The Dragon Rider's Chronicles

Kenzo was speechless, due to equal parts of Neera's statement and the fact that his mouth was full of chicken.
 
"Well.....blame nature I guess." Neera smiled jubilantly. "....wait aren't we supposed to be having a night mission or something?"


"....yes you are." Draconas stood right within the entrance of the hallway. He had been standing there for quite some time actually. "Now, I can either throw you into the jungle or I can be nice and let you rest."


"....what's the catch to being nice?" Ardra raised her eyebrows.


"Oh you just have to rest on the beach on the other side of the island. No catch." There was a glint in his eyes that said that there was something more to this.


"Rest on the beach? That sounds like fun." Kestus was all for not being thrown into the jungle.


"Midnight skinny dipping! Woohoo!" Neera jumped up and shouted.


"....seriously there has to be a catch to this." Ardra said.
 
Sanz picked up his massive blade and strapped it on.


"It does not matter. I will go where ordered."


He strapped on his side-pack as he spoke. He was ready for whatever was ahead.
 
Kenzo had spent the time while everyone else was speaking to strap on his two swords. "That sounds like a challenge, one which I gladly accept." His eyes glinted with renewed determination.
 
"....all right, if you're so confident." Draconas began walking away. "Prepare for a night on the beach. Just remember that you asked for it." He chuckled to himself.


"....why does he sound supremely happy?" Ardra was extremely worried.


"Who cares? WE'RE GOING TO THE BEACH!!!" Neera was running to her room to grab her gear.


"....she gets overly excited really easily." Kestus decided to fly to his room at that moment to grab what little he needed.


"....you have no idea." Ardra sighed and walked into her room calmly.
 
Kenzo smirked to himself and walked into his room. He sat his sugegasa and gloves on the bed. Since they were going out at night, he wouldn't need them. He then returned to the lobby to wait for everyone else.
 
Sanz watched Neera run away with absolutely unrestrained glee


"That girl doesn't realize what she's gotten into does she?"


He spoke to no one in particular
 
Kenzo shrugged slightly at Sanz's remark. He didn't say anything but he was pretty sure that Neera had a more serious mindset than she let on. "I wonder what awaits us on the beach..." he muttered to himself.
 
Ardra threw off her cloak and removed the mask that had covered the bottom half of her face. Self-consciously, she looked at herself in the mirror. Ardra was actually quite a beautiful woman if you found dark elves attractive. She thankfully never had to worry about most make-up. All she wore was a bit of red on her lips to make them shiny and slightly make them stand out. She grabbed more arrows for her quiver and slung her bow onto her back. This was all she needed honestly. She walked out and made her way to Kenzo and Sanz without a word.


Neera grabbed her giant sword and threw it on her back hurriedly. Looks were the last thing on her mind as she took off after the others.


Kestus zipped into his room, panicking. A whole night with two amazing men and I look less than my best? Nonsense! He flashed into the bathroom and put himself through a two minute shower. A quick blow-dry and gel turned his hair into a suave but spiky look. Chapstick was put on his lips then it went into his pocket, just in case. He never went anywhere without chapstick. He put on full black because black looked the best at night and flitted out the door to the others.
 
"We'd better be." Ardra sighed. "Because I have the distinct feeling that this is not going to be easy."


"It's just a night out on the beach." Neera smiled happily. "How bad could it be?"


"....if you just jinxed us I swear to the dragons above I will kill you." Ardra growled out and started heading down the main hallway.


"Jinxed us? What do you mean?" Kestus was confused.


"You don't get out much do you?" Ardra asked.


"...nope." Kestus, followed by Neera and the others, walked after her.
 
Kenzo followed along, slightly slower because of his injury. "Regardless of what awaits us, I will face it with my blade," he said calmly as the walked.
 
"It matters not. We were not brought here to have fun."


Sanz merely let his blade speak for him afterwards as he clanked down the hallway
 
Name: Matthais Roux


Race: Human


Country: The Roux are Nomadic


Age: 24


Description: Matthais is 5'9" and 180 pounds. He has long black hair he often pulls into a ponytail. He wears a black hardened leather breastplate splinted with steel almost all the time. His right arm is protected with a chain sleeve and several of the same patches of leather that are on his body. He always tries to be as mobile as possible. He wears an orange long sleeve shirt that vee's at the neck and is loosely laced with a white cord. He wears heavy black canvas pants and brown boots beneath them. He also wears when he knows close quarters combat will be upon him, a sugarloaf helm. His shield has upon it an orange lute on a black field, the symbol of his clan.


Weapon of Choice:


Short sword and heater-shield, he's not incredibly experienced at this point in his life with his weapon, but he has learned the basics and some techniques beyond those. He is able to defend himself and dispatch foes who aren't expecting him or aren't trained all that much themselves. He'll often underplay his skills to surprise his more seasoned foes. He also has limited training with earth and white magics. Earth used in combat to defend himself and others when possible, strengthening his shield against even dragonfire.


Backstory:


The life of Matthais Roux started out simple enough. Born to two of the Wandering Clan his early life was full of fun. It was like living amongst a bazaar and circus rolled into one. Traveling to exotic places, learning the arts of stagecraft, metalworking, and some of The Art itself. But his foray into magic had just begun on the fateful day their troupe pulled into the capital of Ventenadana.


They were performing for the Queen on the day she died. It isn't known by those outside the royal family the particulars but it was said that a blade of Rouxish make was used, by a member of that clan.


The mob formed in hours and attacked the Rouxish caravan and killed many and drove the rest from their wagons and out into the wilderness. The Roux regrouped but no city would have them perform, or even let them inside. They were seen as assassins. Eventually they turned to a life of crime to sustain themselves. Matthais was among them. When the Roux rolled into town it wasn't a joyous occasion as it used to be. People would board up their windows and close their shops, in fear of being killed or their livelihood taken. The Rougish Roux were seen as a blight upon Dracosfar.


After learning what he could in the ways of white and earth magic and what combat he could from mercenaries that often traveled with them, he left the Roux. He knew what he could do to reclaim his house's honor.


He could ride a dragon.


Personality:


Matthais is very proud of his heritage and he will defend it very strongly. Many people view him as a bit brash and emotional at times. He'll often break into monologues stealing from the best works of poets long past to inspire and convince. He's intelligent and can think on his feet. While he is one of the Roux and is therefore a good actor, he tries not to lie when he can avoid it. He prefers the truth as a way to restore his family's honor. However, he hasn't gotten out of the habit of bluffing to gain the upper hand with his enemies.
 
It was then that Draconas stopped them all by appearing really suddenly in front of them. "....never mind you're not going anywhere. We have a new rider coming in tonight....it's a special case." He ground his teeth; he had been really looking forward to seeing if they could survive the night. "....so go enjoy your first night. And be prepared for your punishment tomorrow. I won't forget." He trudged off, muttering beneath his breath.


"So....that's.....it?" Neera looked crestfallen. "But....beach...."


".....sweet sleep!" Ardra was elated.


".....I could make some fiery dessert for you people." Kestus flitted over to Kenzo with a wink. "I can even do some more...special orders...if you so wish."


Draconas then trudged back into sight and looked at Neera. "....I may regret this but....I'm sending you on the train to go get the new recruit. I....have things to do. Go back to the train and get on it." He walked off again, opening his book in front of him as he moved.


"....train trip at night?" Neera suddenly smiled. "Awesome!!!!!" She ran off at lightning speed.


"....she's far too happy for her own good." Ardra sighed.


"Yep...." Kestus sighed too. "Believe it."


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Neera jumped aboard the train and rode it back down to the dock. She was dancing around the train, humming random music when it stopped with a screeching stop. With a sudden jump out the door, she ran all the way outside to wait for the new recruit.
 
Kenzo let his stance slacken slightly; it was somewhat relieving to be allowed to take the night to recuperate. He glanced down at Kestus. "Make whatever you want, and I'll eat it. I'll need the energy to heal my wound," he said, and walked over to the couch and sat down.
 
"......oh I'll make whatever you want, Kenzo." Kestus' eyes roved down Kenzo's body. "Mmmm....definitely anything you want."


".....Kestus, why is there steam coming off your wings?" Ardra raised her eyebrows.


"....oh....no reason." Kestus smiled and winged over to the kitchen. "No reason at all."


"....you're attracted to him?" Ardra walked over and talk in low tones. "....you're....gay?"


"Yes." Kestus nodded proudly. "Why? Have you laid claims to him already?"


"No!" Ardra ducked her face down in embarrassment. "Of course not! Why would you assume that?!?!"


"Oh, no reason." Kestus chuckled. "You're only acting embarrassed."


"I am not!" Ardra shouted so that everyone could hear.
 
Kenzo raised an eyebrow and looked over the back of the couch at the other two. "...You aren't what, Ardra? What are you two muttering about?"
 
"NOTHING!!!!" Ardra shouted and ran to her room, her dark skin even dark than usual. "NOTHING AT ALL!!!!!" She slammed the door behind herself, breathing hard as she sat down on her bed. I'm okay. Nothing is wrong. I should not be embarrassed. Why am I embarrassed?


"Women." Kestus tched. "So overly emotional and easily embarrassed. Some men wonder why men find them attractive." He conversed from the kitchen as he started looking for chocolate.
 
Sanz raised an eyebrow once at Draconis as he revealed they WERE in fact staying within the compound. Unexpected, but not undesirable. His eyebrow rose twice when Ardra practically exploded like a live fire-bomb and ran into her room. The actions of others seemed to elude him continuously.


"She should train. Let out some of that tension."


Sanz leaned back against the couch as he looked up at the ceiling
 
Kenzo was shocked by Ardra's reaction and, after giving a quizzical glance to Kestus, quickly rose and walked to her room's door, knocking softly. "Ardra? Is there something the matter?" His normally toneless voice had a very slightly concerned tone to it.
 
The boat tossed and turned as the sun set behind the horizon, but Matthais had finally made it to Militum, the home of the Dragon Riders. He's passed the preliminary tests and soon comes the joining. A powerful and potentially dangerous event, but crucial in all the lives of those who would befriend the beasts. He wondered what dragon he would bond with. He knew the types by heart the flaming Pyrius, the cold Icu, and the others. He hoped his bonded dragons wings were up to pulling his family's honor out of the depths.


The spray from the side of the boat hit his face bringing him back to reality. The problems of the clan would have to wait until after he survived his training. The boat slowly drifted into it's place at the dock and he walked to the bow and disembarked. He saw a girl wearing conflicting colored clothes bubbling with excitement at, he assumed, his arrival.


"Hello my dear," he smiled his half smile. "I am Matthais Roux. Pleased to meet you." He held his hand out to shake hers.
 
"I'm fine!" Ardra shouted out. "I'm perfectly fine. Why would I not be fine? Everything is perfectly fine!"


"....oh don't worry about her." Kestus began making a chocolate cake mix. "She's just embarrassed that she's claimed you, that's all."


"I DID NOT CLAIM HIM!!!!!!" Ardra screamed that last bit.


"....yep you definitely claimed him." Kestus laughed.


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"Pleased to meet you!" Neera shook his hand enthusiastically. "Our Master Draconas sent me to bring you back! Though, that did stop us from going to the beach....but whatever!" She smiled broadly. "Come quickly! You'll have to meet all the others!" With that, she let go and took off towards the opening to the train station.
 
"Very well," he made sure that all his bags got on the train and boarded. Sitting next to Neera.


"So what should I know about the bonding ritual?" he asked the excitable girl.
 
".....it's like.....something I cannot describe." Neera gestured excitedly with her hands. "It involves many, many colors!" A dumb, happy grin covered her face as she fell back into the memory.
 

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