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On the continent of Sorasa, there were once three major factions. The peaceful Dracomancers lived to the northeast, bonding with the spirits of dragons. To the west was the guild of the Dragon Riders, who bonded with dragons on a less spiritual level, but lived in cohabitation with normal humans as well. A majority of the rest of the continent was in the sphere of influence of the Prases Church, which recently established itself from a southern continent known as Arcanum, and is mostly composed of settlers. There was a tenuous peace between the various factions, but then the balance of power shifted. A war broke out between them and despite their best efforts, the Dracomancers were unprepared for war and were promptly wiped out. There remained rumors of a single remnant, but despite the best efforts of both the Prases and the Riders, rumors were all they found. Once again, an uneasy peace fell on the continent, and the world advanced. A decade or so passed, and the rumors returned. Somewhere in the world was the last living Dracomancer, and nearly every person on the continent was on the hunt for them.

 

Grandmaster Lily Osiris, of the Dragon Riders, was moving through the town of Albion on her way to meet the newest group of riders under her command. The rumors of the Dracomancer all led here, and she was determined to find it no matter what was necessary. 

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Shadow sat under a tree away from the group. She was holding a book in her hand. She moved the other hand across the page, reading it with her fingers. She knew every symbol that had been imprinted on the page. Most people who were not blind would see it as chicken scratch. But she 'saw' the symbols as letters that made words, Sentences that made paragraphs.

 

Her Dragon, Tenebae was not far away. He sat still and silent, watching her. She was his responsibility just like how he is her responsibility. Some may call it over-protective, but to him, it was different, very different.

 

Shadow knew that the grandmaster would be coming soon, but she just wanted to read a little bit longer. Now that she was in a group and was under the watch of a captain, she rarely gets moments like this now a days.


"I had a name... forgot it many, centuries ago. It faded away like many things, but me. I'm still here, still here trying to find something. What is that something? I don't know, I forgot." -The Nameless Knight

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Draco stood looking over the map of Sorasa. He was in his home hidden from sight. The cliff base of Thorum stood tall and strong. But now it was his home. It had stables for his horses, a forge that was said to contain the very fires from an ancient and feared dragon. But with in felt homely. Two shrines one for one goddess and god of the Dracomancers. Of course there was the alchemy station to brew his potent healing poultices.

Draco whispered to himself "I feel so alone," he muttered as he walked the last of the soul cairns that h rescued from being destroyed. Soul cairns are the things that keep wandering spirits from wandering but keeping them peaceful at least for a time. He needed to recover the knowledge of Soul Cairns from the Dragon Rider's. He sensed a camp near there. Maybe he could take one of them hostage for the upper ranked ones to trade.


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Zefira flew around on top of her dragon, Raali. She had been told to meet up with a few other of her new brethren. Zefira and Raali hovered over the town called Albion, scoping out the land.
"Looks like an easy target to steal gold from" Zefira says, stroking Raali's scales.
"Zefira" Raali murrs, "Shouldn't we focus on the task at hand?"
"Oh boo, you're no fun." Zefira says, pouting a bit.
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Asator cracks his knuckles as he looks around the tavern he had been enjoying nordic ale in. He looks at the scroll that had been given to him by the faction and read over it once more.
"Wait for the signal in the sky....what signal? Arrows? Fire? Smoke? I hate these dumb messages that are so....enigmatic. Why cant people just be up fron with their words." 
Asator gets up and orders another ale. He looks back at his warhammer and smiles, feeling its weight press down on him.


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Zefira flew around on top of her dragon, Raali. She had been told to meet up with a few other of her new brethren. Zefira and Raali hovered over the town called Albion, scoping out the land.

"Looks like an easy target to steal gold from" Zefira says, stroking Raali's scales.

"Zefira" Raali murrs, "Shouldn't we focus on the task at hand?"

"Oh boo, you're no fun." Zefira says, pouting a bit.

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Asator cracks his knuckles as he looks around the tavern he had been enjoying nordic ale in. He looks at the scroll that had been given to him by the faction and read over it once more.

"Wait for the signal in the sky....what signal? Arrows? Fire? Smoke? I hate these dumb messages that are so....enigmatic. Why cant people just be up fron with their words." 

Asator gets up and orders another ale. He looks back at his warhammer and smiles, feeling its weight press down on him.

Draco sensed something in the sky. A captain class Dragon Rider's dragon. "Perfect," Draco muttered as he came upon the shring of Amonkira. He prayed to it for a good hunt. He then walked to his armory stocking up on two things his dragon bone arrows which were used to capture unruly prisoners and a paralytic poison which when dabbed onto a an arrow tip would paralyze a dragon or it's rider in  minutes.

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Lady Florence barely dodged a blade as she fell back into a more defensive position. Huffing slightly as she tensed her muscles, she watched her opponent carefully before gripping her blade and charged again. This time, her opponent pinned her to the ground faster than one can blink their eye. A blade was near her throat before disappearing back into its sheath in one swift motion as a metal-encased hand was offered. Accepting it, she nodded respectfully to the current Patriarch of the Praeses Church. 

 

"Slow, but skilled," the Patriarch mused as he took off his helmet, revealing an elderly man. An ignorant person may have felt embarrassed to be beat by an elderly man and be commented to be slow. This was different as this was one of the best swordsman of the Praeses realm. Indeed, being experienced and achieving the age of one-hundred-seventy-eight; being a Patriarch or even a Matriarch has its perks, such as an increase in life expectancy. 

 

Bowing down before sheathing her own blade, Lady Florence replied understandingly, "Thank you for the comment." It may be a short one, but to Florence it was the best the Patriarch could give. "Next time sir, I'll be swifter on my feet." 

 

The Patriarch smiled, slightly amused, "I'll be hoping what you say will certainly prove to be the truth. Now," the Patriarch turned toward the east before speaking as he looked into the sky, "a dracomancer awaits... good hunting." 

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Lady Florence barely dodged a blade as she fell back into a more defensive position. Huffing slightly as she tensed her muscles, she watched her opponent carefully before gripping her blade and charged again. This time, her opponent pinned her to the ground faster than one can blink their eye. A blade was near her throat before disappearing back into its sheath in one swift motion as a metal-encased hand was offered. Accepting it, she nodded respectfully to the current Patriarch of the Praeses Church.

"Slow, but skilled," the Patriarch mused as he took off his helmet, revealing an elderly man. An ignorant person may have felt embarrassed to be beat by an elderly man and be commented to be slow. This was different as this was one of the best swordsman of the Praeses realm. Indeed, being experienced and achieving the age of one-hundred-seventy-eight; being a Patriarch or even a Matriarch has its perks, such as an increase in life expectancy.

Bowing down before sheathing her own blade, Lady Florence replied understandingly, "thank you for the comment." It may be a short one, but to Florence it was the best the Patriarch could give. "Next time sir, I'll be swifter on my feet."

The Patriarch smiled, slightly amused, "I'll be hoping what you say will certainly prove to be the truth. Now," the Patriarch turned toward the east before speaking as he looked into the sky, "a dracomancer awaits... good hunting."

Cassandra walks up to the gates of Doritha and lets the crudely drawn map in her hands flutter to the ground. She is wearing a traditional field medical outfit, dull grey scrubs covered with a short lab-coat emblazoned with the Prases Sana crest. She had been told to transfer here as a local expert on Draconic anatomy, no doubt to assist the people here in killing them more effectively. She didn't approve of the assignment, but she would do what she could for her people and her church.

Shadow sat under a tree away from the group. She was holding a book in her hand. She moved the other hand across the page, reading it with her fingers. She knew every symbol that had been imprinted on the page. Most people who were not blind would see it as chicken scratch. But she 'saw' the symbols as letters that made words, Sentences that made paragraphs.

Her Dragon, Tenebae was not far away. He sat still and silent, watching her. She was his responsibility just like how he is her responsibility. Some may call it over-protective, but to him, it was different, very different.

Shadow knew that the grandmaster would be coming soon, but she just wanted to read a little bit longer. Now that she was in a group and was under the watch of a captain, she rarely gets moments like this now a days.

Lily, after an hour or so of wandering, perusing, and memorizing the layout of the town, finds herself approaching Shadow and Tenebae from behind the tree they are relaxing by. She leans in toward Shadow and softly whispers, "You probably shouldn't just be lying around, but I won't tell anyone as long as you're ok. I've been told that there's another rider who is supposed to be stationed here, do you know anything about them?"
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Shadow turned around and looked at Lily "Who are you" Shadow asked as she closed her book. Tenebae walked over and looked at Shadow before saying "She's the Grandmaster..."  Shadow got onto her feet and looked at Tenebae "You sure?" She asked. "Yes... I am sure of it" Tenebae replied. Shadow looked at Lily and said "Oh hello, sorry. I can't really point you and a direct but...." Shadow stopped when she saw that Tenebae had walked away. "...Tenebae can show you." she continued

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"I had a name... forgot it many, centuries ago. It faded away like many things, but me. I'm still here, still here trying to find something. What is that something? I don't know, I forgot." -The Nameless Knight

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"Good evening," one of the guards at the left spoke, getting up from his seat. Stationing in a comfortably sized rectangular box attached to the wall, the guard continued after noting the healer looked like the description the Praeses Ordinis gave him, "you're that healer the Praeses Ordinis was requesting for right?" It had to be, unless the healer they were requesting had a twin that had arrived before or after the sister. 


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Zefira laid on Raali's back, relaxing and taking in the sun. She began to feel a looming sense of doom over her, but shrugged it off as these feelings were normal to her. Raali lets out a huff and glides over the city to a spot where he sensed another dragon. Zefira gets up and looks down.
"See something, Raali?" Zefira asks.
"Not see...feel. I feel another dragon rider around here."
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Asator surveyed the tavern and noticed someone who looked out of place. He was tempted to get up and get a closer look at the person, but decided to watch him from the comfort of the table he was sitting at.
 


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Draco was out in the town his hood over the eyes. Nowadays No body knows what a Dracomancer looked like. But ridiculous rumors on how to detect a Dracomancer like baring a cross to the Dracomancer to reveal himself. He just had to chuckle at that. He grined to himself as he found the Dragon Riders. Then sees his target drawing a bow then an arrow. He aimed at the captain class Dragon Rider and th dragon. He waited for them to fly out of the city that's when he'll strike. Why cause innocents to get injured or worst.

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Zefira rides Raali through the sky. She spots a dragon rider and the Grandmaster on a cliff and starts to descend upon them. Raali growls a bit, causing Zefira to stop him.
"Something wrong?" She asks.
"I just got a sense of danger...like someone is watching us..planning something."
"Maybe its the Grandmaster. She has eyes all over her body. Cant slip past her, no matter how much we try."
"No...its not her presence I feel....its something more.....troubled."


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Zefira rides Raali through the sky. She spots a dragon rider and the Grandmaster on a cliff and starts to descend upon them. Raali growls a bit, causing Zefira to stop him.

"Something wrong?" She asks.

"I just got a sense of danger...like someone is watching us..planning something."

"Maybe its the Grandmaster. She has eyes all over her body. Cant slip past her, no matter how much we try."

"No...its not her presence I feel....its something more.....troubled."

Draco let loose an arrow. Then notched another and let it fly aiming for the dragon's weakest spot. He grinned. "Captain class Rider's are so rare," he muttered to himself as he laid hidden waiting to catch both the dragon and the captain class rider. He was patient.


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Zefira's eyes narrowed as she heard the familiar noise of an arrow flying towards her.
"Raali, into my lungs...NOW!" She commanded.
Raali releases himself and becomes a mist. Zefira free falls from the sky and deflects the two arrows with her hidden bracers. She falls towards the archer and draws her blades.
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Zefira's eyes narrowed as she heard the familiar noise of an arrow flying towards her.

"Raali, into my lungs...NOW!" She commanded.

Raali releases himself and becomes a mist. Zefira free falls from the sky and deflects the two arrows with her hidden bracers. She falls towards the archer and draws her blades.

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"Ah crap," Draco said as he draw his blade. He also pulled back his hood so he could see. He looked at the dragon rider. She was beautiful. But he could tell she was trained for stealth. And the dragon into her body as smoke now that interested him greatly. He just hoped Olaf didn't appear and bugged him.


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Zefira flew down at the man at a blistering speed. She smiles ear from ear and struck at him with her blades.
"Big mistake firing at a Dragon Rider, pal!" She yells.
Zefira looked into the mans eyes and was taken aback by his beauty. She thought how hot he would look dead and beared down onto him with her blades.
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Olaf floated behind Draco and breathed down his back.
"I see you're fighting again...you better not mess up and get killed."


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Zefira flew down at the man at a blistering speed. She smiles ear from ear and struck at him with her blades.

"Big mistake firing at a Dragon Rider, pal!" She yells.

Zefira looked into the mans eyes and was taken aback by his beauty. She thought how hot he would look dead and beared down onto him with her blades.

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Olaf floated behind Draco and breathed down his back.

"I see you're fighting again...you better not mess up and get killed."

"Damn it Olaf," Draco said as he dodged and blocked. Her strikes were quick but his hard training kept his body in shape. He saw an opening then struck with a side slash. "Seriously Olaf I'm in a fight for my life and you distract me some friend you are," Draco said with abit of snark in his voice.


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"OH, Im sorry. Here I was gonna give you pointers, but if you have it covered I wont bother you....So shes kinda cute, right?" Olaf says, breathing into Draco's ear.
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Zefira took the hit, and countered with a quick slash to the man's stomach. She then head butts the man and scoots back.
"Talking with yourself, huh? The cute ones are always crazy." She says.
Zefira takes a defensive stance and gets ready for the next attack.


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"OH, Im sorry. Here I was gonna give you pointers, but if you have it covered I wont bother you....So shes kinda cute, right?" Olaf says, breathing into Draco's ear.

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Zefira took the hit, and countered with a quick slash to the man's stomach. She then head butts the man and scoots back.

"Talking with yourself, huh? The cute ones are always crazy." She says.

Zefira takes a defensive stance and gets ready for the next attack.

Draco sighed "No no I'm not crazy miss. I just have a ghost haunting me. He says your cute," Draco said as he shrugged. "Look if you give yourself up to me. I'll treat you nicely. All I want is what your superiors have sacred texts that belongs to my people. Er I am the last any how,"


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Draco sighed "No no I'm not crazy miss. I just have a ghost haunting me. He says your cute," Draco said as he shrugged. "Look if you give yourself up to me. I'll treat you nicely. All I want is what your superiors have sacred texts that belongs to my people. Er I am the last any how,"

Zefira shakes her head.

"Your people? Are you off your rocker?" She says 

Zefira runs up to the man and kicks at him. 

"And why...would I give myself up to some nutjob?"

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Olaf flicks Draco's ears and grunts.

"I didnt say that! I was kidding! Why do you have to sell me out like that?"

Olaf crosses his arms and shakes his head.


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Zefira shakes her head.

"Your people? Are you off your rocker?" She says 

Zefira runs up to the man and kicks at him. 

"And why...would I give myself up to some nutjob?"

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Olaf flicks Draco's ears and grunts.

"I didnt say that! I was kidding! Why do you have to sell me out like that?"

Olaf crosses his arms and shakes his head.

Draco chuckled slightly "To some I maybe off my rocker but," Draco smiled as he grabbed the kick. "I have you now," Draco said as he then flipped her over his shoulder. Throwing the rider into nearby tree as he looked at her. He shook his head as he rubbed his ear.

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A knight is sworn to valor. His heart knows only virtue. His blade defends the helpless. His word speaks only truth. His wrath undoes the wicked.

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Cassandra nods, "Yeah, I'm here as an expert on Dragons. Would you please let me in? I've never worked with the Ordinis before, and no one in Sana has ever worked in a big secure fort like this... We mostly stay in hospitals... I-I won't have to kill anyone will I?" She asks, an obvious tremble in her voice.

The person Aastor is watching gets up from the table he's sitting at and shouts, "How dare you disrespect me! I could kill you in 20 different ways before you could breathe!" Suddenly a roar is heard outside, and the patrons of the bar instantly stop moving, their eyes wide in terror.
Lily smiles, "Oh, I've found her now... Speaking of which, I should probably go try and assist her with her current altercation..." she begins moving toward the two fighting figures, using a combination of enhanced senses, and a vial filled with reacting chemicals to allow her to boost her speed. She arrives at the edge of the clearing a few seconds after Draco flips Zefira over his shoulder. She begins to draw in any energy she can, boosting it with the energy that runs through her body, and channeling it into a massive bolt of lightning that arcs from her pointed finger toward Draco. As the bolt is mere inches away from him, an ear-splitting thunderclap goes through the air.
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Draco covered his right ear in pain. He glared at the person who interfered. His ear drum was ruptured thanks to that. When he saw it was a grandmaster class dragon rider he sighed. "Shit," Draco said as he pulled out a smoke bmb then crushed it releasing the smoke. He needed to get away. HE ran as quickly as he could towards the cliff.

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The guard shrugged dismissively, "Eh, I can't really say anything for sure, but you're from Sana? Hell probably not." Then the guard pulled down a device from the ceiling before yelling into it. "OPEN GATES ONE AND TWO!" Lifting up the voice amplifier, the guard turned towards her again, "Ya might wanna cover your ears."

 

Four mere seconds later, the first gate, a giant steel door collapsed downwards into the ground. Two slabs coming from the left and right covered the rectangular hole the gate left, creating an even terrain to walk on. Two seconds later after that, the last gate split in half, retracting into the walls.

 

"Lady, welcome into Doritha. Just go towards the citadel in the middle," the guard pointed his armored hand towards the distant over-looming fortification. "They'll be expecting ya."


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Zefira crashes into the trees and grunts. She gets up and runs towards the man who was trying to get away. She saw he threw a smoke bomb and ran through the smoke. She grabbed the man and yanked at his clothes.
"Oh no you don't!"
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Olaf snickers a bit and watches Draco struggle.
"Oh come on, a few years ago you could have gotten the girl without getting over run."
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The person Aastor is watching gets up from the table he's sitting at and shouts, "How dare you disrespect me! I could kill you in 20 different ways before you could breathe!"

"Oh keep talking, little man. You couldn't handle a wet.."
Asator heard commotion outside and got up.
"Is that my cue? Damn people with their enigmas."
Asator begins to walk towards the door. 

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