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Analee could hear it breathing heavily and deeply. Behind it were yellow galaxies streaking across the blackness.
Although this was a dream, it felt pretty real, and all of a sudden, Analee found herself standing before the silhouette of the giant sleeping monster; was it a huge Darkbeast? She could see its outline, and it seemed to be sleeping over arms folded under its cheek, like a cat. Then, she heard the monster grumble, and it awoke, most of its body brightening up into glowing whiteness, revealing that it looked like:
What a beast he was, though he did not look threatening, and his antlers were quite small for such a beast he was. The monster then yawned, and sat like a cat, arms crossed over one another, then he raised one arm to rest his head on the raised hand. He seemed to be eyeing Analee warily.
“You... you are the one I dreamt of.” the beast spoke, and although his voice was just extremely deep grumbling, he could speak telepathically at the same time, so amidst his rumbling, his spoke to Analee with a deep, rich, strong voice in her head, which was so strong, it felt like it was bouncing her brain around. “That means... you are one of the Scions, unless I am still dreaming. What is your name?” the monster asked, cocking his head, patiently waiting an answer...
Miranda and Poca
As Midnight galloped, Poca cast fire into the ground, which caught the grasses and plants on fire, which produced much smoke. There was enough dead grass for the flames to grow. The boars oinked and squeaked, afraid, but their riders forced them to run forth, the big pigs squealing as they hopped over the growing flames.
Midnight cantered to the left, then galloped down the path winding through old-growth trees. There was an occasional branch in the way, whipping across the horse's face, but he had to press on. The boars continued the chase, branches sometimes slapping into the riders as the boars ran.
Although this was a dream, it felt pretty real, and all of a sudden, Analee found herself standing before the silhouette of the giant sleeping monster; was it a huge Darkbeast? She could see its outline, and it seemed to be sleeping over arms folded under its cheek, like a cat. Then, she heard the monster grumble, and it awoke, most of its body brightening up into glowing whiteness, revealing that it looked like:
What a beast he was, though he did not look threatening, and his antlers were quite small for such a beast he was. The monster then yawned, and sat like a cat, arms crossed over one another, then he raised one arm to rest his head on the raised hand. He seemed to be eyeing Analee warily.
“You... you are the one I dreamt of.” the beast spoke, and although his voice was just extremely deep grumbling, he could speak telepathically at the same time, so amidst his rumbling, his spoke to Analee with a deep, rich, strong voice in her head, which was so strong, it felt like it was bouncing her brain around. “That means... you are one of the Scions, unless I am still dreaming. What is your name?” the monster asked, cocking his head, patiently waiting an answer...
Miranda and Poca
As Midnight galloped, Poca cast fire into the ground, which caught the grasses and plants on fire, which produced much smoke. There was enough dead grass for the flames to grow. The boars oinked and squeaked, afraid, but their riders forced them to run forth, the big pigs squealing as they hopped over the growing flames.
Midnight cantered to the left, then galloped down the path winding through old-growth trees. There was an occasional branch in the way, whipping across the horse's face, but he had to press on. The boars continued the chase, branches sometimes slapping into the riders as the boars ran.
18-Mar-2017 02:28:01
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Miranda found herself in a world of endless blackness, dotted with many twinkling stars, galaxies, and waves of auroras flowing through her. She realized she was standing before a bright dragon, with scales casting streaks of white light, or perhaps the dragon was covered with bristles? The dragon was sitting down, like a cat, elbows down and one hand under his cheek. He looked like:
Standing before the dragon was someone else, but that person did not seem to notice Miranda. The dragon nodded to the person, then looked at Miranda, making eye contact.
“Who are you? Tell me your name.” the dragon spoke, voice grumbling, yet he spoke to her telepathically with a deep, rich voice that she could understand, however, the telepathic voice was quite powerful, giving her a headache even in a dream! She...
Miranda found herself in a world of endless blackness, dotted with many twinkling stars, galaxies, and waves of auroras flowing through her. She realized she was standing before a bright dragon, with scales casting streaks of white light, or perhaps the dragon was covered with bristles? The dragon was sitting down, like a cat, elbows down and one hand under his cheek. He looked like:
Standing before the dragon was someone else, but that person did not seem to notice Miranda. The dragon nodded to the person, then looked at Miranda, making eye contact.
“Who are you? Tell me your name.” the dragon spoke, voice grumbling, yet he spoke to her telepathically with a deep, rich voice that she could understand, however, the telepathic voice was quite powerful, giving her a headache even in a dream! She...
18-Mar-2017 02:28:33 - Last edited on 18-Mar-2017 02:29:23 by Azi Demonica
Gideon Steelwrought – Awakening
That dream... it felt so real, it must have been a vision, a vision of the future, but when exactly, he could never know. The cracks gradually grew, more and more sunlight shining through. He overheard echoing screeching and hissing, sounding off in the distance. Gradually, he could see... feint brown-coloured stonework (probably sandstone) of walls, both sides having archways, sunlight shining in from the left wall. His tomb seemed to be inside a larger structure.
He heard chunks and bits of stone flicking off and flying about, bouncing down the chamber, striking walls, and shattering against surfaces. He did not really know what was going on, but soon, he sat up, shaking his head, helm fluttering with dust and sand. Once everything settled, he saw:
Whatever this thing was, his magic was gradually breaking apart Gideon's tomb, the swirling streams of darkness surely powerful. This was definitely a kakomancer of some sort, but since he levitated easily, and his eyes glowed blue, he was also a powerful psionic for sure. Gideon was unsure of what exactly this being was, but he seemed to be Unhallowed as well.
“Time to go,” the being said, gesturing with his head, speaking with a voice that sounded as if it was being spoken through a pipe, “the Darkbeasts are coming for you, I came just in time. Prepare to fight.”
The hissing and screeching sounded again, echoing down from beyond the chamber that consisted of the Butcher's tomb, but he was unsure if his tomb was part of a larger structure or a mausoleum itself. Since the echoing was distant, there would be some time for a few questions if Gideon was unsure or did not remember much. This being who awoke him did not look like his old demon-necromancer friend.
That dream... it felt so real, it must have been a vision, a vision of the future, but when exactly, he could never know. The cracks gradually grew, more and more sunlight shining through. He overheard echoing screeching and hissing, sounding off in the distance. Gradually, he could see... feint brown-coloured stonework (probably sandstone) of walls, both sides having archways, sunlight shining in from the left wall. His tomb seemed to be inside a larger structure.
He heard chunks and bits of stone flicking off and flying about, bouncing down the chamber, striking walls, and shattering against surfaces. He did not really know what was going on, but soon, he sat up, shaking his head, helm fluttering with dust and sand. Once everything settled, he saw:
Whatever this thing was, his magic was gradually breaking apart Gideon's tomb, the swirling streams of darkness surely powerful. This was definitely a kakomancer of some sort, but since he levitated easily, and his eyes glowed blue, he was also a powerful psionic for sure. Gideon was unsure of what exactly this being was, but he seemed to be Unhallowed as well.
“Time to go,” the being said, gesturing with his head, speaking with a voice that sounded as if it was being spoken through a pipe, “the Darkbeasts are coming for you, I came just in time. Prepare to fight.”
The hissing and screeching sounded again, echoing down from beyond the chamber that consisted of the Butcher's tomb, but he was unsure if his tomb was part of a larger structure or a mausoleum itself. Since the echoing was distant, there would be some time for a few questions if Gideon was unsure or did not remember much. This being who awoke him did not look like his old demon-necromancer friend.
18-Mar-2017 20:58:11
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