Chronicles.

This is will be the first and main part of the rp which focuses on the new generation of riders, their struggles adjusting to their new roles, making new friends and getting into all sorts of trouble along with their dragons. All under the watchful eye of the Patron and his dragon of course.

Main area:

The Emerald lakes are situated to the west of Lado, in the centre of Lapon planes. A greenish algae that grows on the bottom of the lakes gives them their name. Most people find the green tinge of the water distasteful but according to the Elves you will not find a cleaner, fresher source of water in all the land.

The blue city was built at the base of a large hill, almost into the side of it. Entirely of a blue-grey stone brought down from the mountains the city is sprawling and sturdy, with huge eyrie's for the riders reaching into the sky. Not only is it home to riders but artisans as well; stone masons, artists, writers and all manner of people trying to find inspiration and work among the riders.

The Blue city is supplied with food by the wandering plains people (Lapon natives: sun tanned skin, brown hair and blue/green eyes are the norm there.) and the farming families that set up outside the city.

(NO POSTING YET)

(Well here goes....)

The Seeker clutched the ties on her saddle, she and her dragon had been circling the Onis Islands for over an hour. Her dragon was concentrating on looking for the tell tale signs of someone capable of bonding with a hatchling. Dragons could sense the over abundance of Arcane power in a human from kilometres away and it was these two's job to seek them out.
"There are three on the islands" Her dragon said, her voice rumbling in the seekers mind
"Really? we don't normally get many from the Onis." She replied.
"Must be their lucky year."

Below them it was market day on the largest island. The day of the month when Onisie from all over the archipelago came to buy and sell wares. The smell of roasting fish and the ocean was everywhere as The Seeker and her dragon landed on the outskirts of the town. She dismounted and scratched under her dragons chin. "I'll go get the ones you picked out, stay here and try not to get into trouble." She turned on her heel, tough riding boots sinking into the soft golden sand as she trudged up the path towards the market.

The market lay on the outside of the Onis Island capitol, it stretched over two kilometres of packed earth. Stalls were dotted here and there, bright canvas roof's all vying for attention. Kyla sat with her mother, they had managed to find a good spot on the main path. While her mother called out to prospective buyers Kyla sat weaving, showing the skill in which they made their mats in order to attract more people. Kyla listened intently to the conversation to the left of her, apparently it was that time again and the Seeker had landed on the east edge of the island.

Scratching her head as she herded the small group of sheep down the busy path of the market area, Aushi blinked her burnt orange gaze and prodded on of the lagging sheep with her walking stick. "Eh! Keep going Torli, ya need to keep going!" The old sheep gave an annoyed bleat, running to the head of the trot. Aushi was amazed to see some many people scurrying about. It wasn't every day that she got to go out into the main part of the island since she spent most of her time out in the fields in the outskirts of the island. She was sure that since these people were out here, then when she got home, her ma and pa's tavern would be full. With a grunt, she continued her way back home.

Azeala smiled happily as she gazed over a pasture full of a farmer's animals. It had only been built recently. The farmer must have had no idea that a shape-changer lived nearby and that the woods were full of foxes. Ah, the moon will be soon, she thought, running back to her home.

Draka climbed off her dragon, scowling even though nobody was there. She leaned against the sapphire scales of Tatter, sighing as the dragon's tattered tail swished slowly.

(WB for this shit.)

(Ehhhh, none of our rider characters have their dragons yet... I'm doing a circuit with the Seeker to collect them all.)

(God dammit...I fail so hard.)

(Honestly I can't do much without all three Onisie characters.)

"Tasht! We need some more bread, woman!" Brenk's voice boomed like thunder through the rambling voices of the drinking men as the large, muscular man set a tray of frothy, beer-filled mugs at a wooden table before looking up to see his tiny, bright haired wife rush into with a tray of streaming loaves of wheat bread. "I'm here Honey! And I got the good stuff!" She whipped out a knife as she passed her husband the bread, kissed him, and headed back into the tavern's back room to begin carving another sheep carcass.

Aushi pinned the sheep within their confines, feeding them before she headed into the tavern. "Hey Pa," she mused as she headed to join her mother, running past the withered men drinking and chuckled as her father bent over and kissed her forehead before letting her reach the room with her mother. "I'm here Ma." She pulled her curved wheat sickle, ready to cut when her mother grabbed her wrist and shook her head.

"Aushi, you know that's for wheat, not sheep. Now got and get me the cleaver."

(Lets start with her then.)

The Seeker punches open the taverns door, people stopped to stare at her. She wore the rider's uniform; high tough leather books, thick riding pants and a long sleeved tunic with touched patches on the shoulders and elbow. Her half cape was the same colour as her dragon, a reddish brown colour, clasped with bronze showing her as the rider's Seeker.
"Over there, the one near the tavern maid" Whispered in the Seeker's mind.

Brenk turned around from where he was passing out bowls of stewed sheep and bread, looking down from his towering height. Wiping his meaty hands on his blood splattered apron, he walked over to the rider and growled,"May I help you ma'am?" His beady small eyes seemed angry at the sight of the woman, knowing what she was and he didn't like having her there.

Hopping up from her spot and dashing quickly out, Aushi attempted to run and grab another sheep, but she was stopped by her father, who held her shoulder with his tight grip as he kept eye contact with the Seeker.

"My name is Sophie-Anne and I am the Riders Seeker." She said in a formal tone, tapping the clasp on her cloak.
"That one!" Her dragon cried out in her mind, mentally turning her Rider's gaze towards the girl. Sophie quickly flipped her gaze back to the man.
"It has been fifty years since the last batch of eggs hatched and the next lot are now ready. I am here to find suitable children, those with the disposition to bind with the hatchlings." She explained, brushing a non-existent bit of dust off her sleeve.

By this point, Tasht had come in as well, clutching a bloody sheep's skin and cleaver, her bright brown eyes looking large compared to her small, frail-looking body. "Brenk, honey, did I hear that right. She's a rider-"

"We don't like your kind 'round here, so beat it Miss Anne. I'm trying to run a business and we won't be having you taking our only child, so scoot." He tightened his grip on Aushi's shoulder, causing the younger girl to cringe, wriggling beneath his hand.

"Wait, really? And you're thinking I- Me?" Aushi's bright burnt orange eyes glowed with the same intensity as a wild fire. "R-really?! That's so cool!" She began to get excited, her trusty sickle beginning to clank with movement, her long crimson hair tied back in a ponytail swishing back and forth.

The Seeker turned to the girl now. "Yes you. You have the right amount of Arcane energy to safely bind with a dragon and use magic." She said, a smile on her face. "It really is a wondrous thing, having someone who will understand you on all levels of yourself as a companion." She ignored the girls father, in the end he couldn't stop her taking the child, she just wanted to try and convince the girl to come on her own and dragging them off was always bothersome.

Brenk and Tasht stiffened as they watched their daughter dart forward towards Sophie-Anne, pulling her fur cloak from off of a nearby table and stood before the woman. "Yes! Oh yes, I'll go."

"But Aushi, dear! What about the tavern?! It'll be yours when you get olde-" started her parents before they were cut off.

"No! Ma, Pa, can't you see? This is my chance to bring our poor little family some recognition! I'm going, despite what you say."

Tasht was about to reply when she heard her husband sigh. She turned to hear him say,"Well curses Tasht. It seems that she's gotten both of our stubbornness. I suppose there's no fighting it. but I'll tell ya something Miss Anne! If anything happens to our little Aushi there, I'll make sire to pay you and all your rider friends a visit, ya got that?"

(Aww poop. WB. I just gotta write through it )

Sophie-Anne helped the girl fasten the long fur cloak. "She will be well looked after sir, i will personally make sure of it." She turned to face the girls parents, she clasped her hands over her chest and bowed. "I wish you good fortune."
She held out her hand for Aushi to take.

The young woman smiled, running to give her parents a hug before taking the rider's hand, feeling like a young child again. Running her finger through her long hair, she watched the world go by, her hand still clutched to the woman's.

"I've two more stops to make before we go to the main land." The Seeker explained as they walked out of the tavern. "You wont be the only Onisie to become a rider this generation." She added. She wove her way back towards the market, moving her hand to the girls shoulder to keep her close.

Kyla and her mother were having lunch, sitting on two of the mats they had brought to keep off the ground. "Did you hear mother? There is a Seeker on the island." She said. Her mother put down her bread and looked out into the crowd, as though she could spot the rider. "Well I wonder if she'll come to us."
"Don't tease mother, I'm nothing special." Kyla said, shoving the rest of her lunch into her mouth.
"Ky! Chew your food!"

"Somewhere around here." Sophie murmured

Aushi blinked her eyes with wonder, her head pivoting around in all direction, struggling to see everything moving around her, her burnt orange gaze flashing wildly. Tugging at her fur cloak in order to keep from grabbing something with curious hands, different scents of food, animals, and other aromas filled her nose and cause her to nearly swoon the many smells giving her a bit of a headache. Wow. Out where I live, there's never this many smells. The only overwhelming scent is the smell of crushed pine, but here...oh here, there's so much more! Food, plants, dung, mold, people! the scent of people! In the tavern, there's only blood and sweat. Disgusting sweat...Ekkk! Yuck and ewww! she scrunched up her nose in disgust at the thought.

"Mat weavers daughter." Sophie's dragon rumbled in her mind, but now she was including Aushi in her conversation. With a mental nudged from her dragon The Seeker's eye's were turned towards the girl calling out into the crowd.

Kyla and her mother had switched roles, with Kyla selling and her mother weaving. She was too busy unravelling one of the mat's to show to a Lapon tradesman to notice The Seeker and her charge approach. She was handing over the mat in return for a few copper pieces when her mother touched her shoulder and pointed to Sophie.

While Sophie was doing her job, Aushi was spazzing out at the fact that there was another voice rumbling in her head. "Hello?! Hello, who's there? I know I heard somebody's voice in hear and it wasn't mine!" Her eyes widened, staring straight at Kyla awkwardly though she wasn't paying any attention to her as she probed her own mind.

"That would be me. I am Adamina." The dragon said, thought. "Now hush, Sophie is doing her job."
"Hello miss, how may I help you?" Kyla asked, turning to face the rider. She held her hands clasped in front of her as she waited for Sophie to speak.
"I don't suppose you're here for the mats?" Kyla's mother said, moving to stand with her daughter, the two were of the same height, though Kyla's mothers hair was darker and longer then her daughter.
"No, no I am not. Your daughter has the fortune to be gifted with the ability to bind with a dragon Hatchling."

Aushi nodded, keeping her mouth silent, as well as her mind, while the rider did her work, though her eyes still glittered with wonder. So this girl was going to be another one of the riders as well. Another Onisie? How cool!

Kyla's jaw dropped and she quickly covered her mouth with her hands, a squeaking sound that could of been 'what?' was heard and she stared at the rider with big blue eyes.
Kyla's mother kept her features cool. "And you're here to take her away to join the riders. I know how this goes." She sighed and carded her fingers through her hair, making the beads in it clink together.
Kyla turned to her mother, hands still over her mouth, she dropped them slightly to her chin. "A-away?" She asked. "B-but what about father... what would he say?"
"He'd understand dear" Her mother replied.

Sophie was looking over the mats while the girl and her mother where talking. "The Patron would like one of these to add to his collection" She thought. She bent down to pick one of them up and reached into the coin purse at her hip. "Our leader likes mats." She explained when Kyla's mother raised her eye brow.

Kyla's mother undid the leather tie on her necklace, the strange blue glass like substance it was threaded through glittered in the sun. She tied it around her daughters neck and straightened out Kyla's dress. "I knew you'd leave home someday.. but I never guessed..." She pushed the girl towards the rider. "If you don't go now I'll never let go."

Sophie-Anne handed over the money for the mat and took Kyla by the hand. The girl shrugged her off at first and wrapped her mother in a big hug. "Don't forget me." She said
"Never."

Kyla took the mat off Sophie and tucked it expertly under her arm before and taking the Seeker's hand. Sophie pulled the girls back into the crowd, just one more stop and they'd be off.

(Ok. Just woke up. Draka, for now, is in her little elfy forest, I guess.)

Draka leaned against a tree, sighing deeply. She had just walked out into the wilderness to look for an animal to watch for hours on end, as she usually did to pass the time. In a few minutes she saw a small furry creature scampering behind a tree and she watched it intently, waiting for a better view to identify it.

(Medieval squirrels? I don't know.)

Shimmering light made it's way through a huge, beautiful stained glass window, causing the sleeping form on the big bed stir. The bed was huge, covered in lace blankets and ginger colored velvet. The room matched the color of the blankets, a fireplace on the wall. The sleeping form on the bed was a girl, about the age of 13. She snored and rolled over, a small puddle of drool forming on her pillow. "Nah..da..buh..huh..." she mumbled in her sleep. Even though it was the middle of the day, the girl -Eve- was still sleeping in. All of a sudden an older woman wearing brown, dull clothes made her way into the room. "Wake up, mistress. You've slept in far too long for a young lady." She pulled the covers off of Eve, causing her to flinch in surprise. "Time to get dressed." The woman smiled, holding up an elegant pink and black dress. Eve sighed, dryly. Not again....