[A/N]Eh, I finally found the chapter, and it isn't some crappy summary.
it's still crappy but at least it isn't a summary ^-^ Ain't I special?
Phoenix: Uhm. No comment?
Rydia: What she said.
Oscen: I concur. D: Ingrates Phoenix: Yup, that'd be them
Oscen: She was including you in that comment
Phoenix: No she wasn't . She loves me. D:... Rydia: Point proven? Exactly! ____________
"How many?" Blayze inquired, shifting through the air under the guise of invisibility. "Ten on the far side, two by that spring. Another on the ledge, and three by the big tent. Sixteen in total." Artemis reported, leaning over the dragon's shoulders.
"Sixteen bakali. That should only take a few minutes," Blayze rumbled cheerfully, banking to the left. "Sixteen, plus twenty goblins and five humans. Not very good odds for being discreet." Artemis replied, settling back between the metallic wings. Behind her was a crossbow, a long bow and a composite bow.
The female grabbed the crossbow, loading it with a single bolt. Blayze landed upon a rocky ridge, opposite the snake-like guard. Artemis, still momentarily under the protection of invisibility, crept towards the edge of the small cliff, crossbow in hand. She knelt between two protruding rocks, and behind another, broader one. Aiming for the creature's chest, she sent the bolt loose.
The missile hit its mark, and the creature howled in pain as it pitched forwards, off the ledge. Artemis, without looking up, loaded another, specially designed bolt into her chosen weapon. The bolt would split once fired, hopefully taking out five enemies with one shot.
Seven bakali raced up the ridge from behind, yet met an untimely end thanks to the lashing of Blayze's hidden tail. The dragon shifted into a choice humanoid form; that of a dark, human warrior. Goblins cried from within the valley, running this way and that, creating even more havoc and disorder than Artemis could ever imagine.
'Who needs friends when you have enemies that stupid.' She thought with a cynical grin, awaiting her selected target. The humans ran forward, and all but one fell to Artemis' deadly aim. The fifth, probably the commander of the small band, had used another of his fellow humans as a shield, and dodged the bolt.
The man stooped behind his fallen comrades, and due to luck alone, spied Artemis amongst the rocks. Artemis groaned, as the scarred figure was able to rally his troops.
She loaded another bolt, as Blayze was at her side, letting loose a well- aimed arrow from his long bow. They sent a shower of missiles down the ledge, before Artemis realized someone had gotten behind them.
She stood, whirling around to face the creature that had evaded their vantage point. Blade drawn, she found herself gazing upon the pale features of a frightened Daminthos. The female growled, yet the growl turned into a gasp of pain as a painful sensation overwhelmed her.
The poison sent shudders down her spine, raking her body with relentless convulsions. Artemis fell to the rock strewn ground, poison tipped arrow of the goblin archer embedded in her back
~oOo~
Blayze saw the archer from the corner of his eye, yet when he turned to send his own missile, Artemis gasped in pain. The dragon sent his arrow at the goblin, only to turn and see Artemis fall.
The arrow had found its mark, piercing the flesh of her left shoulder. Blayze also saw the young elf lord Daminthos gawking at the injured human. He growled, returning to his true form. Feeling the rage well up from his stomach, Blayze sent a devastating blast of lightning into the encampment.
Daminthos stared at Artemis, then raced forward. He reached her side as the valley below erupted in the electric fury of Blayze. Pulling the arrow shaft from the female's back, he turned the woman over.
She was unconscious, the poison turning her pale flesh almost translucent. Daminthos lifted her into his arms, amazed at her lightness. Calling his griffin to him, Daminthos took to the sky.
Blayze saw the griffin, and quickly followed. Overtaking the swift yet overburdened creature, he easily herded it towards the mountains.
~oOo~
Cylan awoke from her slumber to the cries of a griffin. She saw her mother, Ayna, shake out powerful wings. The wyrmling did the same, following the elder from the cave.
The griffin flew dangerously low, as Blayze soared behind. Cylan chirped a greeting to her nest mate, flying to meet him. The griffin dove away from the male's claws, only to be captured by Siron, another male wyrmling.
The three dragons landed, yet Blayze bullied Siron away from the helpless, bird-like creature. Cylan, shifting into a humanoid form, approached the quaking being, noticing for the first time the two riders.
The now elven girl gasped, recognizing the human who lay unconscious in the arms of an elf lord. She rushed forward, pushing Daminthos away from Artemis. Her mother, also changed into the form of an elf, joined the young dragon beside Artemis.
Blayze returned, landing on the ledge and shaking his great head this way and that. He shifted into his warrior form, and approached the others. "What happened this time?" Ayna questioned, without looking at her nephew.
"Goblin archer got her while she was distracted." Blayze glared at the elf, growling beneath this breath. Cylan stood, already knowing to get water from the spring and finding something to bind the wound.
Ayna shook her head, finally glancing up at Daminthos and Razzen, the griffin. "Who are you?" She inquired shortly, standing with the help of Blayze. The sun reflected off bronze wings, as a flight of three bronze wyrms approached. Blayze bowed to his mother, the largest of the trio.
Siron circled the ledge, joined by Flaz and Sirus, two females. Cyma, the other matriarch of the bronzes, folded her wings against gleaming scales, shrewd gaze flicking over the injured Artemis. Ayna nodded a greeting to her sister, and set about tending to Artemis' wound, with Cylan as her aid.
Rydia: What she said.
Oscen: I concur. D: Ingrates Phoenix: Yup, that'd be them
Oscen: She was including you in that comment
Phoenix: No she wasn't . She loves me. D:... Rydia: Point proven? Exactly! ____________
"How many?" Blayze inquired, shifting through the air under the guise of invisibility. "Ten on the far side, two by that spring. Another on the ledge, and three by the big tent. Sixteen in total." Artemis reported, leaning over the dragon's shoulders.
"Sixteen bakali. That should only take a few minutes," Blayze rumbled cheerfully, banking to the left. "Sixteen, plus twenty goblins and five humans. Not very good odds for being discreet." Artemis replied, settling back between the metallic wings. Behind her was a crossbow, a long bow and a composite bow.
The female grabbed the crossbow, loading it with a single bolt. Blayze landed upon a rocky ridge, opposite the snake-like guard. Artemis, still momentarily under the protection of invisibility, crept towards the edge of the small cliff, crossbow in hand. She knelt between two protruding rocks, and behind another, broader one. Aiming for the creature's chest, she sent the bolt loose.
The missile hit its mark, and the creature howled in pain as it pitched forwards, off the ledge. Artemis, without looking up, loaded another, specially designed bolt into her chosen weapon. The bolt would split once fired, hopefully taking out five enemies with one shot.
Seven bakali raced up the ridge from behind, yet met an untimely end thanks to the lashing of Blayze's hidden tail. The dragon shifted into a choice humanoid form; that of a dark, human warrior. Goblins cried from within the valley, running this way and that, creating even more havoc and disorder than Artemis could ever imagine.
'Who needs friends when you have enemies that stupid.' She thought with a cynical grin, awaiting her selected target. The humans ran forward, and all but one fell to Artemis' deadly aim. The fifth, probably the commander of the small band, had used another of his fellow humans as a shield, and dodged the bolt.
The man stooped behind his fallen comrades, and due to luck alone, spied Artemis amongst the rocks. Artemis groaned, as the scarred figure was able to rally his troops.
She loaded another bolt, as Blayze was at her side, letting loose a well- aimed arrow from his long bow. They sent a shower of missiles down the ledge, before Artemis realized someone had gotten behind them.
She stood, whirling around to face the creature that had evaded their vantage point. Blade drawn, she found herself gazing upon the pale features of a frightened Daminthos. The female growled, yet the growl turned into a gasp of pain as a painful sensation overwhelmed her.
The poison sent shudders down her spine, raking her body with relentless convulsions. Artemis fell to the rock strewn ground, poison tipped arrow of the goblin archer embedded in her back
~oOo~
Blayze saw the archer from the corner of his eye, yet when he turned to send his own missile, Artemis gasped in pain. The dragon sent his arrow at the goblin, only to turn and see Artemis fall.
The arrow had found its mark, piercing the flesh of her left shoulder. Blayze also saw the young elf lord Daminthos gawking at the injured human. He growled, returning to his true form. Feeling the rage well up from his stomach, Blayze sent a devastating blast of lightning into the encampment.
Daminthos stared at Artemis, then raced forward. He reached her side as the valley below erupted in the electric fury of Blayze. Pulling the arrow shaft from the female's back, he turned the woman over.
She was unconscious, the poison turning her pale flesh almost translucent. Daminthos lifted her into his arms, amazed at her lightness. Calling his griffin to him, Daminthos took to the sky.
Blayze saw the griffin, and quickly followed. Overtaking the swift yet overburdened creature, he easily herded it towards the mountains.
~oOo~
Cylan awoke from her slumber to the cries of a griffin. She saw her mother, Ayna, shake out powerful wings. The wyrmling did the same, following the elder from the cave.
The griffin flew dangerously low, as Blayze soared behind. Cylan chirped a greeting to her nest mate, flying to meet him. The griffin dove away from the male's claws, only to be captured by Siron, another male wyrmling.
The three dragons landed, yet Blayze bullied Siron away from the helpless, bird-like creature. Cylan, shifting into a humanoid form, approached the quaking being, noticing for the first time the two riders.
The now elven girl gasped, recognizing the human who lay unconscious in the arms of an elf lord. She rushed forward, pushing Daminthos away from Artemis. Her mother, also changed into the form of an elf, joined the young dragon beside Artemis.
Blayze returned, landing on the ledge and shaking his great head this way and that. He shifted into his warrior form, and approached the others. "What happened this time?" Ayna questioned, without looking at her nephew.
"Goblin archer got her while she was distracted." Blayze glared at the elf, growling beneath this breath. Cylan stood, already knowing to get water from the spring and finding something to bind the wound.
Ayna shook her head, finally glancing up at Daminthos and Razzen, the griffin. "Who are you?" She inquired shortly, standing with the help of Blayze. The sun reflected off bronze wings, as a flight of three bronze wyrms approached. Blayze bowed to his mother, the largest of the trio.
Siron circled the ledge, joined by Flaz and Sirus, two females. Cyma, the other matriarch of the bronzes, folded her wings against gleaming scales, shrewd gaze flicking over the injured Artemis. Ayna nodded a greeting to her sister, and set about tending to Artemis' wound, with Cylan as her aid.