, technically, we’re two and they’re two. Though, I really, really, hope that doesn’t happen. Just incase it did, though, the mage gathered up a medium amount of earth element to counter any attack that came her way.