Crash Landing [Blade's Birthday Gift] "After you, Captain Blade." Alex said in mock politeness, giving his fellow marine a sarcastic bow. Rolling his eyes at the less-than-formal display of fealty the young officer strode past his friend, approaching and ascending the long metallic gangplank that led up into what he could proudly call his new vessel.Crash Landing [Blade's Birthday Gift]4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The up-and-coming commander truly looked the part for his job as he pushed past the automatic doors and into the shiny interior of the newly fashioned star ship. Stopping only a few steps into the short corridor the officer took a moment to admire himself in the reflective surface: his medium length black hair, his lean form, and his dark hazel eyes seemed set in a mask of superiority, the commanding aura only intensified by the billowing black trench coat that fell down his gray uniform. Blade smiled at the image, his confidence brimming as he realized he not only was prepared to play the part of a ship's captain but looked the part, too.
The Greatest Gift Pt. 1Liz strode amid the rows of houses, her bright red eyes taking in the beauty of her neighborhood as the winter sun cast its golden rays down amid the eves and smoking chimneys. At length she approached a large two story dwelling that carried the sentimental value attached to the place one called home, dropping a hand into the upper half of her two piece garment (hidden beneath a heavy cloak) to extract a ring of keys. Jingling the metallic teeth-ridden objects the dragon fitted a smaller member of the bunch into a lock just beneath the door's handle, giving it a slight twist to swing the large oaken portal wide.The Greatest Gift Pt. 14 years ago in Profiles More Like This
With a relaxed smile Liz slipped inside, closing the door behind her to shut out the season's sting. Sighing contentedly the obsidian scaled woman made her way towards a large fireplace in the entry room, taking in a deep breath to puff out a single ember amid a stack of dry logs. Almost immediately the room became alive with the warmth of the blaze, the hungry fire licking at
Tyus's Inner DemonTyus's Inner Demon4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 37 of Shadowdale)
Her body was torn; her will was broken; her resolve was shattered.
Silitha floated deep below the surface of the ocean, the frigid salt water stinging her countless cuts as they poured their red tide between the waves. Her eyes gazed up at the light filtering down from far above, watching as her life blood traveled towards that distant realm of air.
Weakly, her five remaining legs twirled like tiny propellers through the dark blue abyss around her. Her gaze adjusted to her new surroundings as she oriented herself, finding the familiar stone pillars protruding from the ocean floor. In the distance her gray-green web stuck out among the tattered landscape, beckoning her.
The drider began making her way towards it. She was in terrible condition, ripped apart in battle by the hands of the terrifying blue dragon that had come to be Tide Bringer's wielder. Her body was thrown to the waves, sinking as she was left to die slowly.
But she was not yet dead. She could surv
Embyr's SnackYou move through the woods at a slow but steady pace, shivering slightly as autumn winds blow the falling rain into your face. You pull the hood of your brown cloak further up over your head, trying your best to keep the falling water out of your eyes as your resolve pushes you further.Embyr's Snack4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
You are making your way to the town of Stonebridge, hoping to meet your cousin, Lord Arthas. Though you are of noble birth you prefer to travel alone, without an escort of guards; there are few bandits in this part of the world, so it is relatively safe. Of course, the weather is a bit of a put-down.
After several hours you reason that you are within a few miles of your destination. But both your muscles as the dreary skies whisper in your ears, trying to convince you to take a break; and they succeed.
You have come across a small glade, a single great multi-colored tree standing in the center. You make your way beneath the canopy of branches, taking shelter from the storm with your back against the stu
Tyus's Outer DemonTyus's Outer Demon4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 32 of Shadowdale)
"This wasn't natural." Slithice reasoned, her eye filling the shimmering blue tunnel as she examined the branch. "My guess is that those spiders dug this section out. It's just large enough for them."
"So where does it lead?" Crystal asked, leaning against the opposite wall of the main passage. Her words were accompanied by a labored cough as she realized just how quickly the mist about them was taking effect.
"It smells like the ocean." The naga said.
"Thank you for answering my question." The azure dragon wheezed sarcastically.
"Both paths should end up at the same place." The snake hissed, her eyes narrowing at her friend's tone. "I can sense the sea at the end of both paths. It just doesn't make sense; why would they go through the trouble of carving this way out?"
"That's what I would like to know." Tyus nodded, looking up from where he sat on Silver's shoulder. Taking hold of the metallic wing behind him the dark elf swung his way to the ground, approachin
His FallHis Fall4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 38 of Shadowdale)
"Well, I guess this is the end." Sterling mused, leaning back against Embyr's side as his eyes scanned the mists about them. "We're out of time; we should have turned back hours ago if we wanted to make it to the surface.
"Slithice, you can still make it out and maybe you too, Crystal, with your sword. You should go; there's no point in hanging around to watch us die."
"The drowning mist was designed to keep away all but Tide Bringer's rightful wielder." The azure dragon explained. Sterling jumped at his friend's unusually serious attitude but diverted his entire attention to her nevertheless.
Black light filled the cavern as Crystal unsheathed the Key blade, slamming it into the glowing blue stone with ease. The blade sank in as though it were a knife cutting butter, holding itself in place as the dark light about it intensified.
"That wielder has been found." The giantess said simply, placing her hand on the hilt of her weapon.
As though the haze around
The Black Terror(Part 6)The Black Terror4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
For the eager companions the day passed slowly. The trio sat in the glade at the base of the mountain, watching the dragons coming and going. The Council was hard at work preparing for Embyr's feast and very rarely took the time to stop and talk to the group. When they did it was always a brief discussion in draconic.
Around midday a male green dragon came with lunch, which consisted of a small herd of sheep. Despite their nervousness the three were starving and tore into the food, temporarily putting their minds at rest. After their meal, however, they went back to sitting and worrying in silence.
As the sun started to slip below the western horizon the Council began to slowly make their way up the mountain. Embyr, Sterling, and Crystal fell in line with the other dragons and made their way back to the summit.
The top of the mountain had been transformed during the day. Three enormous stone tables sat before the Inner Council's stone circle, and on top of them were piles of m
A Hollow ThreatA Hollow Threat4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 9 of the Final Stand)
(Part 3 of the Battle for Fantasia Trilogy)
Embyr seemed humbled, her gaze free from the haze of memories for the first time since earlier that morning. The knight was quickly growing concerned with this new dragon, the uncharacteristic downs that were suddenly taking over his old friend's flippant, chaotic personality.
Silence forced its way between the pair for a long moment as they continued their stretching mirror exercise. Kaz had left some time before, claiming she wanted to get something to eat which, of course, meant she would go and find Tyus. Another uncharacteristic element came to the Black Terror as she admitted she wasn't hungry; and, though her human companion could have easily stopped for a lunch break, the caring boy restrained himself to give his friend the only blessing he could: company.
"Have you ever done something you regretted?" she asked at long last.
Sterling thought the matter over for a brief moment as
A Boy, A Naga, and ManaA Boy, A Naga, and Mana2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 15 of Twilight’s Edge)
(Book 4 of the Fantasian Series)
“They seem… tense.” Sterling noted, his voice tinged with growing concern – and, for the first time since his unnatural transformation, not for himself.
He and Blaze walked alone in the growing twilight, the dragon’s footsteps echoing in the quiet forest. Crystal and Embyr had both vied for his company for the majority of the day before, at length, agreeing to disagree and separating, each heading to opposite ends of the Council’s territory.
The violet dragon nodded, her head dipping just low enough to be discernible but not to dislodge the human on her shoulder.
“Did something happen? Since the battle, I mean?”
Hesitation gripped the Dragon Queen for a long moment before she, at length, gave a sigh. She seemed on the verge of confession; though, at the last moment, she revised her comment and hastily returned with an uncommitted “I’m… not sure.”
A Long Sought MealA Long Sought Meal4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 24 of the Final Stand)
(Part 3 of the Battle for Fantasia Trilogy)
It was a cold day, the winter wind weaving its way around the mountain to slam into the draconic society relentlessly. The titanic beings were virtually unaffected by the chill but Sterling, devoid of the dragons' gift of internal fire, was thoroughly miserable.
Kaz, having abandoned training a few days before, seemed to take pity on the swordsman. Embyr, who found her growing pains (and thus her hunger) manifesting itself again, took off alone to hunt while the great violet wolf remained at her pupil's side, her fur acting as a buffer against both cold and wind alike.
Silence was a mutual language for some time, permeating both hound and human alike as though it was drilled into their blood. It was not until they had been together well over an hour that Sterling finally spoke up, his curiosity dispelling the jaw-numbing effects of the cold.
"Where did you get those scars?" he asked, running a finger along one of
A Season of Family"Ironic," I noted with amusement, watching as Liz brought the massive egg up before her careful gaze "that this world shares so many traditions with Earth."A Season of Family4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
A toothless but sincere grin split the dragon's concentrated scowl as she tenderly brought her brush tip up to the egg's shell, slowly spinning lines of blue across its white surface. For several moments the woman was silent, her claws working dexterously across the unusual canvas; but, as I had found rather typical of my hostess, she eventually lost the will to remain silent.
"Easter is a rather big thing for me and my family." She explained passionately, drawing back after an immense exhale of breath that sent me skittering back several feet, even at my relatively safe distance from the massive reptile.
"How different is passion from obsession?" I asked, eyeing the line of some dozen richly decorated boiled eggs that stood in a perfect line across the granite surface of the giantess's countertop.
Liz clicked her tongue distastefu
Dragon Meets Human Ch 1Dragon Meets Human Chapter 1Dragon Meets Human Ch 13 weeks ago in Fantasy More Like This
By Daniel Heath
It’s the Middle Ages, where cars, guns, or TV's weren't invented yet. The sun’s rays were beating down on the plants and dirt all over the earth. In the city called Gale, the humans woke up from their homes, ate their breakfast, and began with their daily work. But just outside of the city, in the forest, there's a large cave home to five dragons. Deep within the cave lays mountains of gold and jewelry, which the dragons collect over the years.
One of the five dragons was sleeping on a pile of hay. The dragon was a female and was 20 years old. She was covered in brown scales and from the bottom of her chin all the down pass her breast, her belly and underside of her tail was tan. She had white hair that reach to her shoulders and on her back were two very small wings that wouldn’t allow her fly. The one thing that was most noticeable about this dragoness was how chubby she was, main
Corruption and Hope Chapter 1: The First DayThis is it. Today is the day. The first day of the first year of integrated high schools. It's been a long time in coming. A lot of preparation and money has gone into this day. Many parents warned against it. They claimed that it was too dangerous. Too many risks. What would happen if one of them slipped? If they took a wrong step or dropped something? Or if one of them got hungry?Corruption and Hope Chapter 1: The First Day4 years ago in Settings More Like This
This is the first day of integrating humans and dragons in schools.
The yellow bus pulled up in front of the humble home. Matt had been selected based on test scores, physical fitness, sociability, and some rumored expandability. His parents didn't care, they just saw it as a way to get into history, and they truly believed that age old rivals could coexist.
Matt waved goodbye to his parents before shouldering his bag, and boarding the bus.
The trip to the new school was long. Not because it was in a remote location. It was in fact at the very centre of the first human and dragon city ever built. However, t
A Hunt for ReliefA Hunt for Relief4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 17 of the Final Stand)
(Part 3 of the Battle for Fantasia Trilogy)
The tiny flake of snow drifted lazily down from the towering peaks of the mountainous clouds, settling lightly on the dragon's muzzle. Embyr watched the speck as it quickly melted away, a tiny droplet of water that ran down her cheek to plummet towards the ground.
A thousand of the flake's brothers joined in moments behind, settling down on the Black Terror's shoulders, nestling in the strands of silky white hair that fell around her face, or dancing about in front of her eyes like some sort of ballet performed by nature alone. With the bliss of a young girl the dragon reared her head back and opened her great maw, catching several of the unfortunate flakes within the great organic cavern. They settled all about, melting just as they touched the pink flesh that came to accept them.
The scene was one that reminded the dragon of her first days in the forests around Stonebridge. She had arrived in the region some ten
The Rat and the DragonThe Rat and the Dragon4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 27 of the Final Stand)
(Part 3 of the Battle for Fantasia Trilogy)
There was a groan as the massive doors were pushed inward, the ancient stone moving for the first time in nearly a year. A single figure stone between them and, a moment later, the great slabs of stone fell back to their proper places with a deafening clang.
The cavern beyond, a place Crystal had seen but once before, had certainly changed over the past twelve months. What had once been a society dedicated to the sole purpose of mining out the rich minerals of the region had given birth to what amounted to a small, primitive human city: shops dotted the floor of the cave here and there in the forms of burrows and tents, more permanent structures offered artisans such as blacksmiths and fletchers, and in places performers took the shoppers and salesmen off the tasks of their busy lives to watch some impressive feat of juggling, a fire breather, or perhaps even a short play.
Another notable change came in the form o
Mouse in the House Chapter 4Catherine spent the better half of an hour organizing the papers on her desk. She rearranged the bottles, closed the drawers, and wiped away dirt from the desktop. She allowed Corin to wait on her mattress for the time being. The neera was still admiring the softness of the cushion beneath his feet. He spent five minutes bouncing up and down, careful to stay away from the edges of the bed. But when the bouncing got too loud, Catherine scolded him, and he stopped.Mouse in the House Chapter 41 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After Catherine finished cleaning, she opened the bottom drawer of her desk. She pulled out a small, glass container, within which bubbled a strange, blue liquid. She carefully placed the container down and went to retrieve Corin. The neera stepped onto her hand, his eyes focused on the container.
"What is that?" He asked as the dragoness sat him down on the desk. Instead of answering the question, Catherine produced a ruler from the drawer.
"Stand still, Corin."
Corin came to a complete stop, arms at his sides and tail wrappe
Dragon Hunters(Part 10)Dragon Hunters4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Where the hell are we going?" Bane asked, scratching irritably at the thick collar around his neck. A few steps ahead of him Antonidas made no move to answer, continuing down the forest path in silence.
"Hey, human, I asked where we were going!" "I do not have to answer you." "You owe me after putting this damn thing-" "You could always remove it, if you wanted; of course, if you did, I would be forced to kill you."
Bane gave a low growl but took his hands away from the collar. The wizard smiled confident he had the upper hand in the alliance.
Antonidas, one of the most powerful dragon slayers in the east, had set out nearly a decade before from the empire's capital. Though quite old for a human, the mage hadn't lost the flare of life that had existed in his body since his youth, still able to travel great distances and perform feats of physical prowess that should have been well beyond him at this point.
The wizard had found Bane by accident, stumbling upon his lair to esca
The Shifter in the Stone(Part 16)The Shifter in the Stone4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The guardian collided with Embyr, sending both sprawling. The dragon's opponent gained advantage almost immediately, pinning the Black Terror to the ground.
The advantage was short lived, however, as Crystal dove into the naga. The blue dragon tried to pin the snake-woman to the ground as she had done with Embyr, but the guardian overpowered her and, very quickly, the dragon found herself in the death-grip of the monster's coils.
Desperately Crystal released a burst of fire into the naga's face. Just as with Aracnathid, the guardian froze as the flames touched her skin. The effect was short lived, since dragons could not keep up their fiery breath long, but it gave Embyr enough time to rejoin the fray and begin prying the creature off of her companion.
When the flames died the struggle began anew, the naga tightening her tail around the dragon so that each breath for Crystal became a struggle. The dragons began taking it in turns to release blasts of flame, the other struggli
PKD meets Loreit(Warning, contains Vore)PKD meets Loreit6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
PKD meets Loreit
It's been 2 months since my brother went back home and I stayed in Laven. We have wrote to each other many times, and nothing has happened to either of us, my brother has just done a few more missions for master, and I have just travelled around Laven going to human settlements showing them who I am and proving I am on their side. Many of the settlements took a while to do so, as there was no proof that I was good. I was hoping that while I was travelling, I would hear about the commander, and know if he went past. Nothing. I want to kill him for practically enslaving me and my brother. He fled during the battle I had with my brother, and I have heard or seen nothing since. Hopefully he has gone somewhere to die, knowing that he could never win if I am here. I will continue my travels around Laven, going to human villages, learning about the war, and searching for the commander....to be honest, I can't call him that anymore, he doesn't control
UmbreonLover of the nightUmbreon9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cloaked in darkness
For your prevous form
To the wonder you are now
Even in the night
Or at least when the moon is full
Your markings shimmer
Leaving a warming glow
I could just catch you
And keep you for my own
But I will not fight you
I cannot harm you
I will not catch you
For you shouldn't be kept
Something so beautiful
Deserves more then a cage
Looking so proude and noble
As you look to the moon
As you turn to look
I watch in wonder
Over you trot
Not afrade of me
You would not mind
Being with me
Umbreons cannot be caught
And are rarly seen
But if you do see one
Then they have picked you
I am one of the lucky few.
A Deal With the EnemyA Deal With the Enemy4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 10 of Shadowdale)
"What do we do?" Razor asked. "He could still be alive."
"We let him find his way back to us, then." Pyre replied.
"We just abandon the little guy to those things?" Blaze demanded. "He used to live in the desert; we need his guidance if we encounter something else. The scorpicores made it clear the barrens are dangerous, even for us."
"If he can guide us," the red dragon reasoned "he can find his way back to us."
"I don't like the idea of leaving him behind." The blue dragon said, his crimson eyes scanning the recently covered sand dunes.
"Think about it this way," the draconic leader said "the longer we delay the closer the apocalypse draws. Bane may die if we leave him here; if the portal opens and we don't have a way to defend ourselves, he will die anyway along with the rest of the world."
Shadows fell across the faces of both of the other dragons as they nodded in solemn understanding. They moved away from where they had camped for the night, moving through
A Dance of Storm and ShadowA Dance of Storm and Shadow4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 14 of Shadowdale)
The quartet of Banelings, presumably coming to check on their prisoners, was completely taken off guard as they rounded the bend in the passageway. The first barely had time to squint in the light of the unexpected torch before it was thrown to the side of the tunnel with a gaping slash in its chest. Another fell beside it a split second later as the Eye of the Storm sliced along its neck, spilling rank green blood across the stone floor.
The other two spider-like creatures sank back from the escaped captives, four of their eight legs raised defensively while the others kept their human bodies above the ground. The swordsmen did not relent, darting forward to remain on the offensive.
They played off each other's movements as the barbed legs struck down, switching positions by weaving around the other in graceful movements. When the total of eight striking limbs were all lowered, lying about their targets like scattered jacks in a child's game, the duo made their
LostLost4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 20 of Shadowdale)
The lantern's eerie orange glow didn't seem to penetrate the fog. It wasn't until the five companions had basically stumbled into it that they realized the danger it held; immediately they doubled back.
Tyus picked his way through the dying trees, his feet moving slowly across the marshy ground. Soon he found a path that cut far to the side of the lantern, keeping a safe distance from the ward.
Minutes passed in silence, the oppressive air of Wander's End Swamp clinging to the group like a second skin. Eventually, however, they stopped again as another lantern broke through the haze that drifted through the trees.
Again they doubled back and circled around, their progress slowed tremendously by the mire that now reached nearly to their knees.
Somewhere high overhead a crow call could be heard, echoing down through the corpse of a forest to weigh heavily on the companions' shoulders. The call was seen as a dark omen among most cultures; it was as though fate were
The Will of the AbyssThe Will of the Abyss4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 22 of the Final Stand)
(Part 3 of the Battle for Fantasia Trilogy)
Dark elven cities were, in truth, structured like small nations. Though the societies were smaller than most each house, with its thousands of denizens belonging to both family and lesser citizen alike, each in turn acted as a town. There was individual government, enterprise, imports, and exports that all came together to produce both a profit and a way of life for the drow living within the walls of the great mansions that spanned the great caverns.
But there was a level of superiority among houses, a ranking system that truly showed the potential and prowess behind each of the families. Whenever one family decided they deserved a rung higher up the political ladder they would mass their forces and, usually without warning, strike down another higher house. It was against tradition to intervene; only the attacked and attacker would compete for a higher place in the eyes of Lolth.
For a record thousand years hous