by The Kingpin » Fri Aug 20, 2010 5:19 pm
Inferno growled lowly, satisfied with the reactions. "In two days we will meet north of the human stronghold, above the center of a large molten crater similar to this one. that one spans a much larger area, and the smoke billowing from it will easily lead you to it. Until then, I ask that you search for other Dragons. I will meet you both, there, at dawn, two days from now" rumbled the Dragon as his wings thumped powerfully, propelling him upwards, the Dragon intending to continue his exploration of Europe in search for other Dragons to assist him....
after a bit of digging in the clutter covering the manager's desk for a fw minutes, Mike was rewarded with a map of England. Reaching into one of his tactical vest's pockets, he produced a small flashlight. a swift click had it open, afterwhich he grabbed one of the various pens on the table and began plotting the team's path, trying not to let his attention be drawn by the freakish dragon statue outside...
the Wyvern landed back in the abbey, dragging his kill into a large mausoleum on the grounds, tossing it with a powerful swing, into the wall, the Wyvern walking over to it and pinning it's neck down, before tearing into it's torso, biting through scale, flesh and bone alike, satisfying his lust for blood, consuming mouthful after mouthful of the smaller Wyvern. he was pleased at the experience he had given to the humans. they likely thought he hadn't noticed them.....perfect. that kept them from thinking his senses were as sharp as they really were. in the morning.....he'd give them the scare of their lives in the morning...
Somewhere over Southwestern Germany, a massive grey and black Wyvern flew through the air, his booming roar tearing over the once flourishing Black Forest, it's massive wings causing the now mostly dead forest to tremble from the downdraft. a fair amount of the forest was still intact, reason being that it was far from civilisation. some humans tried to use it for cover, but the smaller, more lethal tree dwelling dragons that now roamed there made venturing into the forest almost more dangerous than moving in the open. that, in addition to the unusually robust nature of the forest's ecosystem had managed to save most of it from dying to the dragons' fire and the poisonous gasses their dens released when they emerged...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG