a forgotten being of legend and myth.

[Emiryal ♕]

[see his bio history]
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A rather small black dragon crashed into the canopy of the tree's below. His wide green eyes filled with fear. Even as he fell he rolled to face the sky and launched three bolts of blue into the sky that exploded lighting up the area. With a crack of wood he hit a tree that broke under his weight. His wing tore on the jagged wood, the thin membrane easily gave way to the wood leaving a nice deep gash. Other than his injured wing his scales seemed to protected him from all but bruises. The nameless one scrambled to his feet and folded his wings against his body and watched the sky waiting for his attacker. Being small he was just as formidable on the ground as he was in the air. He could easily move between the trees to attack an enemy who couldn't move if they were larger. Besides with an injured wing he really couldn't fly all that well.

(I dunno who's attacking him. If someone wants to have their character doing it go for it!)

[Silver]

Fjorlag saw the small dark dragon go inside the forest and Eitrboka followed him until the three tops stopped her, since she was way too big to go inside the place flying at full speed without getting hurt. Eitrboka made a quick movement to evade the three bolts that the dragon shot at them, almost making Fjorlag fall. With a low growl he made Eitrboka land carefully on the middle of the forest, annoyed by how slow they had to go to not hurt her wings. Once they finally reached the ground Fjorlag jumped off Eitrboka’s back and ran towards where the dragon had crashed, with Eitrboka following him, though more slowly than him thanks to the trees around the place. They were silent as shadows, not wanting to alert the dragon of their presence. Fjorlag took out his sword, which was always soaked in Seithr Oil. He saw the small dragon glancing to the sky and started to walk closer to him slowly, ready to attack. Galbatorix told them about that dragon, he didn’t knew if he had a rider or not, so their mission was to capture them if possible, but if not possible, killing was allowed, though they knew that, with or without rider, Galbatorix would be really angry if they killed the dragon if there was still the smallest chance of capturing it and drag him to Urû’baen.

[Emiryal ♕]

The Nameless One

The Nameless One didn't see them coming until it they were there. He had been watching the sky for them not the ground as he hadn't seen them land. Spotting them he whipped around to face them looking very much like a wild animal that was being hunted. He backed away from them, his injured wing folded against his side so he wouldn't bump it into any trees and do more damage. He roared in fear at the Raz'ac before lunging at it trying to bite it. He knew what a Raz'ac was but they had never hunted him before, nor had he seen any in quite some time.

He tried to pin the raz'ac to the ground where he would open his mouth to incinerate him with a bolt of fire. His fire was unlike most dragons, but it did just as good a job if not better. He of course had no rider and being as old as he was acted wild. He made no attempt to speak to his attacker as doing so would force him to open his mind to attack plus he rarely spoke to anyone anyways.

[Silver]

Fjorlag and Eitrboka took advantage of the dragon not noticing them. Eitrboka soon reached her son and with a nod the both started to walk silently towards the dragon from different angles, Fjorlag being the smaller of them both he soon got closer to him. He wasn’t surprised when the dragon noticed him first and roared at him, fear noticeable on the roar. He immediately got ready to fight, sword ready, and looked around, searching for any rider, but soon realizing that there wasn’t any near, focusing again on the dragon in front of him.

Fjorlag pointed the sword towards the dragon when he decided to attack him, so the dragon may hurt himself with the sword if he managed to pin him to the ground. He immediately moved away, avoiding ending under the dragon, but still got tackled and fell to the ground. In that exact moment Eitrboka attacked the dark dragon, making a loud screeching to confuse him, trying to do as much damage to the dragon as she could without reaching the damage being lethal, though she would kill him if he put up too much fight. Fjorlag got up and shook his head to recover his composure, grabbing the sword with both hands but not attacking yet, fearing to cause any damage to Eitrboka by accident while trying to hit the dragon.

[Emiryal ♕]

The Nameless One

The Nameless One narrowly avoided impaling himself on Fjorlag's sword, which probably was why he missed pinning him. Before he could pursue the downed opponent he was attacked from behind. He hadn't seen Eitrboka before now and was caught off guard. He faltered as the loud screeching startled him and claws struck him. He snarled and screeched in return, which for him indicated his most powerful fire. He aimed for Eitrboka and let the bolt of fire go when it touched it would explode doing more damage than just a burn. Why were these things attacking him! And how had they found him, he had been in hiding for how many years now. As far as he knew none remained with any knowledge of him.

[Silver]

Eitrboka attacked the small dragon with claws and beak in an attempt to leave him severely wounded and unfitting to fight against them, he knew that Galbatorix would be a little annoyed when having to heal this dragon, if he decided to heal him, but it would be better than having to drag a corpse to Urû’baen and face the King’s rage. Fjorlag jumped on the smaller dragon’s back and tried to slash him several times while he was focused on Eitrboka, focusing mostly in the dragon’s wings and tail, since Eitrboka was taking care of the rest of the dragon’s body.

When the dragon shot the bolt of fire at her she ignored it, still attacking thinking that the guards of Galbatorix would protect her from the dragon’s fire. Obviously she didn’t expect the bolt of fire to explode when it touched her. With the explosion she was thrown away with some minor burns, the guards around her had failed to fully protect her and that fact made her worry, since she started to wonder how low they would be after the dragon’s attack. Fjorlag growled and kept attacking the dragon, though he was almost knocked out by the explosion he managed to stay on the dragon’s back and his attacks only became more aggressive and faster, showing his anger.

[Emiryal ♕]

The Nameless One | The dragon king | Wild dragon

The black dragon roared in pain as Fjorlag's blade found it's mark on his wings and tail. It didn't help that his wing was already injured from the fall. Heartened by his fire making it's mark he spread his wings to take off and attempt to flee despite his injured wing. He flapped his wings hard to take off in a vertical take off but the last stroke from Fjorlag hit one of his muscles near the base of his wing causing him to collapse in a failed flight attempt. Desperate and terrified he turned his head blasting three bolts of explosive fire at his enemies before subcoming to the pain and his injuries. He lay limp in too much pain to fight back any more. But a deep terror filled his eyes as he watched them. What did they want with him? Were they going to kill him!

[Silver]

Fjorlag tried to keep slashing the dragon with his sword, but when he started to flap hi swings in an attempt to flee he lost his already weakened balance on him, falling to the ground. Eitrboka shook her head a little, finally getting rid of most of the dizziness that the explosion caused her and screeched again as loud as she could, even forcing Fjorlag to cover his ears, who was supposedly completely used to her screeches. Fjorlag got up after the screech ended only to be thrown away by one of the dragon’s bolts of explosive fire, feeling his defenses weakened. Eitrboka managed to grab him with her beak and jump away, avoiding the second bolt, yet they got hit by the last bolt.

Both stalled still on the ground for a couple of seconds, feeling that their guards got completely destroyed by the last hit and feeling some pain by the burns o their body. After that time Fjorlag forced himself to get up and started to check Eitrboka’s wounds. Just as he expected, the guards protected her from lethal damage, but she had some bad looking burns all over her body that were causing her severe pain and her beak had a long crack on one side that needed to be checked as soon as possible. He looked at himself and soon noticed that his state was worse than Eitrboka’s, letting him know that the bolt was directed mainly at him. He tried to jump on Eitrboka’s back as he used to do, only to fall to the ground in pain. Eitrboka grabbed him softly and placed him on her back.

“Let’s finish our mission, we need to get our wounds healed soon” He said almost in a whisper, trying to stay still on Eitrboka’s back, grabbing her to not fall. Eitrboka nodded and went towards the dragon. She grabbed him by the tail with her beak and pulled him to an area wide enough for her to take fly. She opened her wings and grabbed the dragon with her claws really tightly to not let him fall or move if he tried to escape in midair. After a couple of failed attempts thanks to her wounds and the pain she finally managed to take height slowly, starting to fly towards Urû’baen to give this dragon to the King and finally end with the whole thing.




Ooc: You want Fjorlag and Eitrboka to reach Urû’baen (There Murtagh can receive them, since Vlaer isn’t on, and he has Galby as his character) or someone will arrive to save The Nameless One before they manage to fulfill their mission?????

[Emiryal ♕]

The Nameless One | The dragon king | Wild dragon

ooc: sure that sounds good to me. I can make Murtagh do it instead. Seeing as The Nameless One is really hidden and mostly unknown no one would know about him so no one would come to save him.

The Nameless One flinched when Eitrboka screeched, it was near deafening to him. He growled as he was grabbed by the tail and dragged away only to be hoisted into the air. He only put up a minor last desperate struggle that didn't amount to any success. Where were they taking him! Was it not enough they had exhausted and injured him? Why didn't they just finish him off. That's what the Raz'ac seemed to do most of the time, at least from what he knew about them.

(jump to Uru'baen?)

[Silver]

Ooc: Sure, I'll make the thread.