Good Day Ladies and Gentlemen.
it's the 1st July and thus time for an update.
This time we finally get back to Metamoora and slowly some plot develops. I know from a couple of people who want more details on Raven, his powers and his past mostly, but i have to say that Raven is a mystery even to me. He is an ever shifting persona who just can't be nailed down. Lu knows i have tried time and time again but he always manages to give me the slip.
general thanks for reviewing go to: XV-Dragon, Baran3, SkarS and Kitsune6.
now, enjoy this chapter!
-----Destiny commands All----
It was late afternoon of the day as the group of students had returned to Metamoora, most of them in high spirits. The six girls that had done a lot of bonding during the walk back, mostly Will and Irma, were lowly chatting about something that was coming within a couple of weeks: the Arcane Thunders.
It was a tournament solely for anyone able to use arcane magic in any form. The challenges were many and of various kinds. Hay, Taranee and Elyon were planning to enter this year as they finally thought they stood a chance against the older combatants. The fact that during the Thunders three years ago a good number of combatants had died because one of them damaged the life saving runes and the Meteor Storm that had soon after hit the final stage had whipped out everyone had been the cause for the girls' parents to forbid them to even consider entering.
Will was listening in with great interest. This sounded like it could be a lot of fun. She made a mental note to ask Weira and Raven about it. If both deemed her ready she would enter as a surprise.
Irma saw how a plan formed in the young Drow's mind and she got a strong suspicion. 'She's not actually thinking...... she IS!' The brunette was glaring at the red head from the corner of her eyes but soon the glare grew softer. Nothing she could really do about it; Will had decided for herself and she as her new friend had to support her in any way she could. 'Maybe sparing with her,' thought Irma as a devious smirk played over her lips.
She was pulled from her thoughts as a heavy hand landed on her shoulder and stopped her without the others noticing. She looked over her shoulder into the equally devious smirking face of Raven. "You figured her out huh," asked the man with an amused sound in his voice and Irma couldn't help but giggle. "Yes, I think so. And I was going to offer my help." Raven gave a low laugh as his eyes danced with glee, "With your classes you would be a nice match for her: Ranger and Justicar. Let me guess: specialized in urban tracking?"
Irma couldn't help but stare at him for a few moments before she regained enough mental capacity to speak, "How you know that?" He gave a low chuckle before pushing her slightly forward and the two started to follow the troop again. "Oh, you have yet much to learn. I have been around long enough to read people. You move very surely in both urban and wild life but more so in urban settings. You feel at home in crowded streets and buildings. Also your eyes are always searching for anything 'bad' going on." He gave a short laugh and looked up at the sky, "I have traveled with both urban Rangers and Justicars more than once and I quickly recognize their habits."
His left hand came up and ruffled through her hair, much to annoyance of Irma, and he gave her a sly look, "Tomorrow 4 pm at the Ilvaren estate; I'm going to have Will spar with a few people and if you want to throw her into a twist come as well." Irma's eyes grew wide before she broke into a wide smile, "You bet!" Raven gave a short laugh as they passed the gates to the Sheffield Institute when a loud, girly squeal rang in their ears and Irma gave a loud groan, "Oh Gods, Corny is at it again."
Raven gave her a confused look, never having pegged Cornelia as the girly type but when he looked around he could only facepalm himself.
Right in front of him was the normally collected Druid hanging onto a rather tall, probably close to 5'8'', brow haired boy. He was dressed in weathered, full body Leather Armor of brownish-green color, a green traveling cloak, and heavy boots. The exotic looking handle of a sword was visible from under his cloak as he held onto the blond druid surprisingly tender. The four strange stripes on his cheeks caught Raven's attention before his mind connected the tidbit to some old information.
The whole class watched how Cornelia gave into girly mode and hugged and squeezed the dear life out of the boy who was slowly adopting a blue hue to his skin. Deciding that the boy had suffered long enough Raven cleared his throat loudly, "EHEM! Hale; I think he would like to breath now." Cornelia, snapped out of her dazed mind looked at the boy and saw indeed that he was gasping for air. "OH MOTHER!! I am sorry Caleb! Are you alright?!?!"
The boy identified as Caleb was taking deep breaths, his left hand softly testing his ribs, "Yeah...... just gimme a few to breath....." Cornelia gave a sheepish grin before she leaned up and gave Caleb a quick peck on his left cheek, "There, better?" a devious smile broke onto Caleb's face as he said in a husky voice, "Not yet." With swift movements he suddenly grabbed onto Cornelia, spun her around before kissing her soundly on the lips. Cornelia let out a soft moan as his tongue slipped past her lips and she slowly moved her arms around his neck while both closed their eyes.
When they parted after what seemed like ages to them they heard clapping on their left and saw how Raven raised his hands, purple arcane seeping from his hands and forming numbers. "I give a 8.2 for boldness but only a 6.3 for execution." Everyone in the yard burst into laughter as Caleb and Cornelia stared at the man who soon joined the laughter. The two teens started to blush madly before Cornelia leaped out of Caleb's arms and with a battle cry charged her instructor, her scythe appearing in her hands.
Laughter died away as Cornelia set out for blood and went after the still laughing Raven, slicing away at him and trying to cut him to slices. The raven haired man simply weaved around the weapon, moving with speed and grace uncanny for human standards. The man was always a step ahead of her, laughing all the time while his eyes glowed with laughter. "Come on Hale, that all you got?" "YOU! JUST WAIT TILL I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, YOU CHAUVINIST MAN!"
Cornelia did a vertical swipe that Raven dodged by somersaulting backwards and into the higher branches of a tree where he crouched low, smirking down at the still enraged Druid. "Too slow." Cornelia was seething mad, glaring up at the man and was about to send spells at him when a new presence made itself known in the yard. "RAVEN! Get you sorry ass into my office THIS MOMENT!!!"
People turned and stared at Principle Knickerbocker, the round woman standing in the gates into the building, wisps of arcane circling her while she was glaring death into the man. "Alright, alright. Damned old women always spoiling my fun." "RAVEN!!!" the man dropped swiftly from his branch before a large Fireball burned the whole tree to ash in a matter of moments. People looked at the principle, still able to see the flames flickering in her left hand as she prepared to hurl yet another ball of flaming pain at the man. "My office; NOW!"
The whole school watched as their principle was about to unleash her magic on the instructor who seemed to think twice now about pissing that woman off even more and disappeared in a flicker of arcane, soon followed by the seething wizard.
Students were still in shock, surprised at the way their normally calm principle had reacted to the admittedly infuriating male. Soon enough the crowd broke up and each one headed over their own business. Elyon, Will, Irma, Hay, Taranee, Cornelia and Caleb had left the Institute and headed for the Ilvaren estate, using the time to introduce Will to the boy in their group. Will learned that Caleb was an orphan, living in the same Druid's grove as Cornelia and her family. The boy was a Druid/Bard, excelling more at his divine potential than his arcane spellcasting.
She learned that he never attended any school or academy to learn how to use his powers, he was the Learning-by-Doing type that preferred to travel all over the lands. He had just returned from a good two months long trip into the mountains to the south. Will had to admit in her mind that she saw why Cornelia was all over the boy, he had this strange charm about himself that made girls her age swoon over and lust after him. But to Will he was more the.... 'brotherly' type.
The group by now had reached the Ilvaren estate and made their way into the dining room, Elyon making a short detour to the kitchen to ask for some drinks and snacks. They sat together, bringing Caleb up to date with the latest happenings in the city as well as where they had come from. Will was.... surprised to say the least how Caleb had reacted to her and her birth. He seemed unimpressed that she was a Drow. When she had asked him why he had giving a nervous chuckle, "You see...... had I not run into that one person during my trip..... I would be very much dead right now...... She saved my life out there and she was another Drow so... Well, I guess I have lost my biased opinion on your race due to it."
Will seemed frozen into place as she heard Caleb talk about another Drow in such rather close proximity and she could help but ask, "Did she give you her name?!" Will was desperately awaiting and dreading the answer, her palms getting sweaty under her gloves. Caleb gave her a surprised look before he spoke. "Yeah she did. I can't remember it as a whole but she called herself Viconia and she was a Cleric."
Will stared at him with wide eyes, "Say WHAT?!" "What's the big deal," asked Caleb confused when a new voice rang in the room. "The big deal is that THIS female is a legend on par with many others like Elminster, Sarevok and Edwin." Heads turned to Weira, the tall Elf walking over to their group sitting around the table and took a free seat, picking one of the cinnamon rolls and bitting into it happily. "Who is she exactly," asked Caleb, now very interested in this female he had met.
Weira swallowed and then rested her elbows on the table, "Have you heard the stories about the Baalspawns?" Silence went over the room, everyone having heard THAT tale, even Will knew enough about it to know that the tale of the Baalspawns could have very well changed the course of the FĂȘarun entirely. Suddenly it clicked all together in Will's mind, "WAIT! You don't want to say that THIS Viconia and the one that Caleb met are one and the same?!"
Weira smiled wide, as she nodded. "I would say the chances are pretty big for that. She has been reported to once again be in this region." She turned to a shell shocked Caleb, "Congrats; you have been saved by a personal friend of a God, the God of Murder even." Caleb was gapping openly while things slowly settled into his mind. "Oh my......" he couldn't speak more and was simply too shocked to even think.
The older Elf giggled slightly and then turned to Will, "If you don't mind I have to abduct this little one here; it's time for some more studies." No one was able to resist as Weira dragged Will out of the room and into the library. Only little later did the girls start to grill Caleb for details.
-----Destiny commands All----
Will was letting out a tired sigh, letting a heavy tome drop into her lap as she sat on the couch in the study. Weira looked up from her own book, taking notice that the girl seemed somewhat frustrated with her work. "Is something the matter Will?" "Well..... yes..... no.... maybe......" Weira noted how Will seemed to look at everything but her, giving her enough clues to know that something was weighing on the Drow.
She stood up from her chair and walked over the Will, sitting down next to the girl. "Out with it." Weira had learned long ago that being nice and cuddly with Will did not serve the purpose of getting her to talk. Will sighed, knowing that Weira would do all in her might to get her to talk. "It's about this Arcane Thunder event......" Weira didn't need to hear more and a small frown set on her face, "You wish to enter...." Will could only nod slightly.
"I know that I am probably not really that good but.... I did rather well in the Ruins I think and I thought.... maybe testing myself against others might show me how good I actually am." Weira was about to speak when Will continued, "But... I only will enter if you, Zaden and.... Raven deem me ready." Weira stared down at the young girl, seeing her fiddle around with her hands in her lap. The older Elf closed her eyes and gave serious thought to Will's request and question.
After minutes that felt like eons to Will Weira spoke. "Fine, I give my okay for you to enter but unless Zaden and Raven think you are ready as well I will NOT support this further." Will's eyes lit up with happiness and she threw herself at her mistress' mother, hugging the woman for the briefest moments before she raced out of the study in search for Zaden. Weira was left slightly dazed, not having expected to young Drow to be so... openly physical with her thanks. Weira smiled to herself, crossing her arms over her chest and nodding slightly, 'She is growing fast.'
-----Destiny commands All----
Zaden had been in the training area, going over his own training and trying to keep his skills as honed as possible. He had just finished and was about to walk into the house and take a long bath to get the sweat off his body when a purple-black missile crashed into him and knocked him over. As he world stopped spinning he found himself lying on his back, a blushing and panting Will sitting on his abdomen. "Sorry........"
He observed how Will swiftly got off him, the faintest of blushes visible under her dark skin. "It's okay," mumbled Zaden as he picked himself off the ground and dusted off his clothes, "Now, where is the fire?" "The...... Arcane Thunder.....," mumbled Will nervously and it clicked in Zaden's mind. "I see..... what does my wife say?" "She is okay with it..... as long as you and Raven think I am ready....."
Zaden raised his left hand to his chin and closed his eyes. After several minutes he opened his eyes and looked down on a eagerly waiting Will. "Raven has the last say in it." And with that he walked into the house and left Will standing there. Slowly she realized that this meant that as long as Raven gave his okay.... she could enter! Will smiled widely and slowly made her way back into the house and into the dining room, thinking that the others would still be there.
When she walked inside she didn't find any of them. But she spotted a hooded person standing in a corner, looking over a couple of portraits that hung on the wall. "Who are you," asked Will loudly, not knowing this person and by now she knew most of the staff by heart. The hooded person seemed to be startled and spun around, the hooded black cloak staying firmly closed and casting the face of the person in shadows.
Will slowly tensed and instinctively reached for her insides to draw forth her power. Her hands were coated in a purple glow as she slowly walked closer to the person. "I repeat: who are you?" The person gave no answer, only backing up against the wall slowly. Will narrowed her eyes at the person, the slowly setting sun casting orange light into the room and bathing it into a slight twilight. Will's eyes had no problem to adjust to the change of light..... but neither did the person before her.
Suddenly the person charged her and Will reacted by throwing her left hand out, launching an Eldritch Blast at it. The person tried to duck under the blast but it's hood was knocked backwards. Will stared at the sea of white hair that was freed and spilled everywhere. Instantly the person vanished from sight before Will felt something pin her arms to her side and a body pressed against her back and keeping her immobile.
She felt hot breath tickle her left ear before a husky and male voice spoke lowly. "Not a word young one; as long as you don't I mean you no harm....." A shiver moved down Will's spine as the voice sounded familiar yet foreign and she spoke a low whisper, "What do you want?" "I want you to deliver a message for me." "To whom." "Raven."
Will's back went stiff and all her muscles tensed up. The person behind her chuckled lowly, the tone light, "Ehehehehehe. Don't you worry; I have no ill intentions for him. Only tell him this 'The Child has to Fight for It to reach It's full Potential.'" Will had no idea what that meant, the whole thing sounding like a code or a riddle to her. The man behind her laughed slightly, "I know that he will come here tonight. Deliver this message and I will give you a little.... hint on your sword."
Will's eyes opened with shock and she had to suppress a gasp. "What.... do you know about it?" She felt the man behind her nuzzle his nose into her hair, taking a deep breath. "Hmm..... nice scent.... But I digress. Your sword.... you learned how to detect magic.... have you ever tried to use that ability on your sword?" She felt how the man slipped something into one of her coat's pockets. "If you need reference use this."
The man somehow managed to pull her glove off Will's left hand and placed a slender, gloved finger on her wrist. The lines that had been draw into her skin nearly two months prior sprung to life, their normally black color going bright purple. Will stared down on them as they seemed to twist and turn, taking new forms. Will saw how a small rune seemed to form before the lines returned to black. The man pulled his hand away and spoke lowly into her ear again. "Do not speak of this to your Guardians; while I mean you or them no harm.... they would never understand my ways of doing things... Only speak to Raven about this."
Will only nodded before she felt all the touch against her vanish. She spun around and prepared to send a Blast at the man only to find the room behind her empty. 'What was that about,' thought Will as she reached into her pocket and pulled out the item the man had placed there. It was a small book, barely 4'' wide and 6'' high. It was thin and bound in she supposed black leather. She turned it in her hands and read the title aloud, "Magic Enchantments and their Feelings....... written by S. Raven....."
Will recognized the name and slowly placed the book back in her pocket. Before she could think about this strange event she heard Elyon's voice call for her from the entrance hall. Quickly checking herself over Will rushed out of the room and nearly crashed into Elyon who was about to walk in. "There you are Will. The girls asked us if we wanted to visit Cornelia's home tomorrow and spent the night in the grove."
Will was utterly surprised, "You think.... the other Druids wouldn't mind?" While the question was left rather open Elyon knew what Will meant and gave her a small smile, "Don't worry. Cornelia's parents know about you and they don't really mind. They trust their daughter to have detected anything." Will gave a soft smile and nodded her head, "Okay." Elyon beamed at her, "Great! I already talked it over with Mom so no worries there." Elyon snatched up the shorter girl's hand and dragged her into the entrance hall and was about to head up the stairs when the large doors opened and Raven walked inside with Zaden, the two men chatting away about different sword styles.
Will quickly freed her wrist from Elyon and gave a her a short sign to wait. She made her way towards Raven swiftly, "Raven, could I talk to your for a moment?" The two men looked at Will and Raven gave her a raised eyebrow, "Uhm.... sure, fire away." Will looked at Zaden sheepishly and muttered, "In private....." Both men looked at each other, confusion clearly visible in their faces and Will was sure she saw several question marks float above their heads.
Raven then looked back and gave a short nod and walked outside. Will fell into step next to him shouting a "Just a moment" over her shoulder at Elyon as the two Ilvaren simply stared after the unlikely duo. Zaden gave his daughter a questioning look only to have Elyon raise her hands, "Don't look at me, I've got no idea what this is a about."
Outside Raven had led Will a bit away from the house, leaning his back against a tree and crossing his arms over his chest, "Now, what you want to talk about?" Will drew a deep breath and closed her eyes, "I... was asked to deliver a message to you: 'The Child has to Fight for It to reach It's full Potential.'" After a few moments of silence Will opened her eyes and saw Raven gap and stare at her. Then an unhappy frown settled onto his face and he muttered under his breath, "Damned bastard butting his nose into my business......"
He sighed and gave Will a look, "Thanks. Though that bastard could have spoken to me directly...." "There.... is something else....." Raven looked at her sharply, "More messages?" Will shook her head, "No. I.... I want to take part in the Arcane Thunder..... Weira and Zaden said as long as you think I am ready I am allowed to enter." Raven looked at her with surprise, "Uhm...... you really sure about that?" Will nodded quickly, "Yes. I am not sure I stand a chance but.... I must test myself against superior fighters to find out just how far I have come."
Raven fixed her with a piercing look but Will did not look away. After a few minutes Raven looked up into the sky and let out a soft sigh, "Fine. We will up your training severely and if you manage to fulfill my expectations in three weeks I will enter you myself." Will gave a slight squeak and glomped the man. Raven simply placed a hand on her back, padding her softly. "Enough of this Will. I've got the reputation of a tough bastard to keep and this mushy stuff is not really my thing."
Will let the man's neck go, laughing slightly. Raven gave her a smirk and pushed her back towards the house. "Now run along, the others are surely waiting for you." Will smiled at him and nodded before rushing back into the house. She did not see the slight frown that settled onto Raven's face, 'THIS will be loads of work.'
-----Destiny commands All----
Will had a slight skip in her step as she walked up the stairs to Elyon's room. 'He said yes!' Will entered Elyon's, and her own room with a wide smile and a small twirl. "Someone seems to be happy."
Will froze as she heard the definitely male voice and slowly turned around. She saw Caleb sitting in the chair at Elyon's desk, smiling at her in this teasing way. Will reacted the best she could: she stuck out her tongue at him, "Bleh." Giggles filled the room and Will now noticed that everyone was still there, the girls all lying over each other on the big bed. Except for Cornelia: she sat on the table behind Caleb, her arms resting on the boys chest and drawing small circles.
"So, what got you so happy," asked Hay from under the dog pile, trying to get the others off her. "Oh nothing special," said Will with a devious smile, "I just managed to convince Weira, Zaden and Raven to let me enter the Arcane Thunder event."
Silence fell over the room as everyone started to stare at Will. With a sudden and monstrous display of strength Hay threw the others off her and glomped Will, "This is great!" Will laughed as the eastern girl spun them around, "Slow down Hay!" But the girl only smiled and spun the faster on the spot. The others slowly came around as well and most expressed their joy for Will... all but Caleb.
The boy held a slight scowl as he watched Will. "You really think you are ready for this? I highly doubt it. You're way too weak for it."
If the sudden silence didn't tell him that he made a mistake the drop of temperature as well as the dark glares directed at him clued him in. Especially Will was leveling a VERY cold look at the boy, "Just so you know Raven said he would up my training and with HIM being able to take down a dragon alone and in a pretty beat up state you should think twice to underestimate me." Caleb simply snorted, "Yeah, right. Someone taking down a dragon alone; try another one."
A dark snarl emitted from Cornelia's throat as she slowly moved her arms from Caleb's chest to his shoulders, "Caleb.... if I didn't knew better I would think you were accusing Will of lying......." Caleb missed the dark snarl and simply closed his eyes. "So what?"
Cornelia slowly let go of his shoulders and walked around him, staring down into his impassive face before..... SLAP! The loud sound of flesh meeting flesh hard filled the room and everyone looked at Cornelia who still had her right hand raised. Caleb's left cheek had taken a very red glow after Cornelia had slapped him with all the strength she could muster. The boy's eyes were open wide in shock very slowly turning back to Cornelia.
Before he could say anything Cornelia had grabbed his collar and pulled him to his feet swiftly. Her eyes were cold burning orbs of anger a she dragged him through the room and threw him out, standing in the door frame and looking down on him. "Go." "Corn-" "GO!"
Caleb's eyes widened and he rolled to the side, barely able to dodge and not get impaled by Cornelia's Scythe. He looked at her and saw her snarl at him as she pulled her weapon free and prepared to take another swing at him. Not wasting any time he scrambled to his feet and ran down the hall and smack face into a broad chest. He looked up and stared into the burning eyes of one Raven. "You. Me. Outside. Now."
Caleb wasn't fast enough to prevent the man from easily lifting the teen over his shoulder and carting him off. The girls all looked out of the door before they looked at each other and then charged after the two males.
They caught up to them as Raven walked out of the house and into the training area, throwing Caleb harshly down into the ring. "I can live with you doubting what I do and did but if you call Will a liar you cross that line." Raven jumped onto the raised area as well and with a fluid motion pulled out his sword. His right leg slid backwards and he took a sideways stance towards Caleb. His right hand rose high, holding the sword at his head's level and pointed it at the still downed boy. His left hand moved to his side, purple energy seeping out of his skin.
Caleb was still on his back, staring at the man as he realized that his big mouth had gotten him into VERY deep shit this time. Suddenly Raven went into motion, rushing at Caleb before thrusting down his sword towards Caleb. The human was barely able to roll to the side and dodge the blade. He quickly got up to his feet and stared at Raven and where his sword had penetrated deep into the stone. The stone around the sword was melting as the sword itself was glowing with a mix of purple and green.
Raven looked up at Caleb, a vicious smirk on his lips, "This sword is very special boy. I can channel each and every Invocation through it." Caleb slowly drew his sword, in finely crafted scimitar holding it in his right hand before his body. He watched how Raven slowly pulled his sword from the corroded ground. "Now... I advise you to dodge if you wish to live."
With speed that Caleb was barely able to see Raven charged the boy, going into a wide and vicious vertical swing. Caleb managed just in time to jump back and thrust his scimitar straight out, trying to catch Raven's right shoulder. To the boy's shock Raven left hand came up and effortlessly caught the sword between two finger. With just a twitch of his wrist Raven flung the sword out of Caleb's hands and out of the ring.
Caleb jumped back glaring at the man that had so effortlessly disarmed him. Deciding that he had enough of it Caleb shortly closed his eyes before his body began to shift under his clothes.
On the sidelines Cornelia gasped as she recognized what he did, "He already knows how to use the Wild Shape?"
In the ring Caleb's body slowly shrank down in size as he dropped on all fours. His clothes seemed to melt into his body as red fur started to sprout from his skin, his spine extended and his face morphed. Moments later the transformation was finished, revealing the fox body of the Druid and he snarled darkly at Raven.
The man simply looked at the animal before him before a smirk split his face. "Hoping to outrun me huh? Well, two can play the same game." Raven sword started go glow purple before he flipped it in his hand to hold it like a spear and threw it towards Caleb. The fox avoided the sword with a mere jump and grinned at Raven all the time. But when the sword hit the stone ground, enormous sparks of Eldritch might flew off it and covered an area of easily 20 feet with wilding arching bows of Eldritch might.
Several bolts struck the fox, making him yip in pain loudly while he tried to get out of the area. As he finally managed to shake off the pain and confusion a large taloned claw slammed down before him, a single talon larger than the fox himself. The fox looked up in utter fright and came snout to snout with a maw filled with sharp teeth grinning down on him. The fox took several steps backwards and saw just what stood before him. Before the morphed Druid stood a large red dragon, it's head probably a good 30-40 feet off the ground if standing tall. The dragon had horns extending over its neck and frilled ears, smaller horns sprouting from its cheeks and chins, small rows of scarlet horns framing its eyes. The nose was beak-like, sprouting a small horn. A purple gray frill started at the back of its head and moved down over its back to its tail tip. Large leathery wings of gray blue color were spanning through the whole area of the backyard, throwing long shadows over the whole place. Its scales were a mix between a rust red, crimson and scarlet.
The great beast grinned and blew a hot stream of air through its nostrils at the fox, blowing the small animal over and making it yip in fright. As the fox rolled over the ground it grew in size and soon Caleb was on all fours in his human body, eyes wide and looking with utter fright and shock at the large beast before him. Caleb back away quickly as the dragon glared down at him, its orbs of seeming molten lava looking into his own brown ones. Suddenly the dragon began to chuckle in a very dark voice. "Ahahahahahaha. Not so confident now, are you Druid?"
People stared as the recognized the voice even though it was much lower than normal. Will stared up the the dragon, her eyes wide and her lips moving on her own. "Raven......?"
The dragon gave a barking laugh, the smell of sulfur and ash filling the air. "HAHAHAHAHAHA! Indeed. Now, are you still calling my student a liar Druid?" Caleb was quick to shake his head no, fearful of what the man turned dragon would do to him now. "Good." Flames erupted at the dragon's claws, consuming his whole body before flickering and shrinking in size until they were little more than a large bonfire. Out of the flames stepped a smug Raven walking past Caleb to pick up his sword, "Think twice before you pick a fight youngster."
Caleb had to bite back a reply, knowing that anything he said would only serve to piss this man off more and THAT would probably prove fatal.
The girls outside the ring were gapping at what they just saw. Neither was able to fully grasp that their instructor, and for one her secret crush, had just turned into a dragon with little effort. Raven rolled his shoulders lazily while grinning at the girls, "I think I should take my leave now. I have a very sudden craving for roasted meat; loads of roasted meat." A shiver moved down everyone's spin as the man vanished in a spark of arcane, his laughter still ringing in the yard.
Caleb was swift to gather up his weapon and rush away, leaving the Ilvaren estate without as much as a glance backwards. The girls looked at each other, the respect for their teacher just having gone up leaps and bounds. "Well...... I think now would be a good time to wrap things up," mumbled Will, still staring at where Raven had stood moments ago. Irma next to her simply nodded. "Sounds like a plan....." The six shared a look, all clear about one thing: Raven was one hell of an enigma; one that they all wanted to solve.
-----Destiny commands All----
Cut. Copy. Archieve.
well, it seems like Caleb bit off way more than he could chew. How did the wise man say: know your enemy before you strike the first blow. Caleb would be good adviced to think twice about pissing off unknown people.
and yet ANOTHER cloaked person mingling into Will's life..... seriously, aren't there enough people trying to fuck over our young Drow? *sighs* well, at least this one doesn't seem like he is going to be too much trouble right now; he is even helping her in a way. And it seems like Raven knows something about this cloaked person... what is that cagy Warlock up to now........
AND Cornelia's parents invited everyone into their grove and it seems like they don't actually mind Will being a Drow..... would be the first Druids i ever found who don't care but i guess there is a first for everything.
Now, review please as it motivates me to keep my posting schedule the way it is!
- Nelo Akuma
