The Dragon Rider's Chronicles

"I hope so. I want to see what has happened in our absence." As the leaves opened, Ardra saw Sanz being held up by two people and Iris looking rather angrily at him. "....Sanz did something stupid. I am so shocked...." Her voice was almost literally dripping with sarcasm as she put her hands on her hips.


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"If I have to find a way to restrain you so you stop doing stupid things, I'm sure I can find arrangements." Iris' eyes narrowed irritably. "Hold him very still. You chose to stand up, which is going to make this more painful. Let it be a bit of a punishment for doing something so stupid WHEN WE'RE RUNNING FOR OUR LIVES FROM CRAZED DRAGONBORN AND WE NEED EVERYONE AT OPTIMUM EFFICIENCY!" Her glowing hands were shoved onto his left arm and the healing began with searing pain and agony.


Neera mentally noted to herself never to make Iris angry again. Ever.
 
Sanz was about to open his mouth when Iris jabbed her hand against his arm. He grit his teeth and used every ounce of willpower he had to not scream. As it stood some kind of beastial growl made its way through his teeth. Auntyrmarun was in his mind the whole while, keeping something of a cage around his rage. Sanz lifted his blade out of the ground and forced it back in about six inches. He could feel every shard in his arm rearranging itself, and he hadn't felt pain like this in years.
 
Kenzo observed silently, making a mental note not to get on Iris' bad side. He decided he should probably wait for the current situation to be resolved before any of them addressed the issue of what actions they should next take.
 
As Sanz's muscled tightened Matthais held it steady letting Iris do her work. He watched taking note of what he could for later, but her skilled hands moved to fast to learn much. Giving up on learning some secret of healing art he looked at Sanz's face and saw his pain there. "Keep calm big guy," he said and adding, to himself, 'or we'll all be in big trouble.'
 
Iris finished the healing and turned heel to head back towards the camp. "Auntyrmarun, collect your rider and drop him off at the base camp." She boarded Verspab quickly. "I want everyone at the camp. We have a lot to discuss." To herself, she added. "And we need to check on Draconas and Kirion since they haven't moved." Verspab began to fly into the sky.


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Ardra sighed. "We just got here and now we have to go all the way back? Screw walking...." Her mind reached out towards her dear dragon, Majeir. Come pick me up, please. Majeir sent back happy vibes at hearing his lovely master's voice. His heavy wings began to carry him towards her location.


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Neera called for Eldran and he was there in an instant, given the speed of Inerja dragons. As she climbed aboard, Eldran sent something akin to a whistle towards the location of Bane. Before the other dragon could locate who had just whistled at her, Eldran took off into the sky.


What was that all about? Neera raised an eyebrow at the dragon.


Nothing. Eldran smirked as she flew back to the beach. Nothing at all.


As Neera flew away, an interesting image was created that would have no meaning to anyone except for Sanz. As they crossed in front of the sun, Eldran's scales were illuminated with golden light. Neera's blond hair caught the wind and it looked strikingly like an image from Sanz's dreams. It was like the woman from his dream was right in front of him.
 
Sanz took a few breaths between his teeth, it was difficult to tell just how sane he was right now. That was before his blade cut through an entire swath of the rock beneath him with a roar.


"F#%$ that hurt!"


The young man looked up just in time to see Neera flying away . . . and the striking similarity. Sanz shook his head


"I'm just tired. It was a dream, nothing more."


As he jumped onto Auntyrmarun, the exhaustion from the previous night was starting to hit him like a sack of bricks.


Sleep little one.


I can't. I--


SLEEP


The last word was spoken with enough force and energy that it knocked Sanz unconscious from the force. Auntyrmarun knew what his rider needed most right now was rest. Rest to replenish his body, rest to calm his mind.
 
Matthais walked backed to wear Sikstaxen laid in the sun. She raised her head as he approached. Is all well?


Not as well as it could be but yes. Sanz shall live to endanger us all another day. Matthais thought as he walked to his dragon. He smiled as he walked up and scratched her below the eye. He was silent for a moment and then continued, Iris has called a meeting at the beach, and I have no intention of missing it. He clambered aboard his friend and they took to the sky and quickly they returned to the beach.


They landed and Matthais started to go through his saddle-bag looking to see what he had managed to carry with him on their flight from the island. There wasn't much in the bag only a few odds-and-ends: a set of musical pipes, a few things to care for the saddle, and a couple pieces of jerky. Well, one less now.


As he stated tearing off pieces of meat he leaned against Sikstaxen's belly as he waited for everyone to arrive.
 
Kenzo climbed onto his dragon when she arrived, wordless and in silence. Though, they did exchange a very meaningful glance, and the entire flight back to the beach had Bane wearing a smirk and Kenzo an expression that could only be described as 'thoroughly tired of Bane's shit'.


They arrived in due time, landing with a puff of smoke in greeting from Bane. Kenzo leapt off shortly before they landed. landing gracefully next to his dragon. He waited silently for the rest to arrive, and therefore the meeting to start, but he couldn't stop from shooting glances at Matthais and his jerky every so often.
 
Matthais saw Kenzo's eye and held up half of the piece he was eating before tossing it to him. "Eat up. I've got enough for everyone who wants to have some." He continued on his piece before he pulled out the small package and tossed a piece to everyone conscious and on the beach and to new arrivals.


"Apparently there's going to be a meeting when everyone gets here." Matthais said as he rubbed the symbol on his forehead.
 
Kenzo was about to catch the jerky when he saw the mark on Matthais' head. He stared, stupefied, and barely caught the chunk of dried meat before it hit the ground. "Er...Matthais...Why is your forehead...that is, why do you bear some sort of mark on your head?"
 
Iris arrived shortly after Matthais and Kenzo. After dismounting from her dragon, she dismissed him to the sea to eat his fill of whatever he wanted to attack. "For the same reason that I have a lunar symbol on my forehead and Neera will find soon that she a spirit symbol on hers. I'd say it's been covered up by her hair and she has yet to notice it. But I'll hold my peace on that subject until the others have gathered."


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Eldran and Neera came next. Eldran immediately proceeded to dump his rider off of his back so that he could roll over on his back in the sand. "Confounded lizard...." Neera grumbled, standing up. Eldran responded by swinging his tail at her legs, knocking her back down. "...sometimes you're more trouble that you're worth...." Neera glared at him ruefully.


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Ardra and Majeir came soon after. Majeir's landing shook the beach and the dragon looked around apologetically. Ardra proceeded to get off of the dragon, then lean against Majeir as he settled down comfortably in the sand.


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Draconas silently sat watching the sun rise higher in the sky. Elise crooned to him as she awakened at last. He half-smiled and absent-mindedly scratched the scales beneath her chin. Down the beach, he could see the younger ones gathering to talk. Kirion approached him with Merona, her metallic scales clinking.


"Should we join them?" Kirion asked.


"Let the young ones do what they need to do." Draconas sighed.
 
Once everyone arrived, Kenzo looked over at Iris. "Well, we're all here. You wanted to have a group discussion, yes?"
 
Matthais looked over at Sanz's unconscious form. "Well he won't be contributing much," he said shrugging, "but I say lets go ahead. Auntymarun will be able to fill him in whenever he comes to."
 
"Perhaps that is better." Iris shook her head. "Though he is inadvertently already walking the path of the prophecy. Which is exactly why we are here talking." Iris thought for a moment. "Perhaps I should allow the first prophecy to speak for itself." Gathering a deep breath, she began to speak the words that she knew by heart.


"In the time before cataclysm comes to our land,


The Sun, Moon, and Spirit will join as one,


They will be protected by the Riders’ band,


They will pay a price this new war to be won,


The Sun and the Moon, they shall unite,


The Moon shall follow the Sun to guide,


The Sun will follow the Moon in the night,


Together they the Spirit in darkness will hide,


But the Spirit will not be able to be hidden,


Death, Chaos, and War will find the three,


The Spirit will be taken by the Forbidden,


To save the others and set the Two free,


The Sun and the Moon will leave these shores,


Take flight to lands of dragons and mystery,


In this new place their bond they will explore,


And find the truth behind their shattered history,


The Great Ones will carefully guide their learning,


Teach them the ancient ways of dead Dragonborn,


Then the fires of the Forbidden will be burning,


And from the watch of the Riders they will be torn,


Alone they will find themselves in this world,


Together, they must free the Spirit from Death,


For only then can the Three’s power be unfurled,


So they may renew this world’s last dying breath,


Sun, Moon, and Spirit will face the Forbidden,


Death, Chaos, and War will torture their plight,


The Three must unite as one or be overridden,


Only with each other can they win this fight,


The Forbidden will fall to the Three Dragonborn,


Peace will return but at cost to them all,


For though the Great Ones did explicitly warn,


They could not stop the price not small,


The Sun will lose what he sought to restore,


For the fires of the Forbidden destroyed all,


But from the ashes new hope unlike any before,


Will spring from the Sun former glory to recall,


The Moon’s cost will be a part of herself,


Something that she holds dear to her heart,


This thing will have pride in and of itself,


And only her bonds will keep her from falling apart,


The Spirit’s loss will be the highest of them all,


For she must sacrifice her life the others to save,


She will watch over them forever, though she did fall,


Frozen in time she will never truly enter the grave."
 
Kenzo listened intently, scratching his chin as Iris delivered the prophecy to them. When she finished, he was silent for some time before sighing. "I don't suppose you can read between the lines for us, tell us what the prophecy is saying without the fancy language or rhyme scheme? So far all I've surmised is that you are the Moon and he -" he pointed a thumb at Matthais, "- is the Sun, correct? And those riders that attacked us...I'm guessing among them are Death, Chaos, and War?"


If this was true, he wondered if that crazed female rider was one of those three...and if he would even be able to defeat her.
 
Matthais listened to the words of the prophecy and when Iris concluded he spoke, "Yeah Kenzo, I'm almost certainly the sun," Matthais pointed at the sun tattoo on his forehead. While I don't want to turn Iris's input away lets think about this with a fresh perspective before she interprets it for us. Prophecies aren't set in stone. The future is always in flux and no one, not even the best seer, is 100% accurate. We can't assume these things will come to pass, especially now that we know the prophecy... there is room to change the future." He paused for a moment thinking about the sacrifice he would have to make. The one that he MIGHT have to make. "But we can't dwell to much on that now. What does it tell us about our next move? Neera, the Spirit I'm assuming, is still with us and we have not 'hidden her in the darkness' what could that be referring to? Some sort of cave, a place with everlasting night, or maybe the realm of the dark elves? Where would be a good place to hide?" Matthais asked the group deep in thought holding his chin as he paced on the beach.
 
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