Legend of Dragoon Ch 1 - Advent

Magnus Gallant · 01-26-2005, 08:00 PM

"... And with a mighty blow, Melbu Frama crushed the chest of LLoyd, the noble Wingly. With his dying breaths, he gave to Rose, the Dragoon of Darkness, the Dragoon Buster, and to Dart, a humble boy from Seles who later became the Dragoon of Flame, the spirit of the Divine Dragoon. With the gem in his hand and the hopes of millions in his heart, the Duo lept into battle, along with Kongol, who I thought was last of the Gigantos, to battle the Wingly leader who decame a vassal of Destruction, Melbu Frama. Where was I, you ask? Meru, the Water Dragoon, Hachel, Dragoon of Lightning, and I, King Albert of Serdio, Jade Dragoon of the Wind, I was fighting the Super Virage. I loomed...."

Destin knew the rest of the legend, the Dragoon Legend. He knew the story of his grandfather's triumphant return, but what was not written was the aftershocks of their actions. For destroying the Virage, 108th of the creations of Soa, the Dragoons doomed the world to 15 years of terror. Their victory had reset the threads of fate, returning to the point of the 106th race, the Dragons. Once near extinction, they came back in full force, but the Dragoons tamed the ones they could and forced the others into hiding. After the mighty Dragons, however, the rebirth of the winglies occured. Their magical powers at their prime once again, they decided to make peace with humanity, but peace was soon lost. Within moments of the official peace agreements, both leading govenment officials, including King Albert, a Dragoon himself, were killed. The Virages had returned. The dragoons would fall, one by one, their powers lost with their dragoons. Winglies lost control of their magic, and it imprisoned them, almost like a magnet, in Hellena, for the next five years. Once the virages where slain, the God of Destruction remained. A sole warrior, unknown to the world, fought. Supposedly it was Dart himself, others say it was his father, and the warrior killed the God, weeping over the body as if it was dear to him. The warrior was killed soon after, supposedly of a broken heart.

Destin awoke from his daydream. I need to focus was his only thought as he descended the castle stairs. He clutched the jade gem around his neck, a family heirloom, and made his way to the ship outside. His destination, Hellena Prison. Unlike the fearful humans who used artificial devices to restrain the Winglies, he desired peace, and was going to attempt to dismantle the devices. An act of treason, perhaps, but it must be done. Nothing will ever be acomplished if Humans and Winglies are at odds. The Terra Destroyer, the Super Virage, will return.

Destin boarded the ship, not noticing the gem's subtle glow.

lazy man · 01-27-2005, 04:37 PM

Carin stalked into the bounty office in Bale, dragging with him a bruised and battered man who looked quite criminal, and was also unconcious. He wasn't uninjured himself, a black eye and a large gash on his cheek, which was bleeding quite bad and staining his shirt. The person at the desk stared at him with an odd look on his face, thinking something like this wasn't part of his job description.

"How much do I get for this guy? He was pretty high up on your list of bouties," Carin asked with a calm gesture to the mess on the floor.

"Fifty for bringing him in, and twenty five for keeping him alive," the clerk responded, handing the mercenary a small bag of gold.

"That's it? That's all? Geez, I never should have come to this place for work..." Carin mumbled. It may have been in his way for where he was travelling, but stopping for work was just a bad idea. He figured he would stay here a little longer to plan out where he would go next, just so he wouldn't kill himself with a budget for a long travel. Walking out of the bounty office, he headed for the inn, not even paying attention to his cheek as it continued to bleed slightly.

Red Mage Black · 01-30-2005, 12:29 AM

Fredrick sat in front of a shrine honoring the fallen knight Lavitz. He pulled out his staff which was strapped to his back and stuck it in the dirt. He then pulled out a candle and lit it with some flint. He then lifted the staff and set the lit candle in the hole the staff had made. Frederick then went to go into the bounty office to go see who had been brought in this fine day. When he got in he saw a bruised and battered man sitting in a nearby cell.

"I'm guessing Carin brought him in?" Frederick had asked the clerk.

"You guess is right my friend", the clerk responded.

He pulled down his sleeve to look at wristband with a red stone set in the middle, which in his case he kept as a promise to take revenge for the terror that had befallen him many years ago. On rare occasions the stone might have glown for no apparent reason.

Frederick then walked out to do his daily errands as he always did not knowing of the fate that was about befall him.

Magnus Gallant · 01-30-2005, 07:36 PM

Destin arived at Hellena, stretched above the sky like a sadistic relic of war.

Everyone deserves to be free. Everyone deserves to live. Everyone deserves to prove their worth....

Destin stepped out of his ship, a mere speck in the monitors of the Hellena watchtowers. Plenty had tried to break out, but breaking in? That was a feat attributed only to the great Knight, Lavitz, and the Dragoon Hero, Dart. Yes, he would match their skill, their valor. He began to ascend the chain that kept it afloat. It was only a matter of time, only a matter of time......

As he reached the top, he waited for the sound of the guard, so close to the edge, and swung up, wearing a black cloak and black jeans, and firmly planted two swift feet into his chest. The guard fell to a satisfying splash on the waters below.

See, that wasn't as bad as we had planned. One swift kick and...

One swift kick. Two guards at every post. All Destin could hear was the alarm sounding in the distance, at the Warden't office...

Bosolai · 02-02-2005, 01:19 AM

"Please! I've had no food for 2 days! Give me something!" Edward pleaded the guard.

"We're under strict orders to keep you weak. We don't want any of your filth breaking through the magic restraints. Go eat a cellar rat, you despicable bugs."

"The rats carry diseases that we don't have the nutrition to battle. Please, give him something before he starves to death..." Ed's cellmate responded when Ed hit the floor. They didn't have much to do, the cellmates only could think about how long they've been in. Many of them were only in prison merely because they were winglies, and waited for a day they could get out. If only Lloyd was strong enough to defeat Melbu, he'd be the hero. The world would be different. Winglies would... Ed thought as he passed out.

Red Mage Black · 02-03-2005, 06:01 PM

Frederick threw what he had picked up into his buggie including a bottle of spirits. He figured this was the day he was finally going to execute his plan of helping some Winglies get out of Hellena.

If this doesn't I'll end up in there with em.

He was going to use the bottles of spirits to get the guards drunk and sneak the Winglies out while the guards were asleep. He then strapped his staff to his back in case of an escape situation and jumped onto his buggie and left for Hellena Prison.

On his way out he looked back at his town and said,"Once I leave, I might not be able to come back."

ooc:I'm thinking of a plan to somehow have Edward be one of the escapees and Destin be a person he meets during the deadly mission and somehow they get locked in a battle. Reject the idea if you want or go along with it your choice.

Krylo · 02-05-2005, 02:28 AM

As the alarm began to blare throughout the compound the guard Darilk had been stationed with stood with a start--completely ruining the game of solitaire he had been so thoroughly engaged in, after the mercenary had proven to be rather bad company--and grabbed his weapon, beginning to run out and begin the patrol. The guard stopped short, however, and turned back when he noticed that Darilk hadn't even bothered to open his eyes or move away from the wall the large man had been leaning against.

"HEY! We aren't paying you to fucking nap you lazy sonofabitch! Get off your ass!"

Darilk's eyes fluttered open rather calmly and he began to move, but instead of walking out of the door he grabbed the guard's throat, with speed that seemed almost unnatural considering the heavy armor constricting Darilk's movements, pinning the man against the wall, about a foot off the ground.

"I am free to terminate my contract at any moment... You'd serve well to remember that."

His gauntleted hand released the guard's throat, letting him fall to the ground, gasping for air, as Darilk exited the room and walked out into the hallway. He stopped there, however, for just a moment before heading in the same direction as most of the other guards. They were running and charging toward the intruder, he merely walked. If the reason the alarm went off was too much for the guards, at least it would be worn down by the time Darilk got there.

Magnus Gallant · 02-06-2005, 08:34 PM

Destin stood over 23 different bodies.....

They were good, but one mistake, one simple mistake.....

First guy had a spear, in 20 hundreths of a second he was on his own weapon, doing flips and landing heavily. Everyone after that was a cinch.

Destin picked up two keys and ducked into a hallway. A squad of soldiers blindly ran by, but Destin was already on the second floor. As he ran, he almost felt too weary to go on because of all the pain he could see in the Wingly prisoner's eyes. He saw one that seemed alert next to one who was out cold, and threw him a key.

"Let as many as you can free, in name of Prince Destin, you are pardoned. Make way for the Border of Serdio and live well!"

The delay let the guards catch up, and only one option was left......

Let's rock.....

Bosolai · 02-06-2005, 10:35 PM

Ed's cellmate caught the key. Immediately he unlocked both pairs of shackles, granting movement and magic to him and Ed. "Wake up..." he wispered, casting a restoration spell on Edward. In a matter of seconds, Ed went from the floor to his feet. "Will you be ok?" he asked.

"I'll be fine. Take care of the others. Godspeed." Ed replied, gasping for breath. He walked out into the hall, every step feeling more refreshed due to the magic. "Need some help?" He asked rhetorically as he stretched out his wings for battle. The first guard to reach the two tried to charge at Ed, but faster than the eye could blink, Ed was the new owner of the guard's sword. You won't be needing this anymore, he thought as the guard fell to the ground unconsious. Ed turned to the other guards, and went into a defensive stance.

Krylo · 02-07-2005, 12:51 AM

Darilk had followed along behind the other guards, up until they had passed by the staircase leading to the second floor. He had stopped there to admire the bodies strewn about by the invader, and, in doing so, heard some movement coming from the stair well. He, however, didn't bother running to catch up. They weren't paying him well enough to run.

In the course of his walk up the stairs the other guards had realized their mistake and had charged up past him, effectively arriving at Destin and Ed ahead of Darilk, but, after the first few moments of skirmish, the mercenary arrived and arched an eyebrow as he saw that it was only one man and a recently freed winglie that were giving the other men so much trouble.

'A challenge,' he thought as a smirk slid across his face.

"Move."

The word, although spoken calmly, carried an air of dominance with it that forced the guards, who had been taking orders for most of their lives, into submission before they even realized who they were obeying. There was a shuffling of spears and armor as they all moved off to the side and Darilk approached, his hand resting on the pommel of his sword.

"I would suggest you both return to the nearest cell. I will not be as forgiving as Hellena."

Steel scratched against steel as his blade made its way from his scabbard and was pointed toward the interlopers.

01-26-2005, 08:00 PM	#1
Magnus Gallant Divine Dragoon Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: The Corner of Nowhere Posts: 60	Legend of Dragoon Ch 1 - Advent "... And with a mighty blow, Melbu Frama crushed the chest of LLoyd, the noble Wingly. With his dying breaths, he gave to Rose, the Dragoon of Darkness, the Dragoon Buster, and to Dart, a humble boy from Seles who later became the Dragoon of Flame, the spirit of the Divine Dragoon. With the gem in his hand and the hopes of millions in his heart, the Duo lept into battle, along with Kongol, who I thought was last of the Gigantos, to battle the Wingly leader who decame a vassal of Destruction, Melbu Frama. Where was I, you ask? Meru, the Water Dragoon, Hachel, Dragoon of Lightning, and I, King Albert of Serdio, Jade Dragoon of the Wind, I was fighting the Super Virage. I loomed...." Destin knew the rest of the legend, the Dragoon Legend. He knew the story of his grandfather's triumphant return, but what was not written was the aftershocks of their actions. For destroying the Virage, 108th of the creations of Soa, the Dragoons doomed the world to 15 years of terror. Their victory had reset the threads of fate, returning to the point of the 106th race, the Dragons. Once near extinction, they came back in full force, but the Dragoons tamed the ones they could and forced the others into hiding. After the mighty Dragons, however, the rebirth of the winglies occured. Their magical powers at their prime once again, they decided to make peace with humanity, but peace was soon lost. Within moments of the official peace agreements, both leading govenment officials, including King Albert, a Dragoon himself, were killed. The Virages had returned. The dragoons would fall, one by one, their powers lost with their dragoons. Winglies lost control of their magic, and it imprisoned them, almost like a magnet, in Hellena, for the next five years. Once the virages where slain, the God of Destruction remained. A sole warrior, unknown to the world, fought. Supposedly it was Dart himself, others say it was his father, and the warrior killed the God, weeping over the body as if it was dear to him. The warrior was killed soon after, supposedly of a broken heart. Destin awoke from his daydream. I need to focus was his only thought as he descended the castle stairs. He clutched the jade gem around his neck, a family heirloom, and made his way to the ship outside. His destination, Hellena Prison. Unlike the fearful humans who used artificial devices to restrain the Winglies, he desired peace, and was going to attempt to dismantle the devices. An act of treason, perhaps, but it must be done. Nothing will ever be acomplished if Humans and Winglies are at odds. The Terra Destroyer, the Super Virage, will return. Destin boarded the ship, not noticing the gem's subtle glow. __________________ :rmage: I'm so glad Dragoons are a 3rd Edition Prestige Class :bmage: Such a loser

01-30-2005, 12:29 AM	#3
Red Mage Black Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Oct 2004 Location: Where the Sun isn't so warm. Posts: 2,673	Fredrick sat in front of a shrine honoring the fallen knight Lavitz. He pulled out his staff which was strapped to his back and stuck it in the dirt. He then pulled out a candle and lit it with some flint. He then lifted the staff and set the lit candle in the hole the staff had made. Frederick then went to go into the bounty office to go see who had been brought in this fine day. When he got in he saw a bruised and battered man sitting in a nearby cell. "I'm guessing Carin brought him in?" Frederick had asked the clerk. "You guess is right my friend", the clerk responded. He pulled down his sleeve to look at wristband with a red stone set in the middle, which in his case he kept as a promise to take revenge for the terror that had befallen him many years ago. On rare occasions the stone might have glown for no apparent reason. Frederick then walked out to do his daily errands as he always did not knowing of the fate that was about befall him. Last edited by Red Mage Black; 01-30-2005 at 12:36 AM.

01-30-2005, 07:36 PM	#4
Magnus Gallant Divine Dragoon Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: The Corner of Nowhere Posts: 60	Destin arived at Hellena, stretched above the sky like a sadistic relic of war. Everyone deserves to be free. Everyone deserves to live. Everyone deserves to prove their worth.... Destin stepped out of his ship, a mere speck in the monitors of the Hellena watchtowers. Plenty had tried to break out, but breaking in? That was a feat attributed only to the great Knight, Lavitz, and the Dragoon Hero, Dart. Yes, he would match their skill, their valor. He began to ascend the chain that kept it afloat. It was only a matter of time, only a matter of time...... As he reached the top, he waited for the sound of the guard, so close to the edge, and swung up, wearing a black cloak and black jeans, and firmly planted two swift feet into his chest. The guard fell to a satisfying splash on the waters below. See, that wasn't as bad as we had planned. One swift kick and... One swift kick. Two guards at every post. All Destin could hear was the alarm sounding in the distance, at the Warden't office... __________________ :rmage: I'm so glad Dragoons are a 3rd Edition Prestige Class :bmage: Such a loser Last edited by Magnus Gallant; 01-31-2005 at 08:25 PM.

02-05-2005, 02:28 AM	#7
Krylo The Straightest Shota Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: It's a secret to everybody. Posts: 17,789	As the alarm began to blare throughout the compound the guard Darilk had been stationed with stood with a start--completely ruining the game of solitaire he had been so thoroughly engaged in, after the mercenary had proven to be rather bad company--and grabbed his weapon, beginning to run out and begin the patrol. The guard stopped short, however, and turned back when he noticed that Darilk hadn't even bothered to open his eyes or move away from the wall the large man had been leaning against. "HEY! We aren't paying you to fucking nap you lazy sonofabitch! Get off your ass!" Darilk's eyes fluttered open rather calmly and he began to move, but instead of walking out of the door he grabbed the guard's throat, with speed that seemed almost unnatural considering the heavy armor constricting Darilk's movements, pinning the man against the wall, about a foot off the ground. "I am free to terminate my contract at any moment... You'd serve well to remember that." His gauntleted hand released the guard's throat, letting him fall to the ground, gasping for air, as Darilk exited the room and walked out into the hallway. He stopped there, however, for just a moment before heading in the same direction as most of the other guards. They were running and charging toward the intruder, he merely walked. If the reason the alarm went off was too much for the guards, at least it would be worn down by the time Darilk got there. __________________ I am very tired.

02-06-2005, 08:34 PM	#8
Magnus Gallant Divine Dragoon Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: The Corner of Nowhere Posts: 60	Destin stood over 23 different bodies..... They were good, but one mistake, one simple mistake..... First guy had a spear, in 20 hundreths of a second he was on his own weapon, doing flips and landing heavily. Everyone after that was a cinch. Destin picked up two keys and ducked into a hallway. A squad of soldiers blindly ran by, but Destin was already on the second floor. As he ran, he almost felt too weary to go on because of all the pain he could see in the Wingly prisoner's eyes. He saw one that seemed alert next to one who was out cold, and threw him a key. "Let as many as you can free, in name of Prince Destin, you are pardoned. Make way for the Border of Serdio and live well!" The delay let the guards catch up, and only one option was left...... Let's rock..... __________________ :rmage: I'm so glad Dragoons are a 3rd Edition Prestige Class :bmage: Such a loser

01-27-2005, 04:37 PM	#2
lazy man Harrumph! Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: My not-so-humble abode Posts: 2,891	Carin stalked into the bounty office in Bale, dragging with him a bruised and battered man who looked quite criminal, and was also unconcious. He wasn't uninjured himself, a black eye and a large gash on his cheek, which was bleeding quite bad and staining his shirt. The person at the desk stared at him with an odd look on his face, thinking something like this wasn't part of his job description. "How much do I get for this guy? He was pretty high up on your list of bouties," Carin asked with a calm gesture to the mess on the floor. "Fifty for bringing him in, and twenty five for keeping him alive," the clerk responded, handing the mercenary a small bag of gold. "That's it? That's all? Geez, I never should have come to this place for work..." Carin mumbled. It may have been in his way for where he was travelling, but stopping for work was just a bad idea. He figured he would stay here a little longer to plan out where he would go next, just so he wouldn't kill himself with a budget for a long travel. Walking out of the bounty office, he headed for the inn, not even paying attention to his cheek as it continued to bleed slightly.

02-03-2005, 06:01 PM	#6
Red Mage Black Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Oct 2004 Location: Where the Sun isn't so warm. Posts: 2,673	Frederick threw what he had picked up into his buggie including a bottle of spirits. He figured this was the day he was finally going to execute his plan of helping some Winglies get out of Hellena. If this doesn't I'll end up in there with em. He was going to use the bottles of spirits to get the guards drunk and sneak the Winglies out while the guards were asleep. He then strapped his staff to his back in case of an escape situation and jumped onto his buggie and left for Hellena Prison. On his way out he looked back at his town and said,"Once I leave, I might not be able to come back." ooc:I'm thinking of a plan to somehow have Edward be one of the escapees and Destin be a person he meets during the deadly mission and somehow they get locked in a battle. Reject the idea if you want or go along with it your choice.

02-07-2005, 12:51 AM	#10
Krylo The Straightest Shota Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: It's a secret to everybody. Posts: 17,789	Darilk had followed along behind the other guards, up until they had passed by the staircase leading to the second floor. He had stopped there to admire the bodies strewn about by the invader, and, in doing so, heard some movement coming from the stair well. He, however, didn't bother running to catch up. They weren't paying him well enough to run. In the course of his walk up the stairs the other guards had realized their mistake and had charged up past him, effectively arriving at Destin and Ed ahead of Darilk, but, after the first few moments of skirmish, the mercenary arrived and arched an eyebrow as he saw that it was only one man and a recently freed winglie that were giving the other men so much trouble. 'A challenge,' he thought as a smirk slid across his face. "Move." The word, although spoken calmly, carried an air of dominance with it that forced the guards, who had been taking orders for most of their lives, into submission before they even realized who they were obeying. There was a shuffling of spears and armor as they all moved off to the side and Darilk approached, his hand resting on the pommel of his sword. "I would suggest you both return to the nearest cell. I will not be as forgiving as Hellena." Steel scratched against steel as his blade made its way from his scabbard and was pointed toward the interlopers. __________________ I am very tired.