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Arthur -> (DF)Rise of A Dragonlord (2/28/2011 10:10:02)
For comments and criticism, please write here. Rise of a Dragonlord Book 1: Fallen Angel Chapter 1: A Flash Into The Past A dark night.........a young man lying on a lonely cobbled path....... bleeding from head to toe........heavy rain..........person is wearing a black cloak..........a white bladed sword lying a few steps away.............darkness. It was a fine morning and the sun was shining all over Falconreach and the surrounding places. Suddenly, a roar echoed all over the place, far away, near the hills, flew a mighty green dragon, it's eyes as fiery as burning coals, it vigorously flapped it's wings trying to gain altitude. It flew and reached a cliff face, as soon as it rose over the edge, a man in a blue armor came running at full speed and jumped off the cliff edge and landed right on the dragon's back grabbing it's neck spike to avoid falling off. The Dragon had seen him jump on its back and it let out another mad roar, then it suddenly stopped beating it's wings and glided slowly, softly, losing altitude, when it came close enough to the ground, it folded it's wings and landed with a thud, but the man in the blue armor didn't let go, he pulled out a short sword from his belt and with a flip, somersaulted off the Dragon's back and landed on his feet a few paces away. The Dragon started walking slowly, eying the man, walking with measured paces. The man wore an unusual smile on his face as he circled in front of the Dragon. Then he put two fingers to his lips and whistled loudly. Silence. Very soon, a beat of wings could be heard, another Dragon flew out from over the high cliff face and flying closer to the ground, landed beside the man. It was a dark brown dragon with a scar on it's right eye. 'You should know better than to come uninvited Lancelot.'boomed the Green Dragon. 'You should know better than to keep your scaly hands off Oaklore.' answered back the man called Lancelot. 'I went there on personal business, nothing to do with your family.' said the Dragon. 'Should I assume then that Rolith lied to me?' asked Lancelot getting a sterner look on his face. 'Rolith, ahh.... the Knight with a young heart, most charming, what did he tell you?' said the Dragon toyingly. 'He told me that you went to Oaklore yesterday and terrorised a convoy of Rolith's men trying to get to King Alteon with supplies of food.' answered Lancelot. 'Terrorised? That Knight wouldn't know the meaning of the word, I went there simply for a chat.'said the Green Dragon flexing it's great wings. 'Don't lie to me. Eldrangier can fry you where you stand, Wraith!!' spat Lancelot pointing at the Dragon challengingly. 'What did you call me?Wraith?You dare insult me because I don't have a rider!! How dare you!!!' threatened the Green Dragon with a gout of fire. 'Silence!!!' roared Eldrangier standing up to his full height.'Explain yourself petty mongrel, or it's my flames that will burn you.' 'I don't have to explain myself to you, inexperienced lizard!!' roared back the Dragon.'I hate that Knight and I hate Lore, they have denied me the pleasure of a loving, caring rider, I might as well burn down both Falconreach and Oaklore.' The Green Dragon opened it's wings to their full span and leaping off the ground, angled towards Falconreach. 'Go daddy go!!Go.'came a voice from the cliff. Looking up, Lancelot saw his son, Arthur standing there with Arthur's teacher Lord Ariel, a man who is famous for being skilled with dual daggers. Lancelot smiled and climbed onto Eldrangier. 'Get that mongrel!!' Eldrangier took off with a roar and climbed higher as he flew after the Green Dragon who hadn't gone too far. The Green Dragon looked back and kept flying, soon Eldrangier caught up with him and rammed him on his right flank sending him spiralling downwards, but the Dragon gained control and rose higher trying to get back at the brown dragon.As soon as he and Eldrangier were side by side, Eldrangier again rammed him, this time Lancelot took advantage of the short moment of contact and leapt off his dragon and barely managed to grab the other dragon's neck spike. Then he angled his sword downwards and drove it into the soft scales on the green Dragon's neck. The sword went halfway in and the Green Dragon roared in agony, the brown Dragon hooked his claws onto the green Dragon's flanks and bit into it's wing bone and held them between his jaw. Lancelot pulled out his sword and took a slash at the left wing bone of the dragon severing it half. The Green Dragon cried out and began losing altitude, when it was terrifyingly close to the ground, Lancelot jumped back onto Eldrangier who in turn let go of the green Dragon. The Dragon fell to the ground with a ground shaking thud and lay there, dead. Lancelot had succesfully completed one more of the tasks assigned to him by Rolith. He laughed as he held out his open arms to his son as the child ran over to him and jumped onto his shoulder. 'You grow better,'said Lord Ariel putting an arm on Lancelot's shoulder. 'It always feels great when an old friend complements your efforts.' said Lancelot as he placed his hand on Lord Ariel's back. He laughed all the way to Oaklore, a friend by his side, a son on his shoulder, a sword in his belt and a Dragon overhead. What else does a Knight need? Those were happy days, happy memories.

Arthur -> RE: (DF)Rise of A Dragonlord (3/3/2011 7:32:54)
Chapter 2: A Knight Lost The night was the darkest Arthur had ever seen, he couldn't see 1 metre ahead of him.All he could see was rain falling in torrents and the occassional crackle of lightning.He strained to hear anything else other than Lord Ariel walking beside him.They made their way through the darkness as they headed for the spot where Lancelot had promised to meet them. Arthur thought,'It's almost been 10 years since the day I first saw father fight. He grows old as each day passes, I fear that his vitality might leave him some day but I wish that day never comes.' Suddenly, there came a strange sound from somewhere nearby, like someone running swiftly, but in full armor. The sound came closer, Lord Ariel grabbed Arthur by his collar and pulled him roughly throwing him into some thick bushes. Arthur watched from the bushes as Lord Ariel threw back his cape and drew two daggers stowed at the back of his belt in sheaths. The daggers were a foot long ang gleamed evilly in the light from the lightning. As the runner drew nearer, every muscle in Arthur's body tensed. He watched Lord Ariel from the bushes, his eyes, Arthur noticed his eyes turn slightly blue, then completely blue and his pupils turned white, his eyes were strange, he saw them transform. Suddenly, Arthur was drawn out of his reverie as a man burst forth into his field of vision wearing a bluish armor with a grey tint, Sir Lancelot. Lord Ariel resheathed his daggers and grabbed Sir Lancelot as he stumbled into the arms of the Dagger master.'Ariel!Where's my son?Where is he?' said Lancelot but his voice was slurred and tired. Arthur burst forth from the bushes and hugged his father.'I am glad you are alright son. I was so worried.'Lancelot managed to say,'Take me home.Please.' The three left from there. They rested at the Falconreach Inn that night where Serenity tended to Lancelot. Arthur looked at Lancelot's right arm where a large gash had opened. Blood had seeped out of it.Serenity tended to it and then turned to the other two,'Are you two hungry?'said she.'Get something for Arthur. I ain't hungry.'said Ariel.Serenity looked solemnly at the three and then quietly left the room. Ariel looked at Lancelot's wounds for some time and then asked,'Where were you? Do give a full account.' Lancelot said,' Rolith had assigned with the task of running down some of the ongoing Sneevil rebellions in the plains south of Oaklore. I thought that I and Eldrangier could go and negotiate with them and maintain peace. Rolith wanted to send help too. I declined the offer and left. I left last night. We were midway through the negotiations when it became dark and rain fell in torrents. Suddenly, someone or something slid into the camp and slit the throats of the sneevils with deadly precision. I climbed onto Eldrangier and we were about to take off when the thing sliced Eldrangier's right forefoot cutting it. Eldrangier roared out madly and released a gout of flame in every direction. I saw it then. It's face was covered by a dark hood and it's eyes which were visible were a dull red with white pupils. It held a long falchion in it's right hand. There was another blinding flash of steel and Eldrangier fell. I....I.....I saw him......fall before my own eyes. My dragon died that night. My amulet shattered into a thousand pieces that very moment and my vision blurred. The thing stood within 10 yards of me and faced me. Death in its eyes. It made it's blindingly fast move. I couldn't act fast enough and it dealt a near fatal blow. I dropped my sword and ran like hell. A coward!! I ran all the way to where you found me. Eldrangier.......he's gone.Forever.' Lancelot closed his eyes in agony and tears fell. Ariel and Arthur left the room and Lancelot lay there with his agony. That night, when Arthur returned alone, he found his father asleep but with a card in his hand. Arthur quietly pulled away the card and read, Rolith's last task Find and Destroy Archangel Troy. Destroy the Council of Angels to every last member. Arthur stared at the note for a while and then touched his father's forehead. It was dead cold. Arthur's eyes screwed up in sudden concern and he brought his own ears close to his father's nose and mouth. He wasn't breathing. Arthur looked in horror at his father's peaceful face. The brave Knight had passed into oblivion to join his Mighty Dragon.

Arthur -> RE: (DF)Rise of A Dragonlord (4/11/2011 3:23:00)
Chapter 3: A Rather Noisy Requiem 'Master Ariel.' said Arthur looking at the grave and the tombstone. 'What is it?' asked Ariel wrapping his arms tightly around Arthur's shoulder. 'What is the Council of Angels?'asked Arthur looking at Ariel. 'What? Who told you about that?' asked Ariel startled. 'Uhh....Father did. What is it?'asked Arthur, interested. 'Before I do, promise me that you won't peek into any of this business.Promise me.'said Ariel concerned. 'Oh ok. Tell me now.' said Arthur promising. 'It is a council of banished DragonLords who have been stripped off their titles and dragons.' said Ariel looking back at the grave. 'For what? Disloyalty? Insubordination?' asked Arthur. 'Arthur, always remember, DragonLords are very strong people who serve no one but themselves, these DragonLords were banished by the other much greater, experienced DragonLords who are also, the elites.'said Ariel. 'Was father one of them?' asked Arthur looking up at Ariel. 'Yes. But he was one of the kindest.' ' And were these DragonLords strong?'asked Arthur. 'Yes, in fact, so strong that the Doom Knights dare not cross swords with them. There was but one DoomKnight who had fought with one of the strongest DragonLords and emerged victorious.' 'Is he alive?' 'Yes, alive and evil.' 'What is his name?' 'I rather not tell you lest you go seeking him.' said Ariel smiling. 'Oh Okay, so, about the Council, are they real angels?'asked Arthur. 'There's no such thing as Angels. It's just a name kept by some good-for-nothings to scare people.' said Ariel,'It's getting dark, we should leave. Come, let's eat and sleep.' Arthur silently followed his master, he felt that telling Ariel about the note and Archangel Troy would only make him more suspicious. He had a feeling that very soon, promises were going to be broken.

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