[h3]If you want to be involved in the rift-opening, you may. Otherwise, you may skip to the morning if you want to begin the next day and open however you want. If human, react to being brought into this world at midnight.[/h3] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/FC1Vfxq.png[/img][/center] [color=0072bc][b]Time: [/b][/color]Midnight [color=0072bc][b]Location: [/b][/color]In the woods of the peninsula east of Sun Elf Village. [color=0072bc][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] None [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/o4yoa5q.png[/img][/center] The night's warm embrace could not comfort Malachi as he moved through the unmarked path, shrubbery scratching him through the thin sleeves of his shirt with every step. The stars were the only thing to illuminate his path under the dark canopy of the sky. The trees were taller in this area with wide trunks, giving him ample area to conceal himself with his movements. There were no leaves to add crunch to his steps yet he took extra precaution to make himself as invisible as possible, tip-toeing his way to the shore. No one traveled this far south of Sun Elf Village. There was normally nothing here but woods. Malachi found some assurance in that idea but what he, and others were doing tonight, was as dangerous and risky as it could get. Elves and others across the country who were apart of a un-named secret circle of rebels had all agreed to finally turn on the remaining DROMs at the stroke of midnight for five seconds. It was very underground and lowkey, mostly older creatures involved who had been in contact for years, far and short distances. It only took one spy or double-agent among them to have Aklenroth aware of their plan tonight. There were only six DROMs in existence and he couldn't believe he had possession of one of them. He had hidden the machine here days before this. Dimensional-rift-opening-machines still had the same problem for the most part. If successful, the human could appear anywhere. Worse, animals or furniture from Earth could appear instead of humans. It was a huge gamble. The human once brought over could have disgust from being pulled from their dimension and spite them anyway. Everyone was desperate and grasping at straws here. There was only so long they could all pretend what was happening was okay. Aklenroth, for sure, had despicable plans for the future and they had not yet seen the worst of him. The moonlight illuminated the blonde elf in a blueish overlay as he stepped out of the woods and onto the sand. The earthen tone of sand was muted under the night hue. His red cloak danced in the wind behind him as he looked out to the sparkling sea. The warm water lapped over his boots, fizzing and bubbling. Malachi's DROM had something others did not. It had taken him years but he managed to install an indicator into the machine that would pinpoint the location of whatever came through the rift that was created. Not only that, but he had a unique method of transportation very few elves got their hands on. For a few moments, Malachi was not sure he would come. The beast eventually came into view as it seemed to appear out of the midnight sky, each flap of his great wings audible. He crash-landed on to the sand in front of Malachi, his silverly blue scales glistening in the light. Marion was not a very large dragon, nor a great lander either, but he meant a lot to Malachi. Dragons had mostly stuck to Daka Island. Much Avalia was wooded and did not have ample space enough for dragons. There were plains and fields scattered but dragons enjoyed the cold nonetheless and the company of demons and dark elves. Luckily, Marion was special. His egg had been for sale for consumption in the black market. Some peculiar folk delighted in dragon meat. Malachi had bought him and raised him, having been lonely but hesitant for deep relationships after the loss he endured. Due to his size, Malachi had to live out in a plain in the middle of nowhere, quite close to this area and even then, they traveled very often. Malachi rested his hand on the snout of the dragon with the slightest smile curving his lips. [color=00AEFF]"Are you ready, Marion?"[/color] The dragon answered with a nod of his head. Marion was quite understanding of Malachi but actual communication had not seemed possible for them. Turning on his heels, he moved over to a bush and began to break branches to get a good view of his secret machine. It was a two-foot-tall metal box with an electronic display and several buttons. He began to work his magic, turning it on just as the clock struck twelve. The ground shook beneath him, an earthquake beginning. It was intense, perhaps the ground splitting beneath them in some areas. Maybe it had not been so wise for them all to start the DROMS at once. He clutched the machine to steady himself, fear and nausea gripping his body. This hadn't been done in so many years. This could all go wrong. In each area that a rift was opened, a large crack in what seemed to be reality itself would open. The same would appear on Earth as whatever nearby would be sucked through like wormholes. He gave it five seconds. The others had all agreed to only keep it open for five seconds. Rather frantically, he started to slam the machine off with wide eyes. Luckily a map of Avalia appeared right away as well as a red circle indicating the area of the massive burst of energy. "[color=00AEFF]Okay... Okay... That's right here actually.[/color]" Malachi was not one to talk to himself often but the pressure was definitely on tonight. He may have had the location but there were five other potential openings in which they had no idea where they occurred. He scrambled over to Marion and climbed on his back. Marion was luckily already saddled. [color=00AEFF]"Let's go find our human."[/color]