Ceran gently let himself land on the ground. His eye sight barely comeing back to him now. "Why are you attacking us?" Several more iceballs formed in his hands. A nasty shade of red.
<span style='color:blue'>"Good question why...A better one is who,"</span> said Voltan, spinning in a light circle. He kept his stance up, and slowly walked over to the 'dragon on the floor. He looked, and he seemed fine, especially the ice blasts. He walked back to where he was, and kept his back to a tree this time. He was erady to cast his 'smoke' spell at any givin time.
Axacual snorted. <span style='color:blue'>Amateurs</span>. He voiced in their minds. Before they knew it, several tendrils of energy laced around their ankles and strung them from the trees above. The one with the machina had his arm braced against the side of his body. He walked out to investigate. <span style='color:blue'>WHAT?!</span> <span style='color:blue'>Ah damnit. I'm terribly sorry.</span> Axacual let the 3 down gently, helping them up. <span style='color:blue'>I'm sorry, I mistook you for an assassin that I am hunting in this area.</span>
Ceran looked at the direction the voice came from. "A hunter? Why would you be hunting a hunter?" The ice balls in his hands turned to water and then evaporated.
Veja wasn't stirred. He could've broke free easily, but he was smarter than that. He instead, let the boost in the air as a large rush through his body, filling him with more energy. <span style='color:red'>"Hmph. At least 'm not tired.</span> He was extremely dissappointed at the fact that the one who was attacking wasn't who he wanted it to be. If it was th enemy, they would've had to suffer the Chaos Serpent. Oh well, someone would get hit with it soon. <span style='color:red'>Well guy, you are not that good of a hunter if you can confuse us for one assassin. Oh well, guys let's go. I've seen a building far off to the east.</span> Veja absorbed his DarkArmor back into his body and walked onward.
<span style='color:blue'>This isn't your pushover sorta assassin mind you. He is easily one of the best shape-shifters around, and this Swamp is his home. Since there are few visitors in the area, and I have yet to get an article of clothing of him so I can follow his scent, I just have to be extra cautious.</span> Axacual sighed and sat on a rock. He ran his fingers through his black hair. <span style='color:blue'>Now I have to find someone named Ceran, since theres a bounty on his head right now, and that assassin gonna try and cash in on that bounty. I was hired to find the assassin, and stop him from killing Ceran.</span> Axacual sighed and leaded back against a tree looking at the shocked faces of the others. <span style='color:blue'>What?</span>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>His character's name is Ceran and no offense as you read on</td></tr></table> Voltan just sighed. He was in the mood for a fight, but it was just a lame excuse for a hunter. He looked towards his fellow 'dragons, and found they were looking at each other funny. Then they both looked back at the hunter. <span style='color:blue'>"Uh...WhatÂ’s the matter?" </span>asked Voltan as he blankly looked at the two. He was starting to feel confused again, and he wasnÂ’t sure why.
"There are too many questions and not near enough answers." Ceran said to himself as he decided to chase after Veja. "And the only way to find more answers is to find them, and we can not find them if we never move." He knew that something wasn't right. There was no way this was an accident. Assasins dont get payed whe they mix up who their killing. But if there is a bounty on someones head. Who's is it and why do they want them dead.
<span style='color:blue'>"Agreed,"</span> said Voltan as he too chased after the 'dragon with the markings. He peered back to see if the hunter was going to follow them or not. They both were still chasing him, and seems to be far behind. The only way they could seem to find him was by scent. <span style='color:blue'>"So what is your name?"</span> shouted Voltan toward the dragon ahead of him.
Well, they might not want his help, but he has NEVER failed a bounty, so he will watch over Ceran until the one week time period is up. If that means that he has to just stay unnoticed for the time being, it shall be done. He looked at the 'dragon who had peered back to see if he would follow. <span style='color:blue'>I'll follow, but stay outta your way, trust me, I'm already starting to hate taking on the protection of this 'Ceran'.</span> Axacual cordially nodded to the 'dragon, and melded into the shadows.
Ceran continued chasing after veja. He could of sworn he heard talking from behind him but he quickly tossed the idea in case iit was just the wind.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>POST SKYLINK!!!! YOU ?!@#??$!?$#@?$?#?!?#@! :P </td></tr></table> <span style='color:blue'>"WHERE IS HE RUNNING TO?" </span>shouted Voltan as he hit a few trees as he ran. He just kept on running, blind to what was happening around him, his sites on his fellow pendragons.
<span style='color:red'>These people make it so easy to find themselves. Giant leaves in a line, in arrows. </span> Veja was walking forward following a trail of exact identical leaves. Ugh. I' going to drain this swamp. I'm sick of all these bugs. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> ok I'm playing pristontale trying to get my imagination back up. Please bend the story along. As I am in capable of doing that</td></tr></table>
They all finally cought up to the dragon with the odd designs all over his body. He was walking slower now, examining everything he passed. He would swat a few insects here and there as he walked, and he seemed a bit frustrated. <span style='color:blue'>"So what are ether of your names anyhow?"</span> asked Voltan as he walked up to the dragon with the odd designs. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>You know its a pain refering to you as: the dragon with the odd designs. And for the other one I forgot how I refered to him.</td></tr></table>
Ceran looked up at Voltan. "My name is Ceran." He said as his pupiless eyes seemed to see deeper into Voltan.
A sudden rush of energy went through Voltan and it suddenly went pitch black for him. A few seconds later he saw what was around him, in a blur. He sat up, wondering why he was on the floor to begin with. He smiled as his hands were trickled with a little blood from his wrists. He got up and looked back into Caren's eyes and asked<span style='color:blue'>,"So how the hell did ya do that?"</span>
Ceran watched as he fell to the ground. <span style='color:blue'>Do what?</span> He eyed his suroundings. {Something is a miss.} His red eye seemed to get darker as he tried to focus on anything that makes a sound.
<span style='color:blue'>"Well- why did we- what in the," </span>asked Voltan as he just stood there.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>You know this isnt really going anywhere</td></tr></table> <span style='color:blue'>"Agreed,"</span> said Voltan as he followed behind Caren. He heard movements, many of them throughout the trees. He suspected they were being stalked, but he figured Caren already realised that.
