Mythical Creatures of Sada

Traystal

A change in attitude from the elf was one way to describe what the spirit had just witnessed. Traystal preferred insanity. One minute, the elf was firing an arrow at him (which Traystal knew wouldn't hurt him, but it was the principle that mattered) and the next he was on one knee, apologising and offering to help him on his travels.

"I am the spirit, Traystal, and I don't need a traveling partner. I'm currently with a group anyway." He said, playing the role he imagined the elf expected of him - aloof, wise, and decidedly dead.

He felt a kind of tugging from where he'd left the group. Probably that witch who's taken to calling me 'Blondie'. Her kind were almost the opposite of this elf, capable of press-ganging spirits into servitude, even, apparently, without meaning to.

"Wait! Please?" Rush said as he turned away, and Traystal turned back, looking over the elf again.

He folded his arms and looked him up and down, "Well, perhaps you can be of use. I'm not of your kind, so I don't expect you to serve me or anything as they might. But you can accompany me if you really wish to."

Rush looked relieved, and nodded, seeming to understand. Traystal knew that his chances of getting treated as an equal were slim, though. Well, at least it'll provide some kind of counterbalance to the witch...

"How fast can you move?" He asked the elf, "I need to return to the group I seem to have gotten myself attached to, and I would prefer to use my shadow form, although I am unsure if you can keep up with that."

Meer

He opened his mouth to explain to the little fairy that he had no idea how long they'd be waiting for Alje, Scado, Adam and Ra to return with Lethero, but at that moment, the five they were expecting returned to the cave. Or rather, four did, and only Lethero's body was with them. Meer could see plainly that the old werewolf who could only be Scado's father was dead, even if the others couldn't. They probably have more of an attachment with him. Even so, his eyes remained fixed on the creatures gathered around Lethero's body, and he didn't notice Adam slipping away into the shadows.

Moments later, they were all heading back down to the village. Scado needed to find something in the basement of his father's cottage, April moving some wood out of the way for him with a little help from Ra.

Meer drew his longsword and laid it across his legs, sitting on one of the freshly displaced logs. He started to polish it, deciding that really the only thing he could do right now was sit down and play sentry for a little while.

"So," He said, looking over at Pippa again, "What kind of adventure were you expecting? I was kind of just envisaging helping some innocents escape death when I freed Adam and Scado from the jail, and then going back to my old life." He gave a dry laugh, "Not much chance of that now, huh?"

So... wow... a lot has happened.

Jok101: Yea, Korah is gone with Max so we'll have to do the whole thing with Adam later. And the demon is FULLY under Korah's control, it doesn't matter if Satan himself walked into the room, the demon wouldn't budge, just for future references.

Ra

Ra hesitated for a moment, biting his lip as tentaivley said, "Here I think something can help." Stepping forward he gently touched her forehead as he whispered, "Just close your eyes.."

"Okay..." April murmured, looking a bit awkward as she closed her eyes. Ra reached inside of himself, drawing from the sun. He was as much a part of it as it was of him, even in this mortal body. It rotated and burned from within him, giving him strength, life, and even peace. Stretching within him he grasped onto the warm flames, letting them flow up his arm, and through his hands into April. She let out a quiet sigh as a warm smile filled her face. And that smile, he couldn't describe it but it touched him somehow. It was like the ocean inside of him had finally began to stir.

"What was that?" April was breathless as she looked towards the sun and then back at Ra.

"Part of me..." Ra answered with a slow smile.

"It felt, safe," April whispered. She opened her mouth to say something else when all of a sudden Scado appeared, climbing out of the basement with a map in his hands.

"Everyone!" Scado called, his voice filling the area, "I thank you all for what you have done, but I am afraid I can hardly ask you all to continue with me. The journey I am about to take is dangerous, one that I may not even survive. My father gave his life for it..." the young werewolf paused for a moment, honoring Lethero as everyone bowed their heads in respect. "But I will not let his death be in vain, so I go now to claim the Blood Blade. It has been divided into Four pieces that have been scattered throughout the land. I welcome any who wish to travel with me, and those of you who part, I pray we part as friends." With that said he turned and walked a little distance away as everyone traded looks and began to whisper, deciding what to do.

"What are you going to do Ra?" April asked.

"We can hardly leave him," Ra answered, "The blood blade holds the key to stop Pravus, and whatever else is being concocted by our foes. It is one of the few remaining weapons that have been formed by old magic, it is said that such weapons were created by the gods and given to those of earth for protection." He turned to April, a small smile on his lips as he said, "I have to go with him, I have to help. For some reason this all feels right."

"I know," April said with a light laugh, "For once it does feel right." Turning the two of them walked over to Scado.

The young werewolf acknowledged them with a nod as April spoke first. "We are with you Scado, wherever this journey may take us, wherever we may go."

"My magic will be there to protect you, and guide you," Ra murmured as he reached down and placed his hand on the young werewolf's shoulders.

"I welcome both of you, and thank you," Scado whispered as he stood up and grasped their arms. "Our journey has only begun."

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Boltageman: My next post will include Max and Korah going to summon the Priest, so don't worry it will be coming!

All: I was thinking it would be fun to have to find all of the sword pieces. You know, get a taste of different enviorment and places. Maybe cross a desert for one, and ocean for another. Break into the hall of a king for another... just be creative and all that fun stuff. So I hope it is all cool with everyone, especially you lethero.

Okay since people are getting confused here is another synopsis of the WHOLE story so far, up to where we are now.

Here is a quick Synopsis of the Story as far as I can tell: So those of us below went to Rescue Scado. Whether you were with us in the beginning or not we set off to rescue Scado who had been capture by Lord Crayas, Meer's Father. Lethero - Scado's Father - asked us to because a threat has once again risen against Magical creatures and we need his son's help to stop it. Along the way we picked up an... assortment of magical creatures. Now back where Scado was being held another human named Adam, who is a companion of the Vampire Peace, was also captured so Peace sought us out so we could help rescue him as well. Meer went to visit the Prisoners because he didn't believe they were being held rightfully. With his influence he managed to trick the guards to "transfer" the prisoners. While they were on the road they ran into our party, and after a short skirmish (Let's be honest they didn't stand much of a chance), we killed the guards and freed the prisoners. Now we have to move, because Lord Crayas had wizards who will be aware that the prisoners have been gone and freed. We need to head back to Lethero to find out what to do (which will be hard because he is gone). So we rescued Scado and Adam, and found a new companion in Meer, who is a human by the way. We all started heading back when we were attacked by a Necromancer by the name of Korah. We don't know a lot about him besides that he works for the King. Korah summoned a large demon (think Balrog from LOTR), and he attacked us with 50 knights and 4 wizards. We fought them, but then Korah (The Necromancer), summoned zombies and the demon was doing some damage so we gathered together and retreated. Enraged he lost us Korah went to the town where Lethero (remember him? He is the old werewolf who started this whole thing) was at, hoping to capture/kill him and take a hold of the Blood Blade and Blood Armor. He couldn't find Lethero but he wiped out the whole town, and then went around telling everyone that magical creatures did it so they all hate us more (if that is even possible). So after traveling we have just arrived at the town to find it destroyed and almost everyone dead. The few humans who are left claim that a dragon did this and they saw it flying off with Lethero. Has he been captured? Killed? Did the Dragon really do it? We're not sure but we are heading out to find him...

Added: So we all headed off after the dragon. Luckily we got a good night of sleep in, which we all need. Fawkes (He is our phoenix friend) headed off to get some help. He ended up returning, telling us that the nearby Phoenix tribe had been wiped out and he had accidently inhaled a little but of the poison. He soon burst into flame (pretty fire...) before reverting to a chick which April is now carrying around. As we were backing up camp and getting ready to go two dragons and a firedrake appeared in the distance. We prepared to fight but they were friends and claimed that Lethero was being attacked by a new evil known as Pravus. Alje (she is the older female dragon), Ra, Adam, and Scado all quickly went to help Lethero. When they got there they had a short fight with Pravus and she destroyed the Blood Blade (NO!!!) and then left us while Lethero died in Scado's arms. He said that the Blood Blade that had been destroyed was merely a copy and that the real one was hidden somewhere, and in his basement back at the town, locked in a barrel was the map. So he died... (*cries softly*), and we headed back to get the map. We have picked up two new arrivals at the town, an Elf named Rush (who has yet to be introduced but make her feel welcome), and don't forget Traystal (He's a dead guy, a spirit to be exact). Now Scado has the map and we all get a choice, help him recover the four pieces of the Blood Blade... or wonder off to do our own thing...

There, hope it helps you all!

Pippa:

Pippa still couldn't believe taht Lethero was dead, she knew that Nicarga and her mother would want to know, but she needed to stay wtih the group.

"Just a rescue mission, get away from the pack for a while then come back. I have a lot of my mom and grandma in me." She shrugged.

"What about your dad?" He asked.

"I don't know, mom said he took off a long time ago, well right before I was born." She ran a hand through her hair. "It's a tradition I guess. My grandpa died right before my mom was born."


**I've nothing**

Of course Altu would go with the others. He had made many friends on this long perilous journey so far, and he is not about to give them up yet. He made this known to Scado, who patted him on the shoulder and thanked him for offering his help. He grinned at the prospect of setting off with his friends again. There was only one problem though. What did Lane want to do?
He had taken quite a liking to the little fairy, and didn't want to leave her behind. But Scado needed his help, and so he would embark with the others to find the four pieced of the Blood Blade.
He trotted over to Pippa to ask where Lane was, but slowed to a stop when he saw that she was curled up on Pippa's shoulder. He sat beside her, extending one of his wings and preening it softly. The relaxing motion almost made him feel sleepy.
Suddenly, a variety of noises met his ears, all of them fierce and defensive. He jumped upwards with a roar, turning to the source of the noise. All of the creatures had surrounded something... he couldn't see from here. He charged forwards, his muscles tensed, ready for a fight.
He shoved his way through the crowd.
What he saw in the centre, made his heart feel like an invisible force had clamped down on it and stopped it from beating altogether.
A massive scaly basilisk turned his reptilian head towards Altu, regarding him with intense yellow eyes. They glowed like twin suns as a low hiss emitted from it's throat.
"Altu, my son. It is Shed-Scale, your father."
Every single creature turned slowly to look at Altu, their faces a mixture of shock and anger. He disregarded them all together, gazing with wide eyes at this creature.
"It couldn't be, the humans killed my parents!" Altu roared, rearing up and stomping down hard on the ground. Shed-Scale seemed almost impressed.
"I still bear the scars of the day they attacked, son. I am your father, and I have found you at last," the great snake crooned softly, slithering forwards while keeping his head raised to Altu's level.
The white ridges along his moss coloured skin was clearly visible. All the horrors of Altu's past seemed to disappear, smothered by his sudden realisation.
"Father," was the only choked noise he could make.

*I hope this is ok, I wanted Shed-Scale to try and turn Altu to the dark side I just thought it would be interesting. He just looks like the Harry Potter basilisk btw*

*note: Lethero is Scado's grandfather, not his father. And I like the what you did, DSF by saying the Blood Blade being split. It will make this storybook go longer.*

-Scado-

Scado looked around and was glad that everyone agreed to help him. He kneeled on the ground and unrolled the map showing the areas of Sada with four seperate points with strange marking next to them located on the four corners.

April walked over and examined the map and said, "Ok, I guess those points are the locations of the pieces, but what are those weird symbols next to them?"

"They are an ancient Werewolf language," Scado replied. "Not all Werewolves know it now, but my grandfather taught it to me." He studied the map carrfully before continueing "I'm not sure on some of their meanings, but that one," he pointed to the one in the northwest corner, "is Gijl, meaning blade. The one in the Southwest corner is Tomka, which is handle. The only part of the marking in the Northwest corner is Bihlo, or blood, the rest of the meaning is unclear. I can't even begin to interpret the other one."

"So we know one spot holds the blade, handle, and something to do with with blood," Ra said. He pointed to the last symbol that Scado did not translate. "That is the only one we do not know."

"I guess we'll just have to go there and find out," Pippa said.

"Pack whatever you can find," Scado said. "We're going to need a lot of things: food, water, weapons, flint, and possibley money if we encounter any villages. No one seems to live here anymore so get what you can from every house. We'll be leaving as soon as the moon is up."

"Why not in the morning?" April asked.

Scado smiled. "Because tonight is the full moon."

MWAHAHAHAH the Priest is being summoned!

Also, just to encourage you all. We don't need to have action going on every second. this is a story, so feel free to have fun. Develop your characters personality, play around with dialogue as you develop history and get to know others better. That is the best thing to do while you group is traveling. It gets dull to be attacked every second. So develop, create, and form characters that everyone gets to know and love, trust me, its fun!

Oh... Lethero is grandfather. Figures that right when i understand that he ends up being dead...

Korah

The great demon soared high above, swirling among the clouds as its leathery wings fiercely pumped the air, propelling them on. Its fiery red eyes glowed dimly in the light, like burning embers they looked down from above at that was below them. Then the demon suddenly let out a sudden roar and swooped down, slowly circling as they began to descend to the ground below.

Korah stood on the demon's back. His black cloak ruffled and fluttered in the violent wind that swirled all around them. His obsidian hair was slicked back and held down by a small pony tail to keep it from flapping in his face, and strapped to his back was a single sword. Beside him stood Max. The ancient vampire let out small hiss's of excitement as they approached their destination, as they approached their Master.

Soon the might beast alighted on the ground and knelt down, allowing Korah and Max to leap off before Korah once again sealed it inside of his amulet. Turning they viewed the small valley that had landed in. In the center of the valley stood a circle of large stone pillars made of pure white marble. Intricate symbols and signs had been carved into the stones and then inlaid with delicate gold leaf. In the center of the circle rested a black altar and already numerous beings were gathered around it. Korah and Max hurried over, entering the stone circle as those there turned to greet them.

"Korah," a thin man said with a toothy grin. His beady gray eyes flittered back and forth, almost nervously from the Vampire to the Necromancer as he raised a knobby hand to rub his tousled white hair.

"Priest Horus," Korah answered with a slight nod.

"Ahhh... you have arrived," A loud booming voice called. Turning they saw a large man come striding to them. He was almost seven feet tall, with a huge barreled chest and arms the size of a man's head. He wore no shirt, but was clad in the finest linen pants and a purple cloak was thrown over his back, clasped with a gold chain and a small ruby.

"Your Majesty," Max hissed as he and Korah both bowed.

"We can begin," the King said with a grin, his voice like thunder. "And not a moment to soon, tell them what you told me Oracle."

A small lady came shuffling over. She wore snow white robes that fluttered down to the ground, dragging along behind her. Her head was covered with a white piece of silk and in one hand she held a white staff, topped with a multi faceted crystal. Her white hair cascaded down to her shoulders, and her large almond shaped eyes eyed the two new comers with something like expectance. "Pravus has been released," she whispered, her voice like honey. "And with her she has also called forth her lover, Sempre."

"Impossible," Max snapped, "I thought a wizard took care of them years ago?"

"He did," the Oracle purred, "But they have once again been released. Pravus is the more powerful of the two, for which we are fortunate, but their mission does not match with ours."

"What can be done to stop them?" the Priest, Horus, asked?

"They can only be killed by a blade forged from the Old Magic," the oracle hissed, "or unless a pure life is willingly given as a sacrifice to stop them." She paused, looking at them all before continuing, "But the Priest can also stop them. The spirit we are about to conjure will be more then a match for both Pravus and Sempre. As you all know it feeds on magic, consumes it like food. Their powers will be useless against it."

"But it is hardly invincible itself," Korah murmured, "Its weaknesses are similar, a blade forged by the Old Magic can kill it."

"True," the Oracle answered with a wicked grin, "But I have seen the future, glimpsed what is to come. Pravus and Sempre are not what we have to fear, the priest will be able to take care of them without a problem if the need shall arise. Our problem likes in the Blood Blade, and a young werewolf named... Scado." She spat the name out, almost as if it were a curse. "This young pup holds the blood of the ancients in his veins, and if he finds the sword, if he gets a hold of the Blood Blade, he alone will be able to stop the priest."

"Then we shall kill him," Horus said, as if the answer to their problem was simple.

"Don't be a fool," the Oracle snapped, "He has already gathered powerful allies to his cause, beings who posses powers equal to our own." She turned to Korah and pointed at him, "You have seen them, fought them haven't you?"

"Yes..." Korah murmured as he rubbed his chin in deep thought. "Powerful magical creatures follow this werewolf. Wizards, witches, griffilisks, griffins, phoenixes, fairies, and many others. It will not be able to simply kill him. But we do have a spy in their midst," he said, glancing over at Max.

"Indeed," Max growled, "I have one of their companions, a young Griffin currently under my control, watching everything they say and do."

"Good," the King boomed, "we will at least know what they are doing and planning."

"We must try to stop them," the Oracle ordered, "But beyond that we must get the Blood Blade before they do, it is vital for our survival. But so is the priest," turning to the King she said, "With your permission majesty, let us begin the summoning."

The King nodded as the Vampire, Horus, Oracle, and the Necromancer turned and approached the black altar. Incense and candles had already been laid out as vessels to guide the spirit on its path to them. Blood had been spread around the ground, and used to draw symbols to ward of trouble, but to also keep the spirit contained. The oracle started the chant, waving her hands in the air she drew symbols and patterns as the dark and ancient words began to flow off of her tongue. Horus joined her next, his voice rising and falling with hers as they began to summon the dead.

Korah almost shivered in excitement as they ritual began. He could feel the dark energy in the place growing as the white stone columns began to pulse and buzz as the magic in the small valley grew and escalated. His job was one of the more important. As the Necromancer he would bind the Spirit to their world, and also help form a vessel, a new body for it to dwell in. Any Necromancer could summon the dead, but only a truly gifted one could make the dead look and seem alive. Max joined the chant next, raising his hands into the air as he threw a dark powered into the air. His blood was needed for this as well, to strengthen the Priest as well as give it youth, and immortality.

Korah soon joined in next. As the sky above them began to fill with dark clouds that boomed and flashed with thunder and lighting. The very earth began to moan under their feet as the dark energies rose and a violent wind filled the valley. All four were now chanting together, their words and movements perfectly timed and sinked. As one they raised their hands into the air and sliced their palms before letting their blood, or in Korah's case, the black liquid, leak from their bodies and fall to the altar. As each drop fell it pooled together, turning and writing as it formed a sort of small whirlpool on the altar's surface.

"Arise!" The Oracle shouted!

"ARISE," she said again, this time Horus joined her.

"ARISE!" they both shouted, Max joining.

"ARISE!" all four of them bellowed as Korah joined in! The storm had reached its apex, lighting flashed and thunder boomed as a large pillar of energy shot into the sky with a roar. All four of the beings stepped back as a body appeared in the energy.

"I have arisen," a voice suddenly called as the energy faded into the night sky. A single person stood on the altar. completely naked and bald the being slowly looked up to face those around him. "I have come," he whispered, "Now... let me feed,,,"

April~~

Crouched on the ground next to the map APril tried to decipher the words. She couldn't but by tomorrow she knew she would, she studied the curves and the structure, how the letters seemed to bunch and for symbols. She smiled widely but her thought process was interrupted by the sight of a Basilisk that Altu seemed to know.

"Amazing," She manged to say quite breathlessly.

"Father?" Altu choked.

"Hello my son you may finally return home with me," The beast said slowly, his fangs clicked with everyword.

The scales were a pale yet beautiful gray, so April assumed this basilisk was quite old. April had never actually seen one, only read of them in old books found in thrift shops. She let her smile shine through as the beast drew closer to the group, it's reptilian body glistened in the sun. The baby pheonix chirped,

"Shush..' She whispered and loosened the bag,"Fine you can see too."

"Who might these be?" The father asked his son, pointing with it's snout to the group.

Since Sempres baisicly a different guy I'll post his profile. DSF I'll daily it so Lethro dosen't have too he said that the Pravius was more powerful than the Priest but whatever intreasting fight.

Name: Sempre per

Age: old as time looks 19 like Adam

Personalitly. Pravius's consionnes they go together like two part of a clock. He is cold but has a playful nature and is also finding that parts of Adams attitude is seeping through to his.

History: Some of the ancient gods they created the modern gods like Ra but they
Made to many for them to control and the modern gods banished them to a different relm. Were they grew bitter and spiteful getting more so as the beilevers abandoned them for the modern gods. Eventually one of the modern gods opened the door to the relm, Obilisk. Pravius escaped and destroyed Obilisk making the doorway to the relm start to close. Sempre just got through.

Powers: Baisicly your Tipical god powers. But sempre meaning forever was
His to en name because he is the god that mainly represents invicibles (vampires, phonixs, basilik, etc) that was in his prime though. Now he is more if a dark god. But baisicly even old magic can't kill him. However one of the main reasons he is mad and spiteful is only because Pracius is if she was killed he would stop his rampage.

Other: talked to the Priest while he was cursed.

Max

"Of course my master," Max said calmly and put a knife to his arm, it buried in, and only let out a small moan as he pulled it out. The blood dripped down, and he caught it in a veil.

He carefully took out another veil, and poured the two together.

"The blood that runs through the vampires veins, and the tears from a phoenix shall let the priest arise," the oracle hissed and Max handed the open container to the Priest.

The man drank as if it was his last meal, or first. When he was done he licked his lips, and let out a laugh, of evil and joy. All people in the room bowed to the man, as he looked it over.

"I thank you all for giving me life, now why have you called me here?" The priest asked.

"It is the magical creatures, they are becoming dangerous once more," the king said. "And we need your help, your wisdom to help us."

During the quick break as the priest though, Max took a veil and poured some phoenix tears on his own wound.


Yeah not exactly sure what to say here.

*Jok, I said no godmoding your characters. Yes, I know DSF has a god character he is not all powerful as you make Sempre out to be. I do not mind you making a villian, I encourage it, but unless you add some weaknesses to him so he his not onmiscent, I will not accept him as a character.*

-Scado-

Scado had searched his grandfather's destroyed house and put everything he could into a single bag. The one thing he could not find a distant sword or bow and arrows. Pulling it up his shoulder he walked to the entrance of the village. Mostly everyone was there, and all those who were there had full packs.

As the sky darkened everyone else arrived. He watched as the moon slowly appeared, it shown with bright intensitety. He could feel his blood begin to boil with joy. He saw Pippa next to him with the same joy on her face. Slowly they both shifted form. Going through their Werewolf form and stopping when they each were full wolves. He nodded at Pippa and they both howled into the night.

Everyone ready? Scado asked relaying his message by thought.

"You talk to us through you minds?" April said.

Well, I don't have vocal cords right now, now do I, Scado replied.

"We're ready when you are, Scado," Ra said.

Let's go. And the group of Magical Creatures disappeared into the night.

Also, jok, you don't need to change anything really for this, but it he would not be a god of the invincibles, but more the immortals, because A basilisk and Vampire can be killed, but are immortal out side of battle, and have certain ways only to kill them.

Now to post.


Ironclaw

His eyes darted side to side. A moment ago He, Ironclaw, had taken the map from Scado, and was now making a copy of it for Max. He had to be careful, for there was a great risk of being caught. When he was done, he tucked the copy into his gold pouch, and slipped the old one back where he found it. On his way back, he passed a mirror, and saw he was a mess. All his features were poking out, many hanging on barley, and if not they were messed and unkempt. His beak was not of it's usual sheen, being to busy to was it did that, and his eyes had bags under them, and were strained.

But he had no time to waste think of the strains of being a spy, because he was brought down with the others to set off on the journey. After they set off, Ironclaw had a mostly uneventful few minutes, until he remembered the map, and thought of Max.

"Yes," Max's voice echoed in his head, "Why have you called.

"It is regarding the sword, the blood paw blade I believe. We have a map to find it, and I have a copy for you. There are four parts, so you should be able to get others before us. You will need to meet me tonight though, but in the dawn would be best advised, we have werewolves, and they would sense you here. Plus the one, Scado, is suspicious, I think he knows what I am up to," The griffin said softly.

"Very well, I shall do my best to be where you are by dawn. Just keep the map safe, and try not to get caught. Though do not kill the wolf boy if he finds out of you, no that is off limits, call me instead. I might be able to persuadehim to forget, or help us," Max said cody and broke the connection between the two.

Fine, he can be killed by the blood blade. And thanks bolt I was tired but yeah your right. I kind of meant things that lived forever and were hard to kill.

Sempre

I stroad across the lawn leading up to Lord Crayases house. Some guards came at me but I killed them gracefully with my old kataan that I had summoned. I tapped the door with my sword and it dissoled into nothing. I grabed lord crayos nick and held him up high to the sky.

"were is the Necromancer?" I said in a commanding voice. I felt a surge of releif as the lord didn't answer time for me to use my powers a bit, I was taking every possible chance to use them. I released some energy into my hand and Crayos screaded as flesh started to shar.

"please I don't know, all I know is that he was going to summon, the the the Preist" Crayos finished and I could tell he wasn't lying. Still however I let my hand burn away his flesh until nothing was left but bone. It was time to go find this necromancer and make him reopen the portle to the dark god relm and my kind would rule again.

YAY! Glad we got it all figured out . And remember all, the Priest FEEDS on magical creatures and magic in general so ALL magic is rather... useless against him because it would only make him stronger. Rather interesting really...

Boltageman: So where do you want to go with all of this? I was thinking that Korah and Max could simply follow them to the blade piece when they finally get there and try to take it from them so we could have a little battle. Or if you wanted to, since we now have a copy of the map, we could go after a separate piece. Or we could even do both! Watcha feel like doing?

Jok101: Where oh where is Korah...

All: Since we didn't seem to have an exact destination i thought I would give us a nudge, hope this works, if not let me know!

Ra

Ra felt a slight pinch of weariness as the group of magical creatures plodded along through the night. Night may be the favorite time of the werewolves, but it was hardly his. He preferred the sun in all of its glory, which is why he rarley, if ever traveled at night. "You okay?" Atlu asked from beside him, the big creature casting him an odd glance as Ra wiped a line of sweat from his forehead.

"Yea," Ra answered with a tired grin, "I just prefer to travel during the day."

"I would prefer to fly," Alje muttered from behind.

"Why don't you?" April asked.

"Were not far enough away from the village, and we'd rather no one see us. Even if it is night a dragon is a rather... easy target to spot," Alje answered.

"Luckily I'm not!" a light voice chirped as the firedrake, Fyra, zoomed by overhead with a light life.

Lane giggled at the small dragon and Scado called, "Come on everyone, we need to keep the pace moving, we will make camp during the day and catch some sleep then."

"Where are we going again?" April asked as Fawkes let out a small cheep from his pouch.

"We are heading for the river," Ra answered, "From there we will be taking a small ship down to Kiren Meuth. It's a large port town that sits a ways down the river and it is also the entrance into the Horven Dessert."

"Great," Atlu muttered, "A dessert, just what someone wants to see for miles on end, sand."

April chuckled as she said, "Yea, its one of the biggest desserts in all of Sada. The map points to a group of mountains in the middle. We will probably have to join a caravan and from there travel for about 5-7 days to reach the mountains."

"Great," Ra answered, "Sound's easy."

"Hardly!' Scado said with a grunt. He was in the front but had been listening to the conversation. Turning his head back he said, "The mountains are said to be cursed."

"Of course they are cursed," Pippa muttered sarcastically, "For once why couldn't there be a nice big lush garden instead of some dumb old curse mountains."

"Wouldn't be as fun then," Alje answered.

"You think curses are fun?" Meer asked in disbelief, totally missing the sarcasm.

"What's the curse?" Ra asked, clearly interested in the magical side of things.

"Well... it's kind of odd," Scado admitted, "Because no one knows. I'm guessing it's just a rumor."

"We can only hope..." Ra murmured as they all turned and continued on.

Shed-Scale

He slithered through the sand dunes, his slender body perfectly built for desert travel. His grey scaled reflected white in the moonlight, as he almost swam through the sand.
How can I get him to join me? he thought, watching his son chat with Ra up ahead. They had talked the whole way so far, but he couldn't bring himself to Altu that he was really a traitor to these creatures...
The subject of his mother had yet to arise. It was a sensitive spot for both of them. Shed-Scale flinched at the thought of her name, it hurt too much to think of her right now,
He kept a far distance from the others, they glared at him the whole way across the sandy plain with hate in their eyes. He didn't mind, he was used to it by now.
He saw Altu turn his chromatic head away from Ra.
"Father, come meet my friend, Ra," he said proudly, shooting the silver snake a huge grin.
He sighed slightly with a low hiss, not sure what Ra would make of this.
"Coming, my son," he said, speeding up to catch up with Altu and Ra.