Rise of the Dragon Riders (Page 1 of 3)

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)

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.

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_o … mp;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 )

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

((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.

((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.

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.”

"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.

(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
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"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."

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.

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