Topic: Rise of the Dragon Riders

The Dragon population dwindled by a thread, as a war with the elves wiped them nearly to extinction, but a blood pact was made to end the suffering and war. In the pact it was said that each Dragon was to have one elf rider and their souls would be linked to one another, Dwarves wanted nothing to do with the riders, and so gave no dwarven riders. It was like this for 4000 years until humans appeared.
Their leader, Vandar, demanded that the Humans be aloud to become riders and, with much fear, the Elves aloud it.
Humans were trained in the Arts of Magic, swordsmanship and how to work with their dragon. There were soon over 10,000 riders and Dragons, forming he Order of the Riders. The Order became the protectors of the land and were thought Invinsible, until one Rider lost his Dragon. He pleaded to the Order to give him a new Dragon. when they refused he stole a hatching and killed its rider before their bond was formed. He, along with his best fiend, formed a new Order named the Forsworn, which killed off the dragon riders who refused to join them, thus starting a war.
The War of the Riders.

Rules:
no god mode
no killing of other players without their consent

Classes: You can be A Dragon Rider, A soldier (Elf, dwarf, human, etc.) a Mage, a Warlock (evil Mage) or free form (mercinary)

If you are a Dragon Rider choose an Affiliation: Order of the Riders, Forsworn, or Rouge.

Soldiers, Mages and Warlocks must choose to either serve the Forsworn, the Order of the Riders or Rouge.

Character sheets:

Weapons: you may choose your own type of weapon as long as it stays within reason. All riders (forsworn and rouge included) must have their weapons be the same color as their Dragon and have some kind of enchantment on them  (as long as it stays within reason).

Name:
Age:
race:
appearence:
Class:
Affiliation:
Dragon (Riders and Forsworn only, also rouge riders)
--Name:
--age:
--color:
Weapon
--type
--color(riders only):
--enchantment(riders only):
--Name:
Armor
--color:
--type:

Here's my sheet

Name: Arthas
Age: 36
race: Human
Apperence: tall, brown hair, blue eyes, well built.
Class: Dragon Rider
Affiliation: Order of the riders
Dragon (Riders and Forsworn only, also rouge riders)
--Name: Nivavrel
--age: 700
--color: Blue
Weapon
--type: sword
--color(riders only): Blue
--enchantment(riders only): Unbreakable
--Name: Vir'Roc (Shadow Breaker)
Armor
--color: black and silver
--type: Chain mail

Name:aegob
Age:33
race:human
appearence:blond hair,strong
Class:dragon rider
Affiliation:order of the riders
Dragon (Riders and Forsworn only, also rouge riders)
--Name:ae
--age:33
--color:green
Weapon
--type:sword
--color(riders only):green
--enchantment(riders only):comes to my hand
--Name:aegobs sword
Armor: armor plates
--color:silver
Aegob was on ae riding him through the sky.
"Lets go home nnow" aegob said to ae.
Ae turned in the other direction

Name: Xan

Age: 53(Sustained by dark magic, as strong as he would have been when he was 29, if not stronger)

Race: Human

Apearance: A massive man, tall and strong. Eyes are an odd red color, head is shaved. Has a white goatee

Class: Rider

Affiliation:(would rouge riders be like...frelance?)

Dragon:
-Name:Xir'anth'al
-Age:38
-Color:Black
Weapon:
-Type:Broadsword
-Color:Black
-Enchantment:Burning blade(When used by Xan the blade lights up(fire)) Also absorbs spells that hit it.
-Name: A'denla Tracyn (Vengeful fire) ((Yes its Mando'a but thats all I could think of))
Armor
-Color: Black with dark red trim
-Type:Full Plate Armor
-Apearance: Dark and intimidating, has spikes on the right pauldron. Red cape held on by skulls, (skulls placed on breast-plate, next to the pauldrons)

Arthas sat perched on Nivavrel, his saphire wings tucked next to his sides and over arthas's legs. Arthas drew his blue sword Vir'Roc and unleashed a heavy sigh.
"will this war ever end?"

Ae lands and I pat him on the head. Ae makes a lot noise from deep inside his throat which i identify as a purr telling me he's happy.I dismount.
"Come on lets go get some food." i lead him to some food for him then go and get some for myself.

Xan stood above the man, Xir'anth'al's massive form behind him. "My dragon says I should kill you. She can be rather visious at times, as you already know. Shes hungry, and, unfortunately for you, I dont have any use for you."
"Please, dont. I...I can-"
"Goodbye."
"No! No get aw- ARRRRAAEEEEGHHH"

Hmph, he was scrawny. Not much of a meal. Xir muttered, of course, no one else could hear her, she was speaking into his mind. Xan laughed slightly, "Well, you killed every thing else." Xir blinked, thinking That I did... Xan climbed onto the dragon's back, and she took to the air, giant wings flaping. They travled to the cave they had been using, Xir lying down, and lifting a wing slighty, Xan leaned against her, and the wing came down, covering him. It had been a long day, and they were both tired.

Name: Ralin Drakus
Age: 27
race: Human/Nord
appearance: Tall, lean build, very strong, shoulder length black hair, steel-gray eyes

Class: Warrior with limited magic abilities, including heal, an average lightning strike, and a deady Ice grasp

Affiliation: Rouge (Lived in the high mountains as a marauder after his village was wiped out when he was a child and discovered a young wild dragon with a broken wing; saved it from starving and helped it to heal)

Dragon
Name: Nar’kath
--age: 25
--color: Black on top of back and wings and fades to a dark gray on the underbelly
-appearance: Like the Dragons from ‘Reign of Fire’:
http://www.thefilmfactory.co.uk/reign/#
and
http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/reign_of_fire/gallery.php?page=33&size=hires&nopop=1
(I know you can’t see much; but it’s the best I can find)
Much more suited for flight; wings are really large and broad with long thin bodys; attacks enemies on the ground by dropping out of the sky on it’s victims using it’s strong back legs like they do in Lord of the Rings: Return of the King, but is best suited for battling other attackers in the air; long, back-bent horns 
Abilities: Breaths fire; VERY strong and fast in the air, making him a MOST difficult air-to-air adversary; though out of his element on the ground

MyWeapon- Long-sword; looks like the King’s sword in LOTR:Return of the King, but with a black finish on the blade, and has a blood red crystal for a pommel; also a one hand war-axe and a large bowie knife
--enchantment(riders only):- Ice damage; and gives strength to it’s master (me :D )

Armor - Light on the body with heavy accesories

Body-Similar to Revan’s; long robes made mostly of leather and a long cloak, though I rarely use the hood, with chainmail vest under robes covering chest

Heavy Accessories-Greek style helmet (yes, painted black), with heavy forearm guards, and heavy armor boots

((Ralin, only dragon riders can have dragons, not warriors.)

((Already asked him about that, he says he is a Rider.))

Xan and Xir flew through the air, the clouds were light, yet they still hampered visibility. Xir banked to the left, landing in a forest near a river. She lowered her head into the water, gulping it down noisly. Moments later they were in the sky. The clouds had cleared. Xan looked down. There was a blue dragon on the ground below them. Xir saw it, and began to circle lazily through the sky.

Nivavrel opened his gaping maw, unleashing a torrent of flames on a Forsworn rider. Arthas unhooked his legs from the saddle and dove off his dragon, Vir'roc in hand. He landed harshly on another Forsworn, driving his gleaming blue blade through his heart, then he jumped straight up and grabbed Nivavrel's leg, then hoisted himself up onto his back.
"Shivar nil gan Verna!" yelled Arthas, unleashing a green light striking yet another forsworn in the chest, killing him , and later his dragon.
"Enough!" He yelled."we end this now!" and with that Nivavrel began to dive towards the soldiers on the ground, burning the soldiers to cinders.

((Shall we assume I'm watching you then? ))

The dragon hadnt taken notice of him, they had trailied if for quite some time. Soon the blue dragon had found forsworn, and fought them. It's rider looked skilled, and Xan thought, looked like he would prove to be a problem. The reamining soldiers were soon killed, and the dragon set down for a second. Xir went into a dive, landing with a thud on the ground. She roared at the other dragon.

Name:Ashen-Shugar
Age:39
race: Human
appearence:Tall and muscular. Very intimidating man
Class:Dragon Rider
Affiliation:Order of the Riders
Dragon (Riders and Forsworn only, also rouge riders)
--Name:Shuruga
--age:1500
--color:Gold
Weapon
--type: Large two handed sword
--color(riders only):Gold
--enchantment(riders only): Grants Ashen super strength and can cut through pretty much anything
--Name: Valheru
Armor
--color:Gold and silver
--type:Plate mail

(This character sheet may look familiar to someone. Tell me if you think you know where its from. Ill write more later, kinda busy right now.)

The marauder camp was still mostly asleep for the most part. Only a few unlucky guards shivered in the cold mountain air.  The dawn sun was only just rising. 

This should wake them up

Only one of the guards heard the dragon coming, and he was too late to do anything about it.  With a scream, he was enveloped my a wall of flame as Nar’Kath swooped down from the misty sky. 

The camp was suddenly alive as the raiders ran from their huts. 

As Nar’Kath came around for a second pass, a bowman ran out and took aim.

“I wouldn’t” he heard from behind. 

As the man turned, Drakus slashed his neck with his axe. 

Nar’Kath scorched another stretch of ground between the huts, instantly incinerating the marauders in his path. 

With a powerful throw of his axe, Ralin took down another archer before he could fire.  As he walked over to retrieve the weapon, a raider sprang from inside a hut, his war-axe held high over his head ready to strike.  Stepping into the swing, Ralin blocked the blow with his left hand and thrust his right into the warrior’s throat.  As he tightened his grip, the raider’s face turned white from Drakus's icy grip.  As the dead warrior fell to the ground, Nar’Kath touched down into the middle of the camp. 

“This is the last of them. . . . after we’re paid we’ll have to move on,” said Drakus as he retrieved his axe. 

“Perhaps we should return to the high country,” said Nar’Kath; his voice as much a part of Ralin’s mind now as his own.   

“But what about this great war to the south.  There is much to be made if we fight for the winning side.”

“And all to be lost if we choose the losing side; and perhaps even the winning one.”

Ralin stopped and gazed out towards the south for a moment as Nar’Kath devoured one of the fallen raiders.  The distant valleys, forests, and rivers that lay below beckoned him.  He had always wondered what it was like there.  A place where it wasn’t always cold.  Someplace alive with other people.   

Shoving the axe into his belt, Ralin turned and walked back to his friend.  “I’ve decided.  We’ll venture south, if only just to see what’s happening.”

Nar’Kath breathed a sigh.  All wild Dragons of his kind loved the solitude of the high mountains.  “As you wish.  But before we go, check that last hut; there’s one still alive in there.”

Ralin glared at his friend.  “Why didn’t you take care if it??”

“I killed 20 to your. . . . . . .  3?  Must I say more? as he gobbled down another victim.”

With a snort, Drakus pulled his knife out and moved to the hut.  Stepping inside, he found only a girl, her hands tethered to the ground.  She might have been pretty, but for the bruises and tear stained smuges of dirt on her face.  Having obviously been through a lot since her capture, she hadn’t the spirit left to beg for her life.  She only bowed her head and kneeled in submission. 

Drakus took her hands and with a quick flick sliced the bonds free.  Turning to scavenge for anything useful, he looked over his shoulder and said only, “get me some food, girl.”

Arthas stared at the Dragon, a slight smile creasing his face.
"Nivavrel, ignore them, we have no time for them." thought Arthas through mental link, careful to keep his mind sheilded.
"Inginetem Van Thorum!" he shouted then clapped his hands together, creating a swirling mass of colors behind him.
Then he was gone.
"Coward!" Shouted the enemy rider.

"Seems they wish to play 'tag'" Xir muttered.

"And when we catch them, we can rip their heads off."

"Well they can teleport, looks like we need to get moving. A dragon wont be to hard to find...

"Good point. Lets find this coward."  Xan climed on, The light glinting of of some of the chains that hung from his armor. Xir took to the skys, stirring up a small whirlwind of leaves. They began their search.

"No dout they will be right behind us." said Nivavrel.
"Let them come." Said Arthas
"His Dragon was extremely small, it must have been very young." said Nivavrel. Arthas did not reply, he merely watched as the tunnel of color came to an end and they had arrived at the Orders entrence.
"He flew no colors, was he of us or the Forsworn?" said arthas in an undertone.
"I beleve they were rouges, untrained in magic or proper rideing."

Arthas and Nivavrel sat perched on one of the pillers of the Order's castle, Arthas held Vir'Roc in his left hand and had his legs strapped onto Nivavrel's saddle.
Then a black spot apeared in the sky. Arthas and Nivavrel took off at full speed towards the rouge, muttering a spell as they flew.
"Mezorgoth zem faremere!" yelled arthas just as Nivavrel unleahed a rage of flames. The spell instantly took effect, triple heating the flames and turning them blue.

(Is this by any chance based off of Eragon?)
Name: Drayek Drakeson
Age: 36 (looks about 20 with magic keeping him rejuvenated like that)
Race: Human
Appearence: He has long hair, the colour of the midnight void.  His eyes are bright green, and a scar stretches from left temple to the right corner of his chin.  He is tall, and muscled from years of hard labour.
Class: Dragon Rider
Affiliation: Rogue (he serves himself and his Dragon)
Dragon
--Name: Dag'raal
--Age: 30 (They have been together since Dag'raal hatched.  The Dragon grew fast, in a similar manner to Saphira from Eragon, and is about as powerful)
--Color: Silvery Blue
Weapon
--Type: Twin single handed blades whose handles can connect together to form a double bladed swordstaff
--Color(riders only): Silvery Blue
--Enchantment(riders only): One blade is enchanted with fire, and ignites into blue fire when held in Drayek's hand.  The other blade has an ice enchant, and has a frosty air about it when held by Drayek.
--Names:
Armor
http://www.ugo.com/channels/comics/heromachine2/heroMachine2.asp.
Click Load and then paste this hunk of gibberish into it:
Drakeson*Hair:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,22,Eyebrows:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,20,Eyes:Standard,big,00B23A,FFFFFF,100,100,19,Nose:Standard,slash,F8B684,F79652,100,100,24,Mouth:Standard,clenched,F8B684,F8B684,100,100,17,Beard:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,23,Ears:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,18,Skin:Standard,wounded,F8B684,F8B684,100,100,6,Mask:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,21,Headgear:Fantasy,metallic2,202020,940018,100,100,26,Undershirt:Standard,chain,A6A6A6,8C8C8C,100,100,7,Overshirt:Expansion1,upchevron,181818,940018,100,100,30,Coat:FantasyArmor,cuirass,202020,940018,100,100,27,RightGlove:Standard,plate1,202020,940018,100,100,16,LeftGlove:Standard,plate1,202020,940018,100,100,15,Insignia:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,8,Neckwear:Shoulders,kerchief,014574,000000,100,100,31,Belt:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,14,Leggings:Standard,chain,A6A6A6,8C8C8C,100,100,9,Overleggings:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,10,Pants:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,13,RightFoot:Standard,plate1,202020,940018,100,100,12,LeftFoot:Standard,plate1,202020,940018,100,100,11,Back:Expansion1,longcape,014574,000000,100,100,3,Wings:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,4,Tail:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,5,Aura:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,2,Companion:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,29,Background:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,1,RightHand:Blades,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,28,LeftHand:Blades,doublesword,CFCFCF,724D21,100,100,25,#

((The majority didn't seem to be loaded onto the post...so if the copy/pasting doesn't work, PM me.))

Xir rolled and Xan drew his sword, the blade flaring. The fire passed him harmlessly. Xir may have been small but it was made up for by her visciousness. She slamed into the other dragon, scratching, biting, and clawing. Before the older dragon could make a move Xir had pulled away. Dodging a slash and a smack from it's tail

"They are to fast, lets slow them down!" said Arthas.
"Shivier Nihilus!"(Freeze them in place)"you may make an excelent team, but your mind has no defence!"
The rouge sat forzen in the air, squirming to move.
"You could be great, let me train you, become my apprentice..." Then he placed Vir'Roc at the base of the rouges immoble neck, "Or die."

"Let me go and I'll tell you" Xan spat. Xan actually was trained in magic, and he ecceled at killing and defending himself with it, but he had taken a liking to the darker side of existance, and now served himself as a rouge. It was a good life he and Xir had travled far, and killed many. He would kill this whelp soon enough.

(this seems a bit like godmoding in its early phases to me...)

Drayek stepped out of his cave, and into the cool air of the mountains.  His swords and armur was securely strapped to his back, and he looked forward to a good day of hunting.  Beside him, Dag'raal stretched his silvery mass, and looked about. Ever since their encounter with the Order, they had been forced to be constantly alert and on the run.

There is battle being done today, my brother.

Dag'raal's voice and the accompanying image of a pillar of smoke snapped Drayek's attention to the here-and-now.

"A large one?"

Very

"Very well.  At the very least, we could do a quick flyby."  They were quite bored by their monotonous existance, even if the tranquility did them good.  Right now, they needed some good old fashioned conflict.  He leaped onto Dag'raal's back, and the mighty Dragon took to the sky with powerful beats of his wings.  The two flew off towards the south, and the war and death that rose like a cloud on the horizon.

(I was just speculateing through my characters eyes, and I got that spell that freezes people in their tracs from the book "Eldest" when he uses it on Vanir.)

(Been a while since I read that, so i dont remember alot of the spell he used)

(I'll cut down on the spell usage=) (SRY for any inconviniences)

No inconvienences, just havnt read it in a while, didnt know it was a spell. Please carry on (WITH ALL THE SPELLS YOU PLAN TO USE) I think we should continue

"No." said Arthas, "you must give me your answer now."

Drayek looked down at the approaching town, and had to squint his eyes against the stinging of the smoke that roe from the burning ashes.  Dag'raal landed, and the two stalked towards the ruins.  It had been a small village, of little worth.  From the burns inflicted on the earth around it, and the wood inside it, Drayek judged the damage to have been caused by dragonfire.  A battle of Riders, then.

"Why would they do this?  Burn such an insignificant village?  There is no reason to do so."

War brings out the madness in everyone, brother.  There is fighting farther on, to the South.  I can see Dragons.

"Let's go, and maybe we can find some answers."

He re-mounted Dag'raal, and they took off into the blue sky once more.

"Maby you should just kill me What if I'm a shade?"

"Your not."

"You truly are a coward, cant truly fight, so you must freeze me. You make an offer I cant refuse, or I will die. As I have no choice you should know the answer.Now let me go Coward."

Name: Ashaz
Age: 70 (He's an elf)
race: Elf
appearence: Black Hair, red eyes, pale skin, well built (for an elf)
Class: Dragon Rider
Affiliation: Forsworn
Dragon (Riders and Forsworn only, also rouge riders)
--Name: Magmaw
--age: 70 (Been with him since birth)
--color: Blood Red
Weapon
--type: Big Claymore
--color(riders only): Blood Red
--enchantment(riders only): Puts it's master into a blood rage, making him a berserker of sorts.
--Name: Bloodfire
Armor
--color: Blood Red and Black
--type: ( just type hero machine into google, and click on the first one, then copy and paste this hunk of stuff into the load screen)

2.5b5*m1*Ashaz*Hair:Standard,flatlong,313131,FF0000,100,100,18,Eyebrows:Standard,fraBlank,313131,313131,100,100,22,Eyes:Expansion1,glow,FF0000,FF0000,100,100,21,Nose:Expansion1,thinslant,CEBB9B,CEBB9B,100,100,27,Mouth:Standard,line2,CEBB9B,CEBB9B,100,100,19,Beard:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,26,Ears:Standard,elf1,CEBB9B,CEBB9B,100,100,20,Skin:Expansion1,fraBlank,CEBB9B,FFD08C,100,100,6,Mask:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,23,Headgear:Fantasy,hawkmask,5A5A5A,940018,100,100,29,Undershirt:Standard,chain,A6A6A6,848484,100,100,7,Overshirt:Expansion1,half,313131,940018,100,100,8,Coat:FantasyArmor,spikepads,313131,940018,100,100,25,RightGlove:Expansion1,nofingers,313131,940018,100,100,17,LeftGlove:Expansion1,nofingers,313131,940018,100,100,16,Insignia:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,9,Neckwear:Collars,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,24,Belt:Expansion1,banded1,434343,940018,100,100,15,Leggings:Standard,chain,A6A6A6,848484,100,100,10,Overleggings:Expansion1,bikini,313131,940018,100,100,11,Pants:Expansion1,legpouch,724D21,5A3410,100,100,14,RightFoot:Expansion1,sandal,940018,313131,100,100,13,LeftFoot:Expansion1,sandal,940018,313131,100,100,12,Back:Expansion1,batwings,636363,940018,100,100,2,Wings:Expansion1,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,3,Tail:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,5,Aura:Expansion1,fraBlank,724D21,848484,100,100,1,Companion:Standard,fraBlank,FFFFFF,FFFFFF,100,100,31,Background:New,fraBlank,727272,5A3410,100,100,4,RightHand:Blades,fraBlank,940018,202020,100,100,30,LeftHand:Blades,flamberge,6A0108,202020,100,100,28,#
(obviously, it all didn't fit onto the screen, so just double click it and then copy it.)

"Fine," said Arthas,sheathing his sword "but if you attack me..." Arthas slams his hands together, then said "Mithradirm(mind tunnel).", "I will invade you mind and destroy it."

"I would never" said the rouge in a sarcastic tone.

(er....mind tunnel?)

Ashaz and Magmaw flew through the night time skies, scouring the land for danger.  After a few hours of flying, the elf caught a glimpse of something below them..... and seemed to move towards them.... which could only mean it was a dragon rider!  Ashaz grinned and pulled out his claymore, ready for a fight.  The dragon rider must've been part of the Order, because he too, had his weapon drawn.  Ashaz felt a burning sensation, and told Magmaw to engage the other two.  The dark dragon and rider flew down upon the other, clashing with tooth, claw, and steel.  Ashaz knew he had the advantage in this fight, because Bloodfire had a longer reach than the other rider's sword and shield.  So, taking this into mind, he fiercely lunged at the rider, who barely managed to block the powerful blow.  Reeling back in his saddle, the dragon rider fell off balance, leaving an opening.  Ashaz immediately slashed at the weak spot and found his target.  The rider fell off his  mount, and fell to the ground below.  Sensing the pain of his partner, the other dragon swooped down to catch him.  Magmaw tried to give chase, but Ashaz told him to stay, since their opposition was probably going to die. And they kept flying for a while longer before finding a nice glade to rest.

(thats just what I call it when you look at someone emotions through magic)

Xan wasn't to troubled by the other rider's words. People had tried to invade his mind before, and most of them were now babling obsenities at plants. Xir snorted loudly We still get to kill them right?

Of course, just later.

Thats to bad..

In time young one, in time.

Name: Lesha Keln
Age: 117
Race: Elf
Appearence: Slim but tall woman, strikingly beautiful. Has dark short hair and appears to be in her early thirties. Has one blue eye and one brown eye (See my avatar for an idea of what she looks like).Wears a brown leather tunic and a scabbard at her back to carry her sword Jewel. She also carries a bow and a quiver full of arrows at her back, she is an excellent shot.
Class: Soldier
Affiliation: Order of Riders

Lesha stood in the sparse expanse of trees that were the last to line the peak of the mountain. The snow capped top stopped any further tree growth. Lesha was high enough to see Ashaz attacking a member of the Order. There had been a time when Lesha had called Ashaz friend, but that was no longer.

With bow in hand Lesha reached back to her quiver and retrieved an arrow. The shot was long and Ashaz kept moving but she was a very skilled archer. She held the bow in check for a moment. When she let the arrow go it sailed true and struck Ashaz through the meat of his arm.

Lesha immediately ran for the thin cover of the trees. She was out here alone and she hoped that there were more dragon riders from the Order out and about. She didn’t stand much of a chance on foot.

I get on Ae.
What are we doing? Ae asks in my mind
"We're going for a ride." I say
"Where?"
"Wherever there's something we can fight."

Drayek climbed off of Da'raal's back, and surveyed the destruction on the battlefield.  The battle had been nearing its ending phases, and he and Dag'raal simply sped the process up.  His blades had tasted much blood, and his own blood screamed for more; he ahd forgotten how much he loved the conflict.

We should leave, brother; this was but a tiny battle.  The war lies farther to the south, according to my last meal.

"Then we go south."

He and his friend took to the air, and soared south, ignoring the choking clouds of smoke that had risen from the battlefield he had left behind.

((Just a quick question before I join.  Is this before or after Galboratrix's fall?  WHen I say after I mean way after the books.))

When Ashaz woke up, he had a quick breakfast while Magmaw was out hunting.  When his dragon came back he re-mounted, and was about to take off, when he heard the whistle of an arrow.  He turned around just in time to see a thin arrow imbed itself in the meat of his arm.  He screamed out in pain, and fell off Magmaw squirming in agony.  A few minutes later, when the pain wasn't as bad, he pulled the arrow out of his arm, grunting all the while.  Then he bandaged it up with a scrap of cloth from his pack.  Finally, he was ready to fly again..... except he was really ticked off and decided to hunt whoever had shot at him.  He leapt onto Magmaw's saddle, and together they shot up into the sky, and from there flew over the forests searching for the scumbag who managed to lay an arrow into his arm.

(Way after Galbatorix was defeated, Eragon and Murtagh are Legends and The leaders of the council)

*was wondering that myself; havn't read the books, so please forgive if I seem a little lost at times   :P*

Xan continued to move onward, eventually he saw another dragon swooping down for an attack run on a forest. It seemed rather random, Xir set down in the distance on a large rock and watched

(( Do you want me to notice you Adeptus?))

((If you want to.))

( K )
As Ashaz flew down towards the forest, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.... when he turned his head to see what it was, to his surprise it was a Dragon Rider, not another arrow sailing towards him.  Forgetting about his hunt, he told Magmaw to fly down to the Rider to see if he would join him as a Forsworn, or if he was a Forsworn.

" Greetings, my name is Ashaz, and my partner here is Magmaw.  What is yours?"  Ashaz questioned.

There was no way anyone would find him if he told his name, so Xan thought it wouldent hurt. "I am known as Xan to some." Xan said, slowly reaching for his sword. He did not want to be unprepared for an attack by this man. Xir seemed like she wouldent mind though.

Lesha ran but took a second to look over her shoulder. Another dragon rider flew high in the sky and it distracted Ashaz from her. She smiled for the diversion and made a run for it. She found herself an outcropping of rocks and took her bow in hand once again. She aimed at Ashaz, this time at his leg.

"Something's wrong..." Magmaw said to Ashaz through their mind talk. 

"Really? I don't feel anything." Ashaz replied. 

"That's because you're talking to the rider, and..... you're not a dragon."

" Oh, there's no need for a fight, Xan.  I'm not here to kill you.  Instead, I have a proposition for you.  Join me, and the ranks of the Forsworn, and you can get your share of gold AND power.  If you don't though, I will not hold it against you unless if you're part of the Order.  I'll come back to you in a few days, to give you time to make your choice.  Farewell!"  Ashaz explained as he and Magmaw flew past Xan and Xir.  Now, it was time to hunt an archer...

Drayek and Dag'raal stood by the ege of a forest, watching a crimso Dragon streak into the sky.  So this was where the riders camped.  Dag'raal looked at Drayek, and spoke.

If you wish to earnt their trust, brother, you should talk to them, alone.  Make yourself seem less important, and give them a sense of power, to see how they treat those beneath their station.  I will wait out of the forest.  Contact me if you need assistance.

Drayek nodded, dismounted, and then entered the forest.  He walked for aout five or ten inutes before arriving t a clearing.  Instead of the sprawling camp of Riders he had expected to see, there was a single Dragon and Rider, aparently relaxing.  Confused, he walked into the clearing, and greeted them.

"Hail Rider!  How goes it this day?"

Name: Cain
Age: 23
race: Human
appearence: Has gold hair and blue eyes, wears black armor and wield the huge blade Nightmare.
Class: Dragon Rider
Affiliation: Order of Riders

Dragon
--Name: Nightwing
--age: Around 1,000
--color: Black

Weapon
--type: Huge blade
--color(riders only): Black
--enchantment(riders only): Drain life out of enemy
--Name: Nightmare

Armor
--color: Black with gold trims
--type: Covers whole body (What am I suppose to put in here? I mean...what type? ARMOR!)