[hr] [center][h2][color=FFFFFF]F[/color][color=C2B280]ields of Fire: Heat of the Moment[/color][/h2] (Present)[/center] [hr] Location: [color=C2B280]Battle at the foot of Mount Errant[/color] Mood: [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LvhA5B3xKDc]”Black Dragon” by Peter Roe[/url] Current Event: [color=C2B280]Fields of Fire[/color] [hr] [color=c2b280] [color=FFFFFF][i]Was it too late?[/i][/color] Caelum asked himself as 300 Parrench engulfed in flames before him. Burning flesh wafted into his nostrils almost bringing him to his knees. He watched as their leverage over the Eskandr fled behind the scorched earth left in the wake of the Dragon’s flame throwing breathes. The Dragon had swept in one pass and began to come in for a second. Caelum clenched his fists feeling helpless to protect those who were already torched. It may have been too late to save them, but there were all the others who needed their knights more than ever. The Dragon charged for the second pass of fire.[/color] [hr] [center][h2][color=FFFFFF]F[/color][color=C2B280]ields of Fire: Thunder over Fire[/color][/h2] (Memory)[/center] [hr] Location: [color=C2B280]Outside of the Village, close to Mount Errant[/color] Current Event: [color=C2B280]Fields of Fire[/color] [hr] [color=C2b280]Caelum’s foot slid back as he defended against the strength of his sparring partner, Jacques de Flamere. Jacques was a fireblood which increased his arcanist gift beyond his wheel test of 3. The 5’11” fair skinned Parrenchman was eloquent in his technique, and had no issues expressing his confidence. A man Caelum respected and quite often battled against when sparring days of training were in session. Jacques pulled his blade back and gained distance from Caelum’s position. He had been slowly drawing in air and converting it to arcane energy. Jacques had decided he had enough to put Caelum down after stalling with steel-to-steel combat. [color=FFA500]“Are you ready…friend.”[/color] Jacques’ head was tilted down as to conceal his eyes, his voice flexed with a condescending tone, and a smirk grew to the corner of his left cheek. Jacques certainly revealed a devilish appeal to intimidate the young Caelum, the most recent Paladin graduate of the Unconquered Sun. Caelum could feel the heat in the air begin to rise. Small droplets of sweat began to form around his brow and cheeks beading down the side of his jawline. [color=FFFFFF][i]What is he doing?[/i][/color] Jacques lifted his head revealing fiery eyes, [color=FFA500]“May Oraphe keep you,”[/color] Jacques announced before clapping his hands together which forced a blaze of raging fire toward Caelum propelled to move quickly by Jacques’ Force. Caelum’s perception tricked him as the barreling flames appeared slow in approach at first, and then it was right in his face. He could feel the intensity of the heat almost sear his flesh of his cheek bones. Before the flames could entirely wrap around Caelum’s body, a loud thunderous crack snapped both Caelum and Jacques out of their moments. [color=990000]“Enough!”[/color] Commander Aldrith shouted as lightning broke Jacques’ flames apart and nullified the heated atoms. Caelum could not believe it, [color=FFFFFF][i]Lightning can stop fire?[/i][/color] Commander Aldrith was a titan of men, some believed the armor he wore was impossible to wear without his tremendous gift in Force. But, it was his knowledge of lightning that always seemed to capture the inspiration of his men. Commander Aldrith stood over Caelum asking, [color=990000]“You are talented in lightning, correct?”[/color] Caelum responded as he slowly pulled himself up, [color=FFFFFF]“Yes sir.”[/color] As he reached to the height of attention across from Aldrith, a swift blow to his cranium shattered any coherent return to stability. Aldrith had smacked him back to the ground,[color=990000]“Then use it.”[/color] [/color] [hr] [center][h2][color=FFFFFF]F[/color][color=C2B280]ields of Fire: Heat of the Moment[/color][/h2] (Present)[/center] [hr] Location: [color=C2B280]Battle at the foot of Mount Errant[/color] Mood: [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LvhA5B3xKDc]”Black Dragon” by Peter Roe[/url] Current Event: [color=C2B280]Fields of Fire[/color] [hr] [color=c2b280]Caelum looked at the Dragon as it was about to rain hell’s fury from above a second time. Another 300 Parrench could not be another outcome. Caelum’s question became inconsequential, [color=FFFFFF][i]Of course it was not too late![/i][/color] His emotions began to well up inside him; he began drawing enormous amounts of energy from his environment and looked at the Dragon’s head to see where the flames would expel down from. He had to time his strike to nullify the heated atoms produced by the dragon’s breath as Aldrith did before Jacques nearly roasted him. The Dragon began to open its mouth, and the moment was now. Caelum released an enormous amount of lightning as the flames came toward the retreating Parrench, attempting to reorganize under the instruction of the Queen. Caelum's electrical counter-attack left most of the Dragon’s fire to dissolve into the air before reaching the ground. Caelum feeling more energized than drained thanks to Oraphe, looked back down at the ground. This effort only bought the Parrench time to retreat, but [color=FFFFFF][i] where would they seek refuge against a beast that covered the sky?[/i][/color] [/color] [hider=summary] Caelum protects the Parrench forces from a second pass initiated by the Dragon and buys the Parrench time to retreat and seek refuge.[/hider]