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       #Post#: 959--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Xefr's Adventures: The grey meatbags
       By: guest9 Date: June 14, 2016, 5:45 am
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       Rysannox seems joyful to the bone, and he makes a slight bow
       with his head to the big black drake "This is wonderful! I see a
       bright future between our lands, and you are always welcome to
       suggest anything that crosses your mind  ...especially regarding
       the relations of our species." He then grasps the opportunity to
       ask Xefr soemthing that had been on his mind quite a while now..
       "But, before you do, I have something to ask of you Xefr
       ...you're kind, soft-spoken and friendly. Would it be too much
       to ask of you Xefr, when the time comes, to be the one that the
       Ghashyr masses meet first? We will of course inform the people
       about the fact that you are not related to the old Dragons and
       that it just so happens -as with Ghashyroids, like humans- that
       dragons developed elsewhere as well."
       As he pressed the second paw the giant tiles beneath him started
       to descent fast inside a clear cut rectangle, while new tiles
       immediately closed  the entrance on the top   ..the only light
       came from the various symbols on his left-and right. The
       'elevator' suddenly stops; infront of him there is a big room
       (big for a dragon), the tiles of the room compose a giant
       painting depicting two dragons, a male and female, holding a
       black egg - on the egg's tile there is a dragon size helmet,
       made from dragon-bones   ...the walls of the room have white
       dragons in a snow environment on the left, red dragons in a
       volcanic environment on the right, and black dragons in space in
       the front wall.
       #Post#: 961--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Xefr's Adventures: The grey meatbags
       By: guest28 Date: June 14, 2016, 1:50 pm
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       Xefr seems surprised at first, and then closes his eyes. After a
       moment of thought, his yellow eyes open once more. His voice is
       fairly neutral, though there is a hint of joy, "Well, I thank
       you for the compliments. And... I suppose that when the time
       comes and I am available, I can be the one to meet your people.
       If my own people agree that is, but I doubt they will mind too
       much. It would be an honor, and I simply hope I will not
       disappoint. Let's hope that understanding will bloom, and our
       peoples can both get along. I'm certain both of our leaders will
       agree."
       The Shard was stunned at first, as he was not expecting the
       sudden trip. But then, he took in his surroundings, and
       curiosity took over. He stepped forward, and picked up the bone
       helmet with his two paws. He then materialized the top of his
       head, and held the helmet over. But before put it on, he moved
       it in front of his eyes so he could look more closely at it, and
       even glanced behind him to see if there any more pictures on the
       back-wall.
       #Post#: 972--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Xefr's Adventures: The grey meatbags
       By: guest9 Date: June 16, 2016, 4:32 pm
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       Rysannox would squee if his stature allowed him to do so,
       instead he extends his hand towards the old dragon.. "From your
       mouth to Azgor Tal's ear, Xefr! And I'm sure you will not
       dissapoint.  ...to a peaceful coexistence!" Captain Erixen seems
       rather apathetic on the other hand, as he drinks some liquid
       from his military flask.
       As the shard touches the helmet a ghostly voice rings in his
       mind {{"K'tzah Xa'Comal Sshir?"}} and a strong headache soon
       follows. The helmet seems to be enchanted with some form of
       azure energy from the inside  ...a mechanism perhaps from the
       ancient days.
       As he turns back to view the back-wall he can see one of the
       most macabre and gory depictions of art on Shyr; Dragons maiming
       other dragons, Ghashyr ripping other Ghashyrs' body-parts,
       Dragons devouring Ghashyr and Ghashyr eating live dragons like
       pack animals. Skeletons and devoured corpses of both species.
       All covered in flames while a dark half-Ghashyr and half-dragon
       figure standing in distance watching with four dark guardians,
       two dragons and two Ghashyr of each sex
       ...another Clawmark writing, similar to the one before appears
       above the wall-painting.
       The voice asks again {{"K'tzah Xa'Comal Sshir?"}} and an even
       more painful headache follows.
       #Post#: 973--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Xefr's Adventures: The grey meatbags
       By: guest28 Date: June 16, 2016, 8:56 pm
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       Xefr seems a bit confused at first by the Ghashyr's actions, but
       then snaps back to reality and extends a claw for Rysannox to
       shake. When he does, Xefr responds, "To a peaceful coexistence!"
       The Black Dragon has a beaming smile on his face now, but he
       notices Erixen in the corner of his eye, somewhat perplexed by
       his seeming apathy.
       Unfortunately, the Shard couldn't appreciate the art behind him
       due to the headache, which consumed his attention. He hastily
       put the helmet back down and took a step back. Then, he became
       angry. Overcoming his pain, he targets the bone helmet with his
       telepathy. His voice is furious, but strained due to the
       headache, "H... Hey! Stop that you pile of old bones! It
       hurts... I don't understand what you're saying, but I haven't
       done anything to you yet!"
       #Post#: 979--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Xefr's Adventures: The grey meatbags
       By: guest9 Date: June 18, 2016, 4:19 am
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       Erixen notices the two happy negotiators shaking hand-claw and
       paw, Rysannox bearing the most satisfied smile he could bear.
       The captain, being interested to learn what happened he closes
       up to them, bowing his head a little to Rysannox.. "Ehm, have
       you my Lords finished talking about the frescos? Pardon me, but
       I see you both seem glad  ..so if you want, we could share this
       fine Achjaal!"
       Rysannox sighed and responded calmly, yet in a dissapointed
       tone, to his captain "Lord Erixen, I'd expect an explorer like
       you would show more interest when a living-breathing Dragon
       stand only a few meters away..  ..nevertheless, it seems like a
       good idea, but I shall have only a little; I'm not that much of
       a drinker."  ..he turns to Xefr, in amore respectful tone "Shall
       we drink an unch to celebrate this outcome?"
       -
       As the shard uses his telepathic powers. His eyes black out and
       a blurry dragon figure made of stardust, fire and ice appears in
       the darkness, his voice is near-deafening.. {{"KHA? ATZ QO'SS?
       RAGA'SSAN!"}} the poor shard then regains his vision, the helmet
       remains on the ground, as if he never touched it.
       #Post#: 980--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Xefr's Adventures: The grey meatbags
       By: guest28 Date: June 18, 2016, 10:48 am
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       Xefr's tone is reluctant, "Hm, I'm not a drinker myself, but I
       suppose that if you insist I can have a bit. Not too much
       though, my mind must remain clear. Then again, I doubt you have
       enough of this Achjaal on-hand to intoxicate a Dragon, because
       that would be a cause for worry... But enough of that, I suppose
       it's time we all celebrated." The Dragon looks around a bit, and
       suddenly seems both confused and worried. "Wait, where has the
       technology Shard gotten off to?"
       --
       After regaining his eyesight, he stood stunned for a few
       seconds. But then, the Shard's eyes light up in fury, and the
       headaches didn't seem to matter anymore. He had to restrain
       himself from smashing the helmet of bones to bits, and instead
       just walked around it, mumbling. "Damn spirits, always acting
       like this... Never giving a me a break..." Now ignoring the
       hated helmet, he searched for any other notable features in the
       large room.
       #Post#: 984--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Xefr's Adventures: The grey meatbags
       By: guest9 Date: June 20, 2016, 12:16 pm
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       Rysannox was about to sip some Achjaal from the flask when Xefr
       asked about his shard "Your shard? I haven't seen your friend,
       good Xefr. I'm sure he is in no danger. There's only old rocks
       and ancient art in this place  ...and lots of sand!"
       Erixen lights what seems to be shredded leaves of a plant rolled
       in a paper and inhales the smoke "Hmmm *cough-cough* I wouldn't
       be so sure my Lord. There's so much about the ancient Fire
       sanctuaries we don't know. The Church of Light erased a lot of
       the mentions to darkness and its importance in the ancient fire
       religion from our society."
       Rysannox seems confused by his captain's knoweledge.. "And where
       would you know that Lord Erixen?"
       The captain extends his hands and adopts a satisfied smile "My
       wife's folks are Avalvalxes, cousins to the Valxaryens
       ...they're Draconians."
       The room doesn't appear to bear anything other than the artwork
       in the walls and the helmet. Someone could perhaps notice how
       well-cut the stonework is, as if cut by laser, completely unlike
       the rest of the temple  ..it also seems that the stones of the
       wall depicting the space dragons are floatin one cm from each
       other  ...held by some kind of force.
       In the space background depicting the dragons one can notice six
       stars standing out    ...one is close to where Shyr is, the
       other seems to be peculiarly close to Heord.
       In the center of the Galaxy stands a star bigger than all other
       five, covered in flames - all five dragons seem to fly from
       there to the rest of the stars.
       #Post#: 986--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Xefr's Adventures: The grey meatbags
       By: guest28 Date: June 20, 2016, 3:10 pm
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       Xefr's head turns to face Erixen. With his curious voice, he
       speaks, "Really now? You must know some interesting things about
       this place then, which makes me the only one here who knows
       nothing. I welcome that, for such a thing has not happened in so
       very long. Ignorance truly does carry a sense of bliss, but I
       don't intend to stay that way." He closes his eyes, and lets out
       a sigh of relief, "Thankfully, I can feel no disturbance, and
       the Shard hasn't called out, so I doubt anything bad has
       happened. Besides, he is no archaeologist, and your kind have
       been around these parts for much longer. I'm certain that if
       there was any sort of big discovery to be made, your own people
       would have made it long ago... Now then, is there anymore you
       can share with us captain? I'm interested in these Avalvalxes
       fellows."
       --
       The Shard wasn't really sure, but he felt that he had made a big
       discovery. The stars in particular interested him, especially
       the one so close to his home-world. The similarities between
       these Ghashyr Valxes and Golden Dragons were strange indeed, yet
       this art somehow offered an explanation of sorts. He wondered,
       "Is there some sort of connection here? And what about that star
       in the center?" He shook his head a bit. Those were questions
       for another time. His eyes flashed, and a mental copy of the art
       was imprinted into his memories, so that he could project it
       anywhere he pleased. The Shard then turned around, and with a
       snort made another quick check of the room. He was anxious to
       return to the Essentials shard, for he would be interested. And
       maybe the Ghashyr too. Yet, that central, larger star was the
       biggest thing on his mind. Perhaps... It held the answer. The
       answer the entirety of Xefr had been searching for... If so, he
       would finally get the recognition he deserved!
       #Post#: 991--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Xefr's Adventures: The grey meatbags
       By: guest9 Date: June 21, 2016, 3:33 pm
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       Erixen laughs and he adopts a humorous suggestive tone "Of
       course... Heh, I was interested as well in Avalvaxes, but for
       different reasons!" he then gets into a more serious mood and
       continues, dedicated to the narration "My wife's uncle got
       really drunk one night and he started talking about how the old
       priests preached about the necessity of Darkness. But after the
       Ascend of Light the Light Church erased all mentions to the
       'Darkness' and portrayed it as demonic and evil, even forced the
       priesthood to reform having the Light-Believers morals in mind
       ...it just so happened though that the High Priesthood never
       abandoned the old dogmas and guess who the High Priesthood had
       as temple guardians? ...the distant, minor relatives of House
       Valxaryen; the Avalvalxes, my wife's kin! Anyway, my wife's
       uncle then said something about the dark relics, which were
       supposedly divine, older than Ghashyr and Valxes, and contained
       unknown powers. No one really knew what their purpose was, but
       some say they drove people mad and that they were hidden in
       places of divinity." Erixen continues smoking while looking at
       one of the the frescos depicting the brown Dragon Saint "To be
       honest though, it sounds like a myth to me..."
       --
       As the shard looked upon the large star in the middle, it seemed
       to him as if it drew him closer. For the split of a second a
       young female black dragon appeared followed by Ghashyr, wearing
       the helmet while screeching in agony in that very room. Ghosts
       perhaps? This place certainly isn't normal.
       #Post#: 992--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Xefr's Adventures: The grey meatbags
       By: guest28 Date: June 21, 2016, 9:40 pm
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       Xefr's expression turns serious, and his tone mirrors that, "But
       be careful, myths always are rooted in truth, for how else would
       they form than from simple misinterpretations, or fact?" The
       Black Drake then resumes his joyful demeanor, and his tone
       returns to the normal calm, "Anyways, these artifacts intrigue
       me. If they are real, then I would love to see one. Yet, I must
       agree with you captain, they do sound somewhat out there. But,
       are you trying to say that some of these dangerous, dark
       artifacts may be hidden in this sanctuary somewhere? It would
       make sense, as your priests out there mentioned something about
       Dragon divinity, and that could connect to these dragon saints
       of old... Regardless, I believe it best not to worry. The Shard
       can handle himself, and he'll make sure to call for help if he
       needs it. I have more experience than you may believe in
       pacifying things of darkness."
       --
       The Shard jumped back at the phantom image. He did not do well
       around ghosts, and that scene in particular disturbed him. That
       was something he would not mention to the Essentials Shard, it
       could bring back some... unwanted memories. With a final look of
       contempt at the helmet on the floor, he walked back over to the
       elevator-like area, and tried to see if he could make it go back
       up. He needed to share his discoveries, because they made little
       sense to him.
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