Post by Kender Bard on Aug 30, 2006 21:46:55 GMT -5
The 'river' begins to churn and grow increasingly violent, as if a great storm were beginning to blow in. Many of the people on Ronduin, seeing the growing waves beating at the already submerged land, give cries of dismay and try to fight back the rising water - to no affect. A sinuous body starts to undulate just below the waves, enough popping out so that one can see the flash of sunlight on scales just before they disappear beneath the murky water again. The dragon beneath the waves circles around Ronduin in a tireless loop.
Last Edit: May 26, 2011 15:34:31 GMT -5 by Skittlebug
Post by Northen Light36 on Sept 1, 2006 2:59:06 GMT -5
The waves from the dragon make swimming difficult, but Acqua's always been stubbon when she wants something and she's determined to see this dragon. "Come on sis," she calls before forcing an extra burst of speed towards the water dragon.
Post by Kender Bard on Sept 1, 2006 13:58:57 GMT -5
Alethia winces, some of her unused swimming muscles beginning to scream in fury for the amount of punishment she's putting them through, but hurries to keep up with Acqua. To her immense relief, the dragon doesn't keep going but stops, and turns its massive head towards them. Alethia gulped, feeling very much like a tasty small fish in a big fish's pond.
"Who are you?" the dragon asked in a deep, masculine voice that seemed to echo eerily, as if spoken from the bottom of a well.
Post by Northen Light36 on Sept 1, 2006 17:32:17 GMT -5
Acqua looks up at the Dragon as she treads water and replies, "My name's Acqua and this is my sister, Alethia. What's your name?" It's clear Talon's rubbed off on Acqua over the years. The stupid grin on her face is identical to Talon's when he's found something new that will probably eat him but is exciting anyway.
Post by Northen Light36 on Sept 2, 2006 18:13:57 GMT -5
Acqua hesitates, thinking before she replies, "I may not be the best person to ask, Tidal. The only water type I've really spent a decent amount of time with is my sister and I seem to take after my farther more then my mother." This last was said with a wry smile, as Acqua reflects on the many times she's been asked about having a storm sign. "But from what little I know of my kind, they are usually a peaceful, if isolated, people who are compasionate and love beauty." She looks over at the damage done to Ronduin and pulls a face. "I would never have expected them to be a real force in a war. They seemed so peaceful to me that it was almost a weakness... As for what they're like now..." Acqua shrugs. "I don't know. I've been traveling with my sister and our friends, avoiding the war as much as possible."
Aquiline stood, at least for a few moments, gazing upwards at the gigantic dragon. She tried to close her eyes and turn her head, as if this was just a horrible nightmare and she would wake up soon. Timidly, she peered between her fingertips and glanced outwards, towards the tempestuous waves. No such luck; the dragon remained. Terrified, she dropped to her knees as best she could. She swore, which came out sounding more like a combination of three swears and a gasp. She trembled, as though judgement day had come. Suddenly, this terrible thought wormed its way into her brain, and with as little dignity as possible, she began to rattle off prayer after prayer, to Efil most especially. She closed her eyes again, and held them together as if by magic, as if all of this was still a horrible, horrible dream and that soon she would wake up. Every once in a while, she would mumble a mild swear or a plea for mercy, composure long ago forgotten.
Post by Kender Bard on Sept 2, 2006 18:27:17 GMT -5
"I am afraid I know as little as my sister," Alethia added. "We have only been to Ronduin for brief amounts of time before continuing onward."
Tidal considered their words and murmured, "Then I suppose I should ask someone who understands the people of Ronduin better." His eye roamed over the waters and settled on Aquiline. "There, I believe that one will do. Come forth, to me, child!" In a lower voice, he mumbles to the two girls before him, "If she does not come, please bring her."
If her previous freak out could be dubbed “Scared” then her current one could rightfully be called “Scared beyond reason.” Still, she knew better than doubt the words of something that, given her lack of knowledge and reason at the moment, could probably burn her to an incredibly small crisp. So, with as much dignity as someone in the middle of a break down could muster, she slowly began to stand up, and muttering prayers all the while, walk/swim towards the dragon. Her eyes were still closed, hoping that she could simply pretend the dragon wasn’t watching her, and her voice was nothing more than a slight whisper, reserved for prayers. “I’m not…scared. I’m not…scared. Nothing to be…scared of. I’m not…scared. It’s…nothing. Nothing will…happen. Efil will...protect me. I'm not...scared,” she chanted to herself, always swallowing a gulp before continuing. It was all a pathetic attempt to shove all her fear and panic in to one small, easily hidden ball in the back of her skull.
Eventually, she made her way to the dragon. Gulping one last time, she phased the prayers and chanting to the back of her head, and with as little stuttering as possible for a still freaked out coward, she answered. “Hello…You…asked for…me. So…here I am. What…is it…you want?” she said.
Post by Kender Bard on Sept 2, 2006 18:58:16 GMT -5
Tidal tilts his head so that his eye stared menacingly at Acqua. "You would do well to not take me lightly, girl. This young one has the right idea. Fear and respect the Elements, for you are not out of the water yet and it could.. turn boiling at any moment." Almost to accentuate his point, a larger wave rises up to splash her.
Satisfied, Tidal turns his attention back to Aquiline, and speaks more gently to her, "I've no intention of harming you though. Speak to me, and tell me what the people of Ronduin are like, before and after this war."
Post by Northen Light36 on Sept 2, 2006 19:04:39 GMT -5
Acqua falls silent, aside from coughing and spluttering as she swallows some water. Now a touch more wary, Acqua moves closer to her sister, both in a protective gesture and in a secret attempt to bring herself some comfort from her sister's presense.
Aquiline puzzled for a moment, and then gulped again. “Give me…a bit. It’s hard to…summarize many diverse…people. But…” she said, pausing to collect her thoughts, her terror slowly fading to a dull thumping. “I believe we…are a peaceful…people. For the most…part. We…can make waves…but I think we…don’t like to. I think…we like healing…more than hurting. Though I suppose…the other happens, too. I suppose…we’re all nervous lately. Because of the war, I mean. Nervous…and tired…and scared. We…are trying, though. I’m afraid…I’m not very good at this,” she said, momentarily losing her train of thought. Aquiline paused to take a deep breath, and collect herself and her thoughts. She continued, as best she could. “I suppose we’re…cautious, too. I guess, in a way…we’re all like…water. Usually…calm and tranquil…but can be dangerous and…frenzied…although that doesn’t…happen often. I think…that’s the best I can do,” she finished. A slight tremble still attached to her features and voice. She bowed a little, only her head, and continued to slowly compose herself.