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Raharu95 -> (DF) Anima Tails: Will of Scarlet Fire (2/4/2013 21:36:38)
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*A VurrMan pops out of the ground wearing a open best and a Minstrel's hat. He waves* Greetings everyone, as you already know I am Raharu, de resident friendly VurrMan wid a strange accent. Hehehe, I 'ave not written in a long time, and I hope dis story does not end up orphaned like two oder unrelated ones.
Some Info on dis Story. It Occurs During de time of de second chapter in DragonFable, de events of the prologue occurring a bit after de time of de Chapter 1 finale, a certain event starring our a Distressed powerful mage dressed in blue comes to mind."
Disclaimers: I'm not really sure I need to say dis, but I will anyway, as better being safe dan to be sorry. All characters in dis story except for my own are from Dragonfable and thus belong to Artix Entertainment LLC. I am merely using dem and de setting for dis tale.
Now that de intro's are out of de way, I shall begin my tale. Hope you enjoy it. ^_^
Prologue
It was a warm and young summer day of rustling green, a time were energy steamed out from the living. The sun radiantly spread its warmth across the land and smiled upon a certain forest. The colors of its leaves did not match the season’s motif, as the leaves and shrubs colors ranged from amber to golden brown to almost actual golden. Despite their autumn colors, the forest was still vibrant, and there were no creatures more lively than the beings playing within it, their Geta's, those type of wooden sandals with base elevated by wooden rectangles and holding the food with Y straps, making bold steps upon the soil.
A mother, who looked younger than she actually was, was observing her children play. The mother was a lean and small figure wearing a Japanese Dress of scarlet and black, with golden trims at the triangle neckline of the kimono, golden cuffs, and golden hems at the end of her long hakama, the pants. The straps of the hakama were knotted into a ribbon on her back. The mother also carried an interesting sight with her. Wrapped about her body was a small Panlong, or Chinese dragon, of Golden scales and jade beady eyes, its head floating above her left shoulder.
The children, a young boy and girl, were very broad in comparison, and were already taller than their mother. They were both wearing the same kind of Japanese outfits with the same color scheme, but the boy wore short black pants that simply covered above the knee, with straps in a simple knot, while the girl had a dress identical to her mother’s, except wide enough to fit her broad body.
The two children were not using their clothes right now though. They were both wearing simple short pants right now, as they were wrestling while their mother observed to make sure it did not went not out of hand . The brother could easily get the sister into a lock, but she could easily slip out an get him into a lock. They were both pretty evenly matched, but eventually the match ended with the boy winning. He was very sweaty as he held his arms up high and laughed out loud in Victory.
“GRAGRAGRAGRAGRA!!! I won, I won! You lose Scar…” His boast was cut short by his sister pushing him while he was unaware.
“It won’t end this way next bro.”
The boy got himself up quickly and confronted her “You Wanna bet ?!”
“As always!” She responded challengingly.
A small clap from the mother stopped them from starting another match. “Abyss, Scarlet, that’s enough, I don’t want you too dirty for when your father arrives. Go now and wash the dirt off, he should be here soon.” Both kids were about to protest, but the mother dismissed them with a hand wave “Go.”
The kids obeyed, and Scarlet proposed they ran to see who arrived at the river first. Abyss grinned and immediately started running as he exclaimed “You are on, sis!”
The mother smiled as Scarlet rushed towards Abyss downhill.
Sometime passed, and the noises of nature, the chirping of the birds and the feral animals roaming about, went silent for no apparent reason. Even the flow of the nearby river seemed to be muffled. The mother raised an eyebrow and looked around, worried. Suddenly she felt the earth shake beneath her, a tremor that gradually increased in intensity. The mother stood up before it got to a point where she would have been unable to.
“Whaaats goooiing ooon?!” She exclaimed as she struggled to keep balance. The Dragon around her slithered his tail to the floor to give the mother some balance, and then he spoke.
“I’m not sure, Redell, but I feel uneasy. You must be feeling it too… There is some sort of power concentrating around this place.”
Redell, the mother, was finally able to compose herself in the tremor. “Scarlet, Abyss! I got to…”
She was not able to complete her sentence. The color scheme of things was suddenly dyed purple. Before you could say breakfast, a rift of swirly purple matter opened right in front of the mother, and it began sucking everything that was not rooted in the ground into itself. Redell was not, and thanks to the still going quake she easily lost her balance. She and the Panlong, were pulled, flying into the ethereal portal. She did not even had time to draw the blade at her side and stick it into the ground, and she was not properly positioned to propel herself away, the rift was too close.
She screamed as she was sucked into the purple mass of energy, and she could hear a thunderous roar behind her. Before Redell was lost into the rift, there was a brief moment were she just sort of floated in the nothing. Apparently someone had grabbed her and was trying to pull her out. It did not last long, however, and she did not even have the opportunity to see who had tried to rescue her. The full force of the rift grabbed her back and drew her in completely. She could see only purple during the whole experience, and then there was darkness.
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