[center][img]http://i845.photobucket.com/albums/ab20/XxKayla36xX/Kyla.png[/img][h2]&[/h2][img]http://i845.photobucket.com/albums/ab20/XxKayla36xX/Felix.png[/img][h3]Unseelie Queendom, Training Grounds[/h3][/center] The two had been training for a good half of the morning, non-stop at half their full potential and had decided to rest for a bit, watching as their two forces joined in joint training. [color=gold] “So… heh… It would seem… heh… you haven’t forgotten your Unseelie training.”[/color] He said as he slumped to the ground from fatigue. Kyla spoke between breaths. [color=teal]”And… your… not bad… for a [i[human[/i], Commander.”[/color] she smiled at him, gaining a grin from Felix. She leaned into him and laid a hand on his and looked into his eyes. [color=teal]”It was very bold of you to talk to Cynbel that way..”[/color] He grimaced. [color=gold]”A bold move that had to be done. He was too confident in his motives. He had to take in consideration that he isn’t [i]just[/i] commanding Unseelie, he is commanding my troops as I am with his as well. Risks must be taken in order to get what you want. I am confident in my decisions and yet, at the same time, I’m not..[/color] Kyla furrowed her brow and leaned in towards him. [color=teal] Cynbel seems to think so considering that he took your advice.”[/color] Felix sighed in frustration. [color=gold]”Yes but it’s like pulling teeth or...I don’t know...teaching an old, stubborn dog a new trick.”[/color] Kyla laughed as she patted his shoulder. [color=teal]”But that old dog you’re talking about seemed to learn quickly.”[/color] He looked down and smirked. [color=gold]”I can see why many of the fey honor him-”[/color] Kyla frowned. [color=teal]”Honor is-”[/color] Felix stopped her with the wave of a hand. [color=gold]”I know, I know. Honor is a lie. You stopped believing in that code a long time ago after you joined the Order.”[/color] She looked down and glanced over to him. [color=teal]”But I haven’t forgoítten my old code.”[/color] Felix moved closer to her and gave her comfort. [color=gold]”I don’t want you to forget about your code. It’s a part of you and always will be.”[/color] He smiled at her and brought his attention back to the training grounds. An hour had passed and a certain silver-haired general made his appearance on the grounds, showing a rookie certain moves to better him. Felix bit his inner cheek and watched. The general certainly had his way to get through to the soldiers, even his own. His perceptive skills could match even Sulley’s and that is another reason why he respected him. Cynbel watched the rangers test the strength of their bowstrings, firing relentlessly at the centers of targets. He nodded and kept on walking. A number of swordsmen were dueling in the center of the grounds. This was the area were Cynbel started himself, before he was Commander. A young, royal boy who was too green to know what was good for him. He’d gotten his ass handed to him time and again, until Morrígan’s blood had manifested in him. Cynbel studied their footwork with keen eyes, each swing of their blades and twist of their torsos. He stepped in to a duel and interjected, offering advice to both parties separately on how to improve their stance. Eventually, Cynbel made his way over to Kyla and Felix. There closeness did not go unnoticed. [i]Very interesting…[/i] The General bowed politely, his moonlight-colored hair stirring in the breeze. [color=lightgray]”Our people are glad to see you home, Kyla.”[/color] he remarked. Her smile faded as she looked away in shame. He said our, not my, because he still believed her to be one of their own…. Unlike some of the more malicious sects of Unseelie. For every faerie who was glad to see the former-General’s return, there were two who breathed words like “traitor” and “turncloak” into the whispers of the Court. [color=lightgray]”I am interested to hear your thoughts on the upcoming battles. You were an idol of mine, the way you lead our army when I was just a whelp fighting with sticks and stones, and now look at us.”[/color] his voice was wistful and nostalgic, he even laughed a little. Her voice betrayed her thoughts when she spoke about her return. [color=teal]”I feel very happy that I was welcomed back with such regard. I wish I was never taken from here but I was also glad I had gotten to see what I could outside the walls. Even if it was in cages. But I do remember you Cynbel, you were young and yet as fearless as an orc and as fierce as a dragon...Even in training and I see that you never gave up. [/color] She smiled at the memories. The former general looked up to the new one, a smile on her face as she let a faint chuckle escape. [color=teal]”As for the battle to come however-”[/color] Now was her chance to speak about her take on the plan. [color=teal]”I could see your stand on the matter. We have the advantage since our forces have major offensive capabilities, but now that we have the Order on our side. We have gained a major defensive and tactical advantage. The Seelie do not know of the Order’s being here I believe and they are known for fighting smart for a lack of a better word.”[/color] She gave the general her observation and looked over to Felix who nodded. [color=lightgray]“They are indeed… slaves to their logic and obsession with order, much as we our to our passions and love of chaos.”[/color] he nodded thoughtfully. They were both strengths and weaknesses to either side, forever balancing each other out in this endless war. Truth be told, this war would only be [i]won[/i] by either side through the addition of outside forces. This was a time of change, and Cynbel wasn’t sure just how good this change would be. He feared the falling of his own Court… the losses would be greater than any known throughout their divided history. [color=teal]”Passion before duty…”[/color] She recited aloud. Cynbel nodded and said the words in an echo. Kiara had accused him of not following that part of the code many a time. He had hurt her in his absence, that much he knew. He sighed, wondering what she was up to then… if she was happy, [i]if she still hated him[/i]. [color=lightgray]”We will fight the best we can, see how Felix’s idea here works out.”[/color] Cynbel looked to the human Commander, a soft smile on his lips. An idea had popped into the young human commander’s head. [color=gold]”Commander... I was just thinking...How would you like to boost the morale of the troops by having us, the Commander of the Order and the General of the Unseelie, in a spar. They would enjoy a good fight, plus we can see each other’s capabilities.”[/color] Kyla chuckled. [color=teal]”Do you really think you can take an Unseelie general?”[/color] She stifled a laugh at which Felix playfully glared. [color=gold]” I took you on didn’t I? In more ways than one if my-ow![/color] She punched him in the arm playfully as he laughed. Cynbel raised a brow and chuckled, love birds, as he thought. [color=lightgray]”Now there’s an idea… what style of fight? Your choice, my friend.”[/color] he smirked, confident that he could best the man in most matters. It wasn’t often that people challenged him, this was exciting. [/color=gold]Hmmm..”[/color] He thought as he brought his hand up to his chin and scratched his stubble. He smirked as he glanced at him. [color=gold] First blood is a bit much. I say until the other yields or a knockout ends it, hm?”[/color] He offered. [color=lightgray]”Hahaha, if we did first blood, you’d never win. A yield, it is.”[/color] Felix glared at him but sighed. He was right as far as a first blood match was concerned. He wasn’t called the Iron Fey without reason. Cynbel put his hand to his hip and tapped the iron blade. [color=lightgray]”A swordfight, then? Or hand to hand?”[/color] he grinned mischievously [color=lightgray]”Would using magick be too much of an advantage?”[/color] Felix raised a brow and shookhis head as he patted his smokey blade. [color=gold]”That won’t be a problem Cynbel. I have ways and Sulley taught me a few things as well though I’m leagues from being at his level and I feel that is how it will always be. Cynbel and Felix walked the distance to a clearing big enough to have a proper sparring match. The fight would of course draw more than a few onlookers, it already had and they hadn’t even started swinging yet. Cynbel tied his liquid silver hair back, fastening it with a leather cord that had bones and black feathers tied at the ends. His clothing was light and easy to move around in, as he didn’t really need armor. He wore it sometimes, but it was more for show than necessity. The faerie general poised his hand over the sheathed blade and locked eyes with Felix, waiting for Kyla to give signal to start. When she did, the sound of metal sliding against metal rang out. Cynbel stepped forward at the same time as Felix. The human brought up his wrist to block as a tower shield protruded from the wrist guard. It rang out loudly as they pushed off of one another and repositioned. Cynbel took on a defensive posture, studying his opponent for tells. The hit was as hard as expected for someone who had been fighting for a long time. He looked Cynbel up and down before he decided to draw out his blade, a plume of eerie black fumes escaped its sheath as he placed his left arm forward and his right that held the sword slightly behind him. Felix was like a coiled snake ready to strike as he slowly strafed around Cynbel. Cynbel moved faster than one might expect for such a tall faerie. He deftly used his wings to burst dodge away from attacks. When he had been defensive long enough to spot patterns in Felix’s fighting style, he picked up on the offense. The general lunged forward as if he was going to strike on the right, but instead he feigned to the left and grazed the human’s armor with his blade. Felix’ eyes followed to the best he could to keep up with the general, He stepped forward to strike at the general but as he feigned to the left he spun counterclockwise, his shield coming forth and slammed into the general's side enough to move him away as he forward with a strike down to Cynbel’s back. As the blade made its descent, the fumes whipped around violently and solidified with jagged and twisted edges. The shield vibrated with the force of slamming into what felt like a steel beam. Cynbel seemed unphased by the strike, but moved to dodge the sword blow. He was quick, but not quick enough to dodge it completely. Whatever magick the sword was endued with singed off Cynbel’s shirt sleeve. Two could play that game. The faerie mumbled under his breath and the iron blade in his hand starting to zap and crackle. Felix smirked as he charged forward swung, the smoke shifted and strengthened again, adding length and weight to the end of it but surprisingly it felt very lightweight to the human as he wielded it with a flawless grace. The blade came down upon Cynbel's own with a loud clang as the current ran through his own blade, across his body and into the shield. The human commander’s face scrunched up in pain from the current but he held his ground. Cynbel chuckled [color=lightgray]”You are tough, I like you.”[/color] he remarked, not even slightly out of breath yet. Felix grinned through gritted teeth. This back and forth went on for quite some time. Felix discovered that the blade would not cut Cynbel, but the magick did do some damage to his aura. The human tired at a faster rate than the faerie, not his fault, just a biological thing. Regardless, Cynbel took advantage of this and pressed Felix further, his strikes becoming more relentless. The shield had become the center of attention in their fight, blow after blow it took hits and Felix was already tired but forced himself not to show it. Cynbel would strike a few times before Feix would drop his guard to go in for a slash or jab before returning to his defensive stance. Over the course of the fight, his shield and armor started to glow dimly but it wasn’t until Cynbel had gone all out did Felix seem to glow bright with white and red. Then came in the final swing, and Felix was sent to the ground hard. It was over from the looks of it and all those who gathered to cheer on their respectable generals roared in applause when it was over….or so they thought. Felix’s eyes fluttered open as he looked around and coughed hard after the wind was knocked out of him. His vision spun slightly as he stumbled up and gripped the blade he dropped. The crowd gone silent in response. [color=gold]”We’re not done yet Cynbel, knockout or yield remember?”[/color] He said defiantly. Cynbel raised a curious brow, obviously impressed with the human’s strength of heart and body. [color=lightgray]”As you wish~”[/color] he said somewhat mockingly. The iron sword built up another strong charge at Cynbel’s behest. Felix prepared, to the best he could for the inevitable attack as he took on a stance somewhere between fatigued and ready. Cynbel smiled wide, not because he was gloating, thought it might seem that way, but because he was so much of himself in Felix’ eyes. He found himself feeling proud, though he had no right to feel that way, Felix wasn’t his trainee. Still, he would give the man and honest fight, in victory or defeat, that is what men deserved. Cynbel’s blade came down hard and heavy, connecting directly with Felix’s ribs and sending electricity through his body and down into the earth where it dissipated. He gritted his teeth as his eyes went wide and white before seizing where he was, falling over with a thud. Kyla gasped in slight fear as silence followed. It was silent for a long moment, which felt like an hour though only a few minutes had passed. Just as Cynbel would turn away from Felix a sudden rush of raw power and fury in the form of a burst of fire bellowed from the armor that Felix wore. Then there was a movement of a hand, then a foot, legs, arms. Felix slowly rose, but it was different. An aura was built around him and his eyes glowed red and an almost ectoplasmic trail of white smoke fled from the sides of his eyes as he picked up the blade he dropped, its own smoke violently extending to a mass blade that was taller than Cynbel. The human commander’s eyes stared at him, or at least through him. Upon the amor burst forward two large wings of ethereal flame. He let gravity take hold of the blade as the edge fell to the ground with a heavy thunk, unearthing a small crater. A moment past and he turned the edge inward. [color=gold]”Wuld nah Kest!”[/color] It was almost instant as Felix was upon Cynbel with the blade moving with incredible speed and ferocity as it connect with Cynbel's own, sending him flying backward. It threw Cynbel off guard and he landed hard. The faerie general frowned at what was before him. [color=lightgray]”I assume this is something Sulleykaar taught you?”[/color] He asked as he righted himself back to his stance, only for Felix to appear again in front of him, this time with a heavy thwack against his jaw, now sending him flying to the ground and tumbled a few times before Felix blasted forward with a second “wuld nah kest”, whatever the hell that meant. The silver haired faerie matched the strength of Felix’s second swing with his own as he parried a barrage of blows from what he assumed was now an enraged Felix. But the commander just held a giant grin on his face. Finally, someone who offered a good and true fight, though not one that would leave bloodshed, it was one he hadn’t had in quite some time. If this was a spell, Cynbel thought it must have some duration, nothing lasts forever. He kept up his defenses, taking offensive strikes when the rare opportunities to do so arose. Now it was Cynbel who was breathing heavy… Never in a thousand years had the faerie thought that a human would be able to bring him to this point. Then again, was he truly human at this point? He managed to swing around to Cynbel's flank and tripped him up with the back of the blade. Felix raised it high above his head, ready to give the final blow. The blade came down and Cynbel frowned. He expected a blade to the side of his body or to split him in half, however, the sound of a thud was heard as Felix’s body simply fell on Cynbel's and slid off to the side of him. He was out cold and the crowd roared for Cynbel from both sides, as well as the grumbling of bets being paid. [center][img]http://i845.photobucket.com/albums/ab20/XxKayla36xX/Kiara.png[/img] [h1]&[/h1][img]http://i845.photobucket.com/albums/ab20/XxKayla36xX/Sulleykaar%20-%201.png[/img][/center] [center][h2]A Walk in the Woods[/h2][/center] After a good long while of lounging and sobering up from the mushroom’s effects, Kiara glanced over at Sulleykaar. He was quiet enough that she thought he might actually be sleeping. [color=gray]”Sulley?”[/color] she asked quietly, it was the first time she used the pet name. She liked the feel of it on her tongue. The dragon raised a brow and rumbled a low [color=9e0b0f]”Hmm?”[/color] in response. Kiki sat up and brushed from of the dirt and leaves for her skin. She looked back over at him, admiring his form once again. With some focus, she managed to keep her eyes on his. [color=gray]”Are you hungry?”[/color] she didn’t really know what dragon’s ate… did they hunt? She couldn’t remember seeing him eat once since they left, except for that bit of mushroom. [color=gray]”You fed me plenty…”[/color] she smirked, [color=gray]”But what about yourself?”[/color] [color=9e0b0f]”There is a town not too far out. Dovahmere, we could pick up supplies there.. But--”[/color] his eyes explored the winged girl’s body. [color=9e0b0f]”You can’t go looking like that.”[/color] He frowned as he eyed her up and down. Kiara laughed. [color=gray]”Well, of course, I’ll get dressed! What’s the matter, already feeling jealous? Maybe some other dragon will steal me away...”[/color] her giggles faded away and she stood up to find the scattered garments she had worn earlier. [color=9e0b0f]”Pfft, hardly concerned about that happening.”[/color] He scoffed. She shot him a ‘hey!’ look, as if he should be worrying about it. Look at her, who wouldn’t want to steal her away? Plus, now that she’d had a taste, maybe she’d like to expand her palette of draconic lovers and go willingly. [color=9e0b0f]“Your wings, your ears… everything…”[/color] Kiara frowned at his words. Was he ashamed of her? Maybe he would prefer that she was a dragon… he [i]was[/i] trying to get her to change inside, why not outside as well? [color=9e0b0f]”They don’t like the fey there. More specifically those from the two courts.”[/color] he explained. [color=gray]”Oh…”[/color] she said quietly. That was better, kind of… Her mood shifted quickly, as it always did. She was grinning once again. [color=gray]”I get to play dress up then…. hmmm.”[/color] she thought of all the different options she had. Her magick was back in full force after having such a hearty meal, the glamour would offer her endless possibilities. [i]Glamour is free.[/i] The artist’s brain was swirling in overload, she couldn’t decide. Her skin tone, hair color, and body shape were all shifting with each new idea, she looked like a personified video game character creation demo. [color=gray]”What would be the best disguise?”[/color] she asked in a voice deeper than her natural one, currently the image of a golden blonde elf, tall and muscular, somewhere in between male and female… one couldn’t really tell with most elves when they were fully-clothed. Her outfits also magickally changed with her glamour, so she was no longer wearing the leather skirt, tank top combo, but instead a robe that was belted at the center atop of fur-lined pants. Sulleykaar stood there and looked at her, thinking of what would be best. After some thought he smiled. [color=9e0b0f]”Add some mass and scales to your eyes, cheeks, hands and feet… Make your body a bit curvy and lapis lazuli. You’ll be going as a Ice Drake/human half breed. Be sure to add a tail.”[/color] Kiara did as he suggested. It was a strange form, she had redistributed her weight so that she was taller and curvy. Her hands had icy scales that reached up to her elbows and a larger tail with sharp ice-like shards at the tip. She looked more like a girl that [i]should[/i] be standing beside Sullkeykaar… less fragile, more intimidating. He glanced over at her and eyed her up. A long moment went by before he nodded. She was slightly shorter than him now instead of a foot shorter. He raised a slight eyebrow in amusement. He liked what he saw and smirked. [color=gray]”Hmmm…”[/color] she spun around for him, turning awkwardly with the added weight of a tail. This would take some getting used to. [color=gray]”How far away is it?”[/color] she asked, [color=gray]”Are we walking?”[/color] she asked, but her eager smile betrayed what she really wanted to ask… [i]are we flying?[/i] [color=9e0b0f]”If the wings you put on allow you to fly, that is what we will do, but you best take the form of a dragon. Even half breeds have a dragon form.”[/color] He smirked then turned towards the direction they had to go before turning back to her. [color=gray]”I can fly with my real wings… well... I can hover!”[/color] Kiara said, somewhat embarrassed and in response was a light chuckle from him. She hated that she couldn’t find the grace to take to the skies like so many others of her kind. It wasn’t her fault stupid rocks weighed so much. Kiki crossed her arms over her much heftier chest and stomped after Sulleykaar. If she couldn’t fly normally, she certainly wouldn’t be able to now. This was just illusionary magic, it didn’t change her mass. Well, she’d never really tried to take on a large draconic form yet with her current mass, maybe it [i]would[/i] work, but she wasn’t about to face his mocking laughter if she tried and failed. He glanced over at her and mumbled something under his breath. Kiara was ascending from the ground, her wings glowed dimly. Sulleykaar morphed to his form as he lept into the air and flapped his wings, ascending himself into the skies above. [color=9e0b0f]”Take the form of an Ice Drake and start flapping your wings, you’ll be able to fly now, or at least look like you are. We will land just outside the town so you can get back into your humanoid form.”[/color] Kiara kept her arms crossed [color=gray]”No.”[/color] she said, standing still stubbornly in an attempt to hide her fear of being mocked. She wasn’t going to, absolutely not. It took her a while to realize that she was no longer on the ground. [color=gray]”Woa- woah!”[/color] she felt like she was teetering on an edge, like she might fall at any moment. Her face turned a bright, angry red as she flushed. [color=gray]”You’re --- you’re…. ugh!”[/color] She wanted to say that he was the worst, but she wouldn’t mean it. This was actually kind of cool, but the mule of a faerie wouldn’t let that show. [color=9e0b0f]”I’m what?”[/color] He grinned and pushed the subject. [color=gray]”An ASS!”[/color] she said confidently, that much was a universal truth. He simply tisked as his eyes glowed white before her vision went sideways as he dropped his magik off of one of her wings. [color=9e0b0f]”I’m sorry...I’m what? Hhmhmhmhm”[/color] Kiara tipped slightly, descending a few feet. She yelped in fear and then immediately shut her mouth, gaining a small chuckle from the dragon.. She glared up at him and shifted into the dragon form. Fine then, if he wanted to play that way, she would try to do it on her own. He smirked as she remained silent and in return he restored the magick back to her wing. [color=9e0b0f]”You’re welcome by the way. You enjoyed flying since I let you ride me back in the queendom and when we first got here so I figured you would want to try it by yourself. I simply gave you a bit of magic to allow that to happen.[/color] He simply stated. [color=gray]”Shut up.”[/color] she said and grunted, shimmering frost exhaled from her nostrils and she tried to flap the cumbersome wings. It was exhausting, but she would prove that she didn’t need him, or his sass. Sass was her thing. [color=gray]”Ass.”[/color] she said, grinning within before flying forward. [color=9e0b0f]”Well, at least with your attitude you’ll fit in here.”[/color] He deadpanned as he turned back towards Dovamere and flew towards the town. Kiara followed close behind and to the right of him. Just like birds that fly in a ‘v’ formation, she could ride of of the tailwind his wings produced, making it easier for her to fly without having to flap so much. For a moment, she did lose herself… the view was even more astounding when she wasn’t peering over his back. She could see everything above and below her, with her own eyes. When they got back, she would cover the walls in her paintings, forever capturing this place and time. Sulleykaar looked back at her once in awhile to check on her. She seemed to be doing fine, minus the one fall, which he smiled at. It was like the old times with his family, before they turned to the Children of Tiamat. It took some time before he saw the town and gestured for the two to land. He circled down to trail as he turned back to humanoid form before falling to his feet and awaited her. The landing was far less graceful than the cruising flight. Something about the change in elevation, figuring out how to slow down using the jointed wings, and also trying to shift her form caused her tumble down into a heap of Ice Drake/Human hybrid on the ground. [color=gray]”Oof!”[/color] she remarked and then scrambled to get up on her feet, to proud to stay down for long. She was glad that he chosen to have them land farther out from the town, it limited her embarassment to just him, though she was sure that he would make up for it in obnoxiousness. He simply chuckled at her attempt at a graceful landing and leaned his head to the side. [color=9e0b0f]”Not as graceful as I would like to see but I congratulate you for your efforts. But now that we’re here...Your scent will have to be like a dragon’s,”[/color] Kiara rose an eyebrow and smirked. [color=gray]”I believe you took care of that earlier.”[/color] his scent was all over her still, at least to her keen nose. He rolled his eyes mumbling something about her being born a dragon instead. [color=9e0b0f]”More [i]specifically[/i], like that of an ice drake. Cold to the touch so…”[/color]. She nodded, yeah, she smelled like quite the opposite of frost currently. He moved close to her and touched her skin, from contact a thin transparent yet flexible layer of ice moved around her body until it enveloped every inch. It was colder than regular ice besides the magic involved but from what he knew of Ice drakes, that was how they felt. Kiara shivered under the spell. Why did everything about this trip have to be so damned [i]cold[/i]? She already found herself missing home. For now, she could own this facade. She was naturally curious about this town, and the customs Sulley had grown up with. Maybe there would even be something fun for her to do, or buy! She remembered then that she didn’t have any money, let alone whatever kind of currency this place traded in. Even in a dragon’s skin, she was still a faerie, pretty things would distract and fascinate her, she would want them. But maybe that wasn’t so far off from a dragon’s personality… this could work. He reached into the sleeve of his cloak and pulled out a sack of coins. Each [url=http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XU43SpnjGHs/Tyucw28_rZI/AAAAAAAADvI/0hd_fkTA6iY/s1600/perth-mint-australia-silver-one-ounce-coin-Dragons-Of-Legend-Red-Welsh-Dragon-Reverse.jpg]coin[/url] was inscribed in Thu’um. On the front, carved out in ruby, a red dragon and on the back, was the symbol of the Children of Tiamat. [color=9e0b0f]”Take these. You will need them to buy supplies. You may haggle as well but I would discourage it. Haggling around here is a bit….different than say in the fey.[/color] Kiara opened her palms up to receive the coins. She looked down at them, wide-eyed. They were so shiny! She plucked one up and studied the glint of the ruby in the light. [color=gray]”Wait, what do you mean? You’re going to be with me, right?”[/color] She didn’t even know what she was [i]supposed[/i] to be buying. [color=9e0b0f]”For the shopping part I will. Meats, vegetables and fruits are important. Ash petals as well. We will also stop by the weapons shop to pick up a few weapons for you as well. Afterwards however, I have somewhere to stop.”[/color] Kiara eyed him suspiciously, that was fairly cryptic of him. [color=9e0b0f]”That is where I will leave you to discover the town. Be careful because I will [i]not[/i] be there to help you while I handle my business as well.”[/color] he informed her. [color=gray]”Pfft… I don’t need your help. I’ve taken care of myself just fine in the past.”[/color] she scoffed proudly and closed a fist around the coins. She was actually nervous about being discovered, if they didn’t like the Courts, what then would they do to a Princess. [color=gray]”Ready when you are~”[/color] she chimed. He grabbed her shoulders and glared at her with worry. [color=9e0b0f]”Let me make it painfully clear then. Dovahmere is not [i]just[/i] a dragon town. It is heavily influenced by the Children of Tiamat and there is a big reward for a member of either court to be handed over or worse.”[/color] [color=gray]”Blahblahblah, I get it! You want me to be careful, I will. Actually tell me something useful, please. Like, what am I supposed to say if people ask me where I’m from? I can’t lie, remember…. Are mute dragons a thing? Is there a riddle or something I could say… could I just tell them to fuck off and not get pummeled for it?”[/color] He shook his head. [color=9e0b0f]”You’re an Ice drake and your Kiara. There’s not much difference in personality so if you act like yourself you should be fine, minus the look of amazement that you give everything that’s new...like the coins for example.[/color]. He looked at the entrance of the town. [color=9e0b0f]”As far as phrases and the like most greet with “Drem yol lok”. Many know common language but it's not used often but there is an understanding that half breeds won’t know the language or understand, you’ll be fine in that aspect too. If you tell someone to fuck off I can guarantee that you’ll be fighting and dragons don’t fight fairly, especially here. At least now anyway.”[/color] [color=gray]”Okay.”[/color] she said and then nodded [color=gray]”I’m ready.”[/color] she kept nodding. Ready as she’ll ever be, nervous and excited all balled up into one. She walked beside Sulleykaar, concentrating hard on walking straight despite the tail swishing behind her. She had a whole different gait in this form - a hip-shimmying side-to-side swagger compared to her usual tight, hipless prance. Seriously this walk was all ass and she wasn’t even trying to be sexy. Kiara kept her face as cold and expressionless as she could, but everything looked so cool! The entrance was grand with a large arch that had Dovahmere written in Thu’um. It was etched in with dragons that seemed to climb the archway with fire bellowing out towards the peak. Inside the town bustled with scales of all kinds as well as human/dragon mixes as well. Their scales shined in the sunlight and reflected onto the ground and the structures around them. It was loud with the tongues of dragon and common as well as hearty laughs and yells. Walk, Kiara, just walk. The first stand Sulleykaar stopped at in the market was a fruit and vegetable merchant. “Drem yol lok.” The [url=https://solutionhole.files.wordpress.com/2013/10/dragonborn.jpg]merchant[/url] greeted with a short tone to the both of them as he sat up from his chair and walked over to the stand. [color=9e0b0f]”Ven Der Viir.”[/color] Sulleykaar replied. “Gol yah?” Sulleykaar nodded as he pointed to a few different fruits. The dragon placed them on the counter and held out his claws as 3 coins were dropped into his hand. It closed its extended hand and brought it back and sat back down. Sulleykaar looked over to Kiara to see how she was holding up. Kiara looked up at him and blinked a few times. This was the quietest and best-behaved he’d probably ever have her. She wasn’t about to risk herself just to irritate him, fun as that was. They walked by a jewelry cart next and her eyes widened. She looked down quickly and then away from the vendors all together. [color=9e0b0f]”What did you see that you liked?”[/color] He asked, glancing over at her. She had been well behaved so far, he could treat her to something special. [color=gray]”The really shiny thing. It looks like a star.”[/color] she said a little too quickly. Kiara hadn’t got a good look at it, but the sparkle had caught her eye. He glanced over to the cart where she saw the star-like jewelry before it was out of sight and turned on his heels and headed for it. [color=9e0b0f]”You’ve been good so far so follow me.”[/color] he commanded but not with any negative connotation. More like a father who was rewarding a kids good behavior. [color=gray]”Yes, daddy.”[/color] she said with a smirk. He smiled at her as they approached the cart. Next to it was a small tent that bared the Chidren’s symbol. There seemed to be no one at the stand currently and Sulleykaar frowned. [color=9e0b0f]”Odd…[/color] He thought aloud as he leaned to the side hoping to see the inside of the tent though to no avail. [color=9e0b0f]”Drem yull loook?”[/color] He called out. He did it again and looked around before facing Kiara. It was then that a [url=http://images4.fanpop.com/image/forum/29000/29732_1307837651196_full.jpg] figure [/url] appeared from the tent as Sulleykaar’s back was turned. [color=9e0b0f]”I guess it will have to be another ti-”[/color] [color=blue]”Drem yul lok Sulleykaar. Yol draag wyrm of the Children of Tiamat.”[/color] Kiara would see his eyes widen in slight fear as they returned to their normal state, now facing the dragon before him. Kiara, however, did not look at him with fear. She smiled and fought the urge to curtsie politely. Faeries curtsied, dragons didn’t. He was cute. [color=9e0b0f]”Paraxthyon...What a pleasure seeing you here. I suppose Ugin let you have a day off?”[/color] He said with slight irritation in his voice. Paraxthyon smirked as he let out a throaty chuckle. [color=blue]” Not exactly. I’m here on business for Ugin. We have heard through our network that the Unseelie plan on taking over one of the Seelie frontline outposts. I think that faerie general and your own plan on taking it for themselves?”[/color] He raised a brow to Sulleykaar. Sulleykaar sighed and shrugged. [color=9e0b0f]”I’m currently on vacation from the fiasco so I’m letting Felix and Cynbel handle the fight. I have faith in their decisions.”[/color] he quipped gaining a nd in response. This conversation was going on too long, Kiara started to get nervous. [i][color=gray]”Please don’t talk to me, please don’t talk to me.”[/color][/i] She thought to herself. He knew too much this was bad, that’s why Sulley was scared. The sapphire dragon’s attention was brought to the ice drake, the scent of nervousness filled his nostrils. An eerie smile with ruby eyes to match settled on her as Sulleykaar subtly tensed. [color=blue]”Drem yul lok, liz dovah…[/color] He said smoothly. [color=gray]”Drem yul lok”[/color] she repeated fluently, as everyone had said the phrase so far since their arrival. She needed to play off the nervousness somehow. He was attractive, that could be it. Be coy… Kiara managed to blush a little, completely uncharacteristic for the faerie within. [color=blue]” So tell me, [i]liz dovah lo[/i], what brings you to Dovahmere?”[/color] He stepped behind the counter and moved closer to Kiara, his eyes piercing through her own. She couldn’t lie, but she could be vague. [color=gray]”Food, perhaps a drink.”[/color] she answered. She could use a drink right about now, so that wasn’t a lie. She kept her eyes on him, not in a challenge, but with confidence. [color=blue]”Food...and perhaps a drink…”[/color] He repeated as he looked at Sulleykaar, who kept a poker face. Paraxthyon nodded and turned back to the cart, pulling out the specialized star-like jewel. He held his hand out to her before pulling back. [color=blue]” Before I give this to you I ask you one thing, liz dovah lo. Will you be ready when the Children call upon you and the others to finish this war? I promise that the royal families will make for a great meal. That is, if you do your part of course.”[/color] That eerie look never left his face and behind him, Sulley’s eyes darted between the two. Kiara looked at the jewel when he picked it up. It was beautiful, more than she initially thought, and she wanted it. The blue dragon offered it to her, under conditions. Kiara slowly brought her eyes back up to his. Her heart sank down to her feet, he knew, he knew who she was and she didn’t even do anything wrong. This wasn’t fair, she was quiet and Sulley was happy with her and that necklace was supposed to be hers… but now she was pretty sure that she was going to die…. Or worse. He watched as she broke character, not physically, but emotionally and mentally and his smile widened slightly before he dropped the jewerly into her hand. [color=blue]”I trust that the ice drakes will do what they have to-”[/color] He leaned forward as his breath broke against her ear. And what came out next was going to be more than she may be able to handle. [color=blue]” Kiaraaa~ of the Unseelie court.”[/color] He leaned back and his his eyes were cold and vicious. Her name sounded bastardized in his voice. When Sulley did that, it made her want to take her clothes off…. When this other dragon did it, she kind of wanted to go jump off the nearest cliff. He turned to Sulleykaar, who was now glaring at him. [color=blue]”Sulleykaar, it was a pleasure to see you again and I look forward to our victory.”[/color] He nodded to Sulleykaar before grinning at Kiara and walked back into the tent. Sulleykaar, visually was boiling and at the same time on alert. Paraxthyon was here, which means the others could be as well but he didn’t want to take the chance. He tapped her arm and looked straight at her. [color=9e0b0f]”Kiara we’re leaving”[/color] He ordered with haste. She gripped his wrist tight with one hand, obviously shaken. Kiara dropped the necklace on the table quickly. It was lovely, but she didn’t want it anymore, it’s meaning was soured. Sulley could get her another gift later on, if she wasn’t going to be captured and tortured… or just eaten. And if Sulleykaar wasn’t mad at her, maybe she’d done something wrong, how else did he have know so much so quickly? Sulleykaar nodded to her as they made their leave. Many of the dragons in the area caught the scent of fear and turned to the distraction though none of them did much but just looked or glared at the two. [color=9e0b0f]”I should have just left you to wander around…He probably would never have guessed you were you but rather another dragon.”[/color] He mentally cursed himself as they left. Once they were sufficiently away from the crowd and Kiara felt like she could afford to speak, she did. [color=gray]”So… it wasn’t my fault? You’re not mad?”[/color] [color=9e0b0f]”Far from it…I’m mad at myself for not seeing this coming.[/color] He said quickly. [color=9e0b0f]”He knows that I don’t keep my [i]treasures[/i] to far from me so that was the first give away. Second was when he called you Liz dovah lo, Fake Ice dragon…That was my fault for not telling you more about them.”[/color] Kiara resisted the urge to say ‘ I told you so’, that would make things worse. Instead, she focused on his other words. She smiled [color=gray]”Now that I have met other dragons… I am glad that I am your treasure, Sulley.”[/color] [color=9e0b0f]”I suppose food can wait for me...I wasn’t that hungry to begin with.[/color] He sighed as he looked at her with a light smile. [color=9e0b0f]”You did well though despite what happened. However...You need to work on controlling yourself now that i look back to before we even decided to come here.”[/color] He scolded her. [color=gray]”Oh, come on. That’s not fair, he was really scary.”[/color] she whined defensively. [color=gray]”And you knew! I told you I wouldn’t know what to say, I can’t lie and-”[/color] [color=9e0b0f]”And I told you that it was my fault for not telling you more about ice dragons. Hush now. We will call it a day today.”[/color] He barked short and sternly. They remained quiet for some time until he brought her back to the den as dusk came. [color=9e0b0f]”Get some sleep. It’s been a long day and we will train some more tomorrow.”[/color] He said as he went towards the darkness of the den. Kiara nodded and settled down into her little nest. She looked at the wall and considered painting like she had planned. But he was right, it was a long day and she was tired. Maybe this night would be more restful. Kiki snuggled into the furs and closed her eyes. The winds picked up again and she sighed deeply. She was so over this fucking cold. That, and everytime she closed her eyes she saw those menacing blue orbs staring at her. The mouth of the cave suddenly seemed less safe. Kiara peered back into the darkness where Sulley went and chewed her lip. She bundled up the furs she was sleeping on and padded softly into the black. Sulleykaar had morphed into his dragon form this time to sleep. He could only handle that human form for so long before it felt cramped. He moved to a spot to lay and his stomach glowed amber as fire escaped his mouth, burning the area of his newly found ember bed. As he laid over top of the embers, snuffing them out he looked up with glowing eyes to see Kiara shiver slightly and then looked up into the darkness. He sighed as he looked down at the warmed area. [color=9e0b0f]”Kiara.”[/color] He spoke calmly as his voiced echoed through the den. The name carried an order to retreat to the darker part of the den with him. He figured with how far out she was and with the day she had she deserved a good night’s rest. Her eyes adjusted easily to the dark, the Unseelie were made for it. She trotted quietly on her bare feet over to the dragon. It was already warmer and less windy here. Kiara laid down the blankets and pushed them into a little nest shape beside the dragon’s chest. She curled up in it, snuggling down and covering the tiny ball she pulled her limbs into with her wings. He laid his head down, his facing her body as he closed his eyes only to barely open one to watch as he brought his tail around her as a wall to block the wind. He once again closed his eyes and started to drift into a sleep.