Taevra's WindStormTaevra sat amidst the chaos of the crashing waves, just high enough to keep herself planted on the rough sandstone cliff. She was on her knees staring out at the dark clouds miles in the distance. Though the sounds of thunder didn't reach her here, the biting wind and waves did. She was soaked through her dress up to her waist, but it didn't bother her as the water receded into the next wave.
With the attempt on her life from those closest to her, it seemed the only safety she had left was here on the shore. The city behind her just a blur on the horizon, the storm was a promised rain. The oasis would blossom if the rains came inland for them. If it didn't, they would all starve and fighting would begin anew.
The storm was coming though as the lightning flashed closer this time, the sea spray soaking her hair and face now. Kiati appeared beside her, the half human and half elf girl. She had been her constant council and closest friend since awakening and escaping Jetomi. Now she stood
Wishes and PainTaevra could feel the stone behind her cracking. The hand against her throat holding her off the ground. Though her nails drew blood along his forearm, he didn't flinch from the pain. It was as if he couldn't feel it. He pulled back his other arm, fingers curled into a fist as he looked at her. Those eyes were filled with rage and hate. Emotions she hadn't seen since someone had hurt her nearly a millennia ago. "Jet! Do it if you're going to!" She managed to growl at him, narrowing her eyes as he hesitated just a moment. Long enough for her to curl her knees up to her chest. Kicking off his chest collapsed the rock behind her leaving her in a pile of debris as he fell away from her.
Taevra got to her feet quickly, taking the opportunity to go on the offensive. She slashed out at him as he backed away, shielding his face with his forearms. A roundhouse left, jab right as he backed into the rock around them with a grunt. Taevra tucked her body as he backed against a rock wall, trapped as
Balikos' IntroductionThose eyes were the eyes of a killer. He could break her in half with barely a thought, yet she still stood and looked him in the eye. Balikos Yakvir Tamaran was the most intimidating dragon Taevra had met, but she still didn't back down. "What do you want childling?" The deep bass voice in her head made her almost cringe as it pounded against her skull, but still she didn't move. He was trying to make her run and flee this foolish expedition, but the many waiting outside this sacred place needed her. She needed his help whether she liked it or not.
"Balikos, I need a favor." This made the black dragon before her grin, showing large needle sharp teeth. as he exhaled smoke through his nose.
"A favor?" He purred, locking that one green gold eye on her. It was bigger than she was across the shoulder, sizing her up for her worth now.
"I need to speak with him while his mind is his own." Balikos narrowed that eye at her, uncurling from before his hoard and moving to show her his full size.
A discussion between Taevra and KiatiTaevra paced the room anxiously. In the fourteen hours she'd been able to sit still, she hadn't once sat down or stopped moving. A haunted look crossed her face as Kiati smiled weakly at her from the nearest chair. "You know maybe the Gods are testing you? Every time one of you heads towards the other there's problems. For example Tiber and Criska. You didn't pursue him because of Criska and he didn't pursue you because of both Kyshin and Tiber. Maybe instead of running into the arms of someone else, you should wait for him here with us?" With a loud snap she bit through her pinky nail, spitting it out near Kiati and embedding the razor sharp nail in the wooden floor.
"That's the problem. Every single time I want to run and hide from these suitors, another one who seems perfect is thrown my way." Taevra deepened her voice and took on a mocking tone. "Oh I can save you and the kingdom. Bring the black dragonling to their former glory. Fight the enemies of my brave Queen and be her knigh
Distorted VisionsTaevra couldn't help it. The situation had her rattled and she could barely contain the anxiety that made her grit her teeth. Every clicking nail and tapping foot earned her a glare from Kiati. Many times she'd been warned not to do these things while the girl worked, but she couldn't help it. "Well? What's the result?" Kiati again shushed her and again leaned over the bowl of herbs and water. To Taevra, she could see nothing but a pale glow of red as Kiati's eyes changed colors. The color that normally streaked her hair turned a deep crimson as she focused on the reflection. Her nose nearly touched the water as she gazed deeply, watching something only she could see.
Nervously Taevra chewed on her lip, catching herself before she started fidgeting again. Quietly she watched Kiati slowly withdraw herself from the bowl with a grim expression, water dripping from her nose. Picking up the bowl, she dumped the contents over Taevra's head, leaving the bowl on her head as she walked out preo