The Dragon Rider's Chronicles

Kenzo shook his head slowly and gave Kestus a glance. "Is this really the time for such tomfoolery?" he said with a slightly exasperated sigh. He turned his eye back to Ardra's door. "I have no qualms with being claimed. As a wandering blade, I am used to it, and am honored to be in your service." Kenzo was obviously unaware of any emotional meaning behind Kestus and Ardra's words: he thought they were talking about claiming him as a bodyguard or something like that.
 
He nodded with her description fixing his smile to his face. He'll just have to ask someone else. "Thank you so much. I think I'm going to take a nap, the boat ride was long and I've never been able to sleep on them. Would you wake me before we get there?"
 
".....oh the obliviousness!" Kestus sighed. "But the obliviousness is paired with such a.....wonderful person..." His words trailed off into a mutter. "With such a lovely body....and face....and muscles....with his shirt off...mmmm....."


The door opened and Ardra peered out, unsure of what to do.


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"But it's so beautiful out tonight!" Neera jumped up and down. The train suddenly began moving and she nearly fell. "The island is soooo gorgeous! All the different rings! And the animals! And the plants! And the rocks! It's all soooo beautiful! Believe it!"
 
"Oh, well... Well what sort of animals?" He smiled and ground his teeth slightly as he prepared for the hour long ride with this crazy and mildly to moderately infuriating girl.


"I've endured worse," he thought to himself.
 
"Lion, tigers, and bears, oh my!" Neera twirled around as she spoke. She was entirely too happy and energetic to be completely human.
 
Kenzo blinked in surprise when she opened the door but otherwise didn't react. He gave her a slight smile. "Come on out, I think Kestus is baking a cake. I can smell the batter from here, it smells amazing." He backed off and walked over to the couch, this time lying down. "I'm rather worn out from the day. Please wake me when the cake is ready, won't you?" He closed his eyes to rest.
 
He kept nodding and bearing this chicks inane babbling until they pulled up to the station at the center of the island. As the train stopped he just wished her mouth would as well. His smile was beginning to fade, and he didn't want to hurt her feelings. Especially if she was going to be on his squad.


He looked for the one she had mentioned, Draconas, in a hope that he might save him from this nightmare.
 
Kestus mouthed at Ardra "you claimed him." He chuckled and poured the cake batter into six different cake pans.


"Did not." She mouthed back and grabbed a blanket from her room, spreading it over his body. She sat on another couch and before long drifted off to sleep.


Now, if I can only figure out how to turn that dark elf gay or bi, life will be beautiful.


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"Nice work." Draconas leaned against a wall. "You may go now, Neera."


"But, I still need to show him around!" Neera smiled happily.


"I'll take care of that, Neera." Draconas sighed. "Just go on to the others. You'll be meeting him after I take him to the crystal placer."


"But...but....okay." Neera sighed. "Nice to meet you!" She skipped off down the hall to the left.


"....did you enjoy your first team mate?" Draconas raised his eyebrows, scoping out the new recruit.
 
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"I'm hoping against hope that they aren't all like that. Matthais Roux is the name. Pleased to meet you sir." He extends his hand to shake his instructor's hand, grinning with relief.
 
"...oh no the others are just crazy in other ways." Draconas responded. Ah, the Roux recruit.....from that bandit family....why Sapphira never put an end to them I'll never known..... "Are you too tired to go through the dragon placement ceremony?
 
"....ah butterflies indeed. I am your instructor, Nathaniel Draconas. Please call me Draconas." Draconas nodded. "Down the right hallway please." He began walking down the exact same hallway, pulling out a nondescript book and reading as he walked. The bay itself was mostly empty, except that there was one giant Metalai dragon with a rider. "Ah, Kirion, you're still here?"


"Merona need her scales washed." Kirion looked lovingly up at his dragon. The dragon moved its mouth open and a metallic screech came from its mouth. "Plus, I could not sleep. I wanted to know what dragon my sister got."


"An Inerja." Draconas smiled. "Then he and his squad apparently decided to explore the canyon."


"...why am I not surprised!" Kirion slapped his knee and laughed. "....oh you have someone with you."


"Oh yeah, he was a late recruit." Draconas answered. "Excuse me." He turned back to Matthais. "Go through that door and just wait until you see the lights." Draconas indicated the left door of two doors standing side by side. He himself headed towards the right door.
 
Matthais heads to the indicated door and waits his butterflies dancing in his stomach. This is what he's been working towards for the last few years. This is what his family's honor rests on.


Then the colors began to shift.
 
It was a kaleidoscope and a half for Matthais. It was like the crystals surrounding him had no idea what to make of the human. They flashed between every color, dancing beautifully. Suddenly they narrowed but the in front of him flew open without showing the actual color.


At first, there was nothing but the setting sun. But suddenly a shape came from the sun, a dragon with golden scales. It was majestic and graceful. Most importantly, it was staring at the human, beckoning him to come out of the door. The dragon landed at the end of the platform, wise eyes looking down at him.


Draconas stood on an opposing platform, with his jaw dropped wide open. A...Shaira....dragon...but...that's...


impossible....
 
Matthais was struck with the beauty of this dragon. It's scales glittered in the light of the dying sun with what seemed, to him at least, to be the color of hope. He walked forward, towards the gold dragon, hand outstretched towards the it's face. His hand made contact and the psychic wave hit him and he heard his dragon's name.
 
Sikstaxen. The world flowed through him like a golden ray of sun light hitting one's skin. Sky blue eyes stared into his own, filled with a hope that shone brightly. Its optimistic and joyous emotions radiated through the female voice that echoed through his mind.
 
Matthais Roux, he responded in awe at the dragons strength. Sikstaxen bowed to allow Matthais to climb aboard. He did so and they jumped into the canyon. The wind blowing through his hair as they dove towards the darkness. Sikstaxen dove and weeved through the air, a powerful and magestic beast. Matthais screamed with fear and delight at the wind and the speed.


They rode for what seemed like hours when Sikstaxen landed suggesting that her rider might need his sleep for the upcoming day. He dismounted and touched her face under her eye.


"You are the best thing that has happened to me, or my clan in the better part of a decade. And probably will be for the rest of my life. I look forward to working and living with you in the coming days and years. Goodnight Sikstaxen." He smiles and turns to leave the landing pad and head to his dormitory, hope filling his entire body.
 
Neera launched into the room. "The new guy is here!!!!! And apparently I did a good job and Draconas took him away to get his dragon and he'll come back here and we'll meet him and-"


"Guy?" Kestus was immediately interested. "Tell me about this guy. What does he look like?"


"Black hair with tan skin and grey eyes." Neera stopped. "Why do you ask?"


"Just measuring the field, my dear Neera." Kestus' smile was content.


"Measuring the....what?" Neera looked at him. "I'm so confused!"


"....you should be used to this by now Neera." Ardra mumbled, half-asleep.


"Oh go back to sleep, ice queen." Neera sighed.


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Draconas stood there, watching the rider and the dragon. It was...a perfect match...how was this a perfect match? A bandit and a rare Shaira dragon? Was the world coming to an end?


"....I need to retire." Draconas sighed, going back inside as the Shaira dragon landed.


Sikstaxen tail wrapped around Matthais' body and pulled him up next to her body, nosing him a bit while looking at him with intelligent adoration. Good night. There was obvious effort behind the psychic bond.
 
Kenzo shifted slightly in his sleep. His leg twitched and his eyes moved rapidly beneath his shut eyelids; he was clearly dreaming, and judging by his expression, it wasn't a pleasant one.
 
"Good night. Sikstaxen." Matthais smiled as he turned away from his new friend and walked into a room smelling oddly of cake with far to many people on the couches for this hour.


"Hello friends. My name is Matthais Roux. It seems I will be the last member of your group. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
 
Ardra rolled over and suddenly her purple eyes shone with recognition. "....Roux...." Her eyes narrowed instantly. "...a Roux....here?"


"Yeah isn't it great?" Neera was oblivious as she danced over to her new friend. "Welcome to our merry band!"


"You mean our merry band of misfits." Kestus was seen putting home made icing on six cakes. "Welcome to our dysfunctional group."


Ardra still sat there, unable to move. A member of the clan accused for the members of her mother's death was standing right in front of her. How was she supposed to react? Murderous thoughts were going through her head and she was worried about actually killing someone.
 
Kenzo shot up, awoken by a faint but nearby murderous intent. His hand flew to his wound, which ached because of how quickly he rose to a sitting position. It took him a few seconds to read the situation before he understood what was going on. He rose and knelt down in front of Ardra, blocking her sight of Matthais. "Ardra. Calm yourself, please," he said, staring intently into her eyes. He rose and turned to face Matthais. His eyes narrowed slightly as he studied the newcomer. After almost a minute of tension, he strode over and extended his hand. "Kenzo. 'Hermit' Kenzo, to some. Pleasure." He spoke plainly and without emotion, as usual. His red eyes stared, emotionless.
 
"Greetings Kenzo. My clan and I have long been nomads ourselves. I know what it is like to not have a home." Matthais reaches out and grabs the dark elf's hand and shakes friendly, smiling all the while. He releases and turns to look around the room. An elf on the couch staring at the ceiling, a fairy icing some cakes, Kenzo, Neera, and another a dark elf with purple eyes staring at him. Purple eyes, those meant something... what was it?


"Well I've already met Neera. Who might the rest of you be?"
 
"Kestus Fierno, at your service." Kestus smiled as he looked up. "Pardon me, but I'm still icing the cakes."


"Ardra." Ardra stood and moved to look Matthais in the eyes. "Ardra Dulanos." Anger was written in her rigid stance and her hands were drawn up into fists.


Neera was oblivious to Ardra's anger and smiled happily. "We're like one big happy family!"
 
Oh, right. Royalty. Matthais matches her stare. His voice wasn't cold as he began to speak but it was very matter of fact. "I was 5. I had nothing to do with it," He kept eye contact as he continued with a slight bit of bite in his words. "I don't believe the Roux had anything to do with it either." He let those words hold in the air for a moment before continuing.


His eyes easing from the hard stare they held, and his voice softening he said, "and I'm sorry for your loss."
 
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