Dyya propelled herself underneith the warm ocean water. She gracefully used her fins as she swiftly moved. It was a beautiful sight. Her long blond hair glided with the water. Her smooth skin glistened like sunlight. Yet with all the beauty of the ocean, the creatures who dwelled in her domain, she was still sad. Oh Nyym, it's all my fault we were separated, I should have never brought you to Kaushal...now I fear we may never meet again. . All the creatures of the ocean could hear her cry. They all felt her pain. Nyym and Dyya, the guardians of the ocean, spirits of the sea. Separted. Dyya suddenly had an idea. She would call upon the spirits above the water. Maybe Nyym had wandered out one day, thinking that Dyya had done the same. Dyya swam above the surface, on to a large rock. If she saw any pendragon pass by she would call them by with her telepathy. Someone caught her eye, a pendragon. Scuze me? I need your help, please come here. She made sure this message got into the mind of the pendrago, and then she waited.
Sulphea sat bolt upright. "these thoughts are not my own" she said in a completely surpised voice. She called back to the last time an incidence like this had happened... mind control. Psykic suggestions used to manipulate the weak-willed. Well! that was not going to work on her! "But what if someone really does need help?" she said to herself "what if..." every question was a what if to her. "Well..." she ponderd "if this is mind control, i guess i fell for it" as she ajusted her small boat, "The Nightsky" in the direction she thought the message had come from.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>I was so bored, so I made two characters for the purpose of a mini-plot lol!</td></tr></table> Dyya smiled with joy. Someone from around this area had heared her message. She saw it, a boat, a female pendragon withen. This would be the pendragon to help her. She waited patiently until it came closer. She returned to her thoughts. Oh why did I bring you here, your mind was wiped from us, by that evil millitary pendragon...you must have forgot how to get back to the ancient city, I left you here, out of my own cowardice...and now you are gone...
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>just as an idea to anyone who makes up magical spells, try useing the translator</td></tr></table> The hevaly perfumed 'dragon looked out to where she thought the plea for help was comeing from. "Awww man, this is so pointless..." said Sulphea to herself as she looked across an empty sea "I mush have been day-drea... hey!" she interrupted herself as her eyes fell upon another 'dragon sat in a rock in the distance. She swung the rudder in the vauge direction of the rock and sat back. "Jumpyn nudekul tgall, alanamsul " a faint glow surrounded her as she chanted a spell "doepa shet battela sy est patsemuseym " for a few moments a faint magical circle surrounded the boat, held for a few moment and then faded away into nothingness, leaving, once again, the boat and the slowly darkening horizen.
She looked at the girl on the boat, the one who had cast the magical spell. She paused for a second before deciding to use her powers, for the good of the sea. She raised her webbed hand, and pointed towards the boat. She suddenly appeared on the boat. "Well that always comes in handy". She stared at the pendragon for a second. "I was wondering if you can help me? See I lost my sister, Nyym and she is very important to me...have you seen any pendragons like me around here, or a man with millitary documents by any chance?"
The jet black 'dragon looked the new visitor to her vessil up and down whih her sparkleing sea-green eyes. "well, im afraid your the first pendragon whith fins and gills I've ever seen!" she said. and then after a moments thought "but a man whith millitary documents, well i see a lot of them so im afraid your gonna have to be more spesific, fur colour for example, or if he had a tatto. But if i were you, I would not use my tele-whatsit powers so much. I mean, what if I were a pirate? NEVER ask someone for help unless your sure theyre not going to hurt you." then, realiseing this sounded like she was telling off the girl whith strange powers she added, whith a smile "okay? now, about the guy, tell me as much as you can."
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Oh, if you plan on reading Dyya' and Nyym's profiles I need to edit them because I did something wrong...</td></tr></table> She smiled. "If you were a pirate I could surely handle myself". She pulled back her long blond hair. This millitary pendragon had dark blue fur, and a tattoo on his arm, of a skull, he was last seen around this area with my sister Nyym, but then he kidnapped her she mind read to the girl.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>little too late to tell me that lol, i already read them :P </td></tr></table> "Dark blue? and a skull tatoo?" said Sulphea, while calmly shoveing the rudder, as not to crash nto the rock Dyya had been sat on earlyer. "yes, i know that man. He came to me and my... shall we say friends a few days ago, asking of the location of some genetic experement... not that we knew anything about it of corse. I was suspicious of him so i followed him out after he left to see him sailing of in a large boat... you could almost call it a warship." Sulphea paused "the ships name was FIRECYCLONE or something... FIRESTORM, thats it. Thats actually the reason I came out here, to find out abot this genetic stuff." Sulphea looked at the horizon and mumbled to herself "faushaj" after a moments pause she turned back to Dyya. "There will be a storm in about an hour. I am about to cast a spell to bring us in the direction of the millitary mans ship , unless you have any other ideas." Sulphea turned back to the horizon, worried look on her face.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>I'm going to bring in another character later, well of corse Nyym but maybe Commisar Gaunt...you can bring more in if you want too...we can make a really nice plot :D </td></tr></table> <span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'> <span style='font-family:Optima'>She smiled. Thank you. "Yes, we should hurry, not even I can stop the forces of nature". She looked at the clouds. Dark grey began to set in. The thunder and lightning would come soon. Nature was stronger than most believe, able to create and destroy.</span> </span>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>I only have this character.... for now.</td></tr></table> "OK, wait as I cast the spell." Sulphea paused for a moment, then pulled out a sodden piece of chalk and drew what resembled a crude compuss on the deck "nuca sha gush sy shyta e taac beterla sy na ump woekc sy sjubal... hold on" Whith a sudden lurch what looked like a whirlpool of darkness opened up under the boat and swallowed it whole. After what seemed like an hour the sky returned to its usual self... yet it was now filled whith black clouds and bolts of lightninc could be seen in the distance, yet that fact was dwarfed by the massive metal battalion of at least five or six ships of which the largest one was painted in a yellow/red pattern and had the name FIRESTORM on the side in large menacing black letters. "well" said Sulphea, remaining in her never-changeing calm tone "looks like a big military operation is going down on that island over there" she breafly pointed to a black dot in the distance before saying "so, what means were you thinking of etting onto that ship? I always have a plan B, but i beleve this rquires a little stealth"
Dyya looked at the millitary ship, the FIRESTORM. She dispised the man inside, the Kugseum. "Ty es hut kyna sy shet, vedhsemd uduemts sha junusheum nellesuji vyj fhus et jedhs...ty ra es..." she muttered in ramathian. Her eyes turned gastly red. "What is your plan?" she asked. *** Inside the FIRESTORM *** Falan Scri sat in a large chair, in the command center of the ship. His dark eyes showed no mercy on anything living or dead. His eyes fluttered to a camera set, which was in a dark room. A mer-dragon lay in this room, in a pool of water. The room was covered in led paint, red to be exact. He spoke into a microphone; "Young mer-dragon, this is your last change, tell me where the underwater city of Kaushal is...or I will be forced to do something drastic". Nyym sat up. <span style='color:blue'>"What city! I have no idea what you are talking about!". </span>Falan looked slightly scowled. She wasn't telling the truth, unless. His mind floated to the storm. She had hit her head. She must have been suffering from temporairy mind loss.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>I now have a new character... not that hes the sort of person to be here lol</td></tr></table> "My plan? Well, the way I see it I have some high-powerd explosives right here" pulling some small blocks of "plastacene" out of a small sack "We set it on the bottom, and then blast our way through every wall we find until either we find your sister, or the bad guy, who will lead us to your sister, souds ok?"
"Let's do it" she said. I am skilled in three forms of combat, telekinisis, as an assassin and a warrior, it should come in handy.... She smiled. Today would be a great day. She would get her sister back finally, the one who had been missing for only a week. But she new that the city of Kaushal would fall without them both protecting it. Demons, beasts, evil pendragons all wanted what was hidden at the bottem. Not only ancient treasures, but the first scroll, of how Ramath-lehi came to be. No one had read it. They decided not to, instead it was protected, hid from others eyes in a chamber called; The Chamber of the Forgotten. This was hid in the bottem of the Catacombs, so know one would ever find it. It rested with the dead. She looked at the girl, who so kindly helped her. "After, if we succeed, I will take you down to my home...and reward you". She remembered something. This girl had no gills. She could not breath under water. Dyya dived under water and picked something up off the ocean floor, which slightly resembled seaweed except it was round. She teleported back up to the ship. "Here, this may taste like rubber but it will make you breath air and water for 3 hours, so that is all the time we have...to save my sister and get out, the ship will surely sink withen that time if we blast the bottem" ***Inside the FIRESTORM*** Commisar Ibram Gaunt walked the halls of the ship. He knew what his mission was. Get the hostage, get the documents which Falan had stolen, and assassinate him. It was all too easy, Falan may have his "mis" strategies like the day at FIRE 3 but he wasn't stupid. He saw a few guards down the hall and hid behind a few crates.
"Ahahah... no, there is no need for your weed-blob, I just say 'taurjausha' and shazam, I can now breath even in the depths of space, now, how bout we dive?" which was not really a question, as Sulphea had already back-flipped over the sode of the boat and swam halfway to the hull of the shpi before she finished.
Dyya shook her head. She concentrated and appeared undernieth the ship, just before the girl did. Can you comunicate without saying a word? Because most mer-dragons use thought-speak...I can give you that power for one hour, but after you return to the surface it will be gone...but it will come in handy for now She placed her hands on the girls head. Now you can speak mer-tongue, the ancient language of thoughts...it might be hard at first.... Dyya smiled. Let's go...
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>no, these are not typeing errors, Sulphea just cant use telepathy well :D </td></tr></table> "Okhoy" Sulphia managed to transport through her mind "Iom gonaset th etimer forfifteenseco nds,m ake sureyoog ra bppont' summincoz the sh ockwa ve isgonb preeety big" Praying that Dyya got the general idea she slapped a block of th explosives onto the hull of the FIRESTORM and type in a few numbers on a keyboard whith a small waterproof seal around it.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>lol i knew that:D</td></tr></table> She smiled. Telepathy is not your strong point is it? She watched the girl type something on the explosives. I can teleport you away, when it explodes... She latched on to the girls shoulder and concentrated. Just as the explosives detonated she teleported them to a safer distance and then back. A large tear was in the hull. Let's go. She swam faster than the girl but the girl was faster on land, due to her large fins along her arms and her back and ankles. <span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'>***Inside the FIRESTORM***</span> Gaunt traced his finger along the entrance key, unlocking it. Two guards stood in the hall, watching the other way. He threw a stun explosive in the room and ducked. The electric shock knocked both guards out. He carefully moved to the next room. Meanwhile in the Kugseums room, Kalan was still arguing with Nyym. "Well then, we will just have to see how long you last without water" he said with an evil laugh.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Im rolling a dice for which room we end up in, so no complaining :)</td></tr></table> Sulphea and Dyyn finally got out of the waterlogged passegeways of the FIRESTORM... and ended up it the heavely guarded ones. After useing great stealth to sneak past hurrying repair teams they came to a large, wooden door, guarded by four alert and heavey armed guards. "Do ntwor ry,Ic an deallwhi this" Sulphea surrounded herself whith a glowing red light, fortunately the warning lights were on so she was not seen by the guards untill it was too late. <span style='color:red'>"Vluja ujjyf"</span> An at that instant she held her hands as if she were holding a crude bow. between her hands appeared a shaft of fire and a shaft of ice. Releceing them from the spell they went flying into the door, createing a strange explosion of flames and iceicles "I have a lil problem in the control part" beamed Sulphea as she strode through the smoke... and saw the man who had thretaned to get her and everyone else in her office fired. "YOU!!!"
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>You? Who is there lol?...</td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>lol, i thought you would have guessed by what i said :lol: its the bad guy. remember wht i had said earlyer about the guy threatening them? :lol: </td></tr></table>
