The Last Gryphon: The Battle of Bardrilundr(Contains Transformation)The Last Gryphon: The Battle of Bardrilundr by Courier2001
It is said the voices of the dead forever echo through time. That their songs remain lifted through the clouds which dot the sky, prophesying their long-suffering resurrection. It is in the legends how they are heard among the many and through actions how they are remembered among the few. The very deeds of mankind bore upon the fate of the children who long slept in death's slumber.
The blasting trumpets of the Legion marked the morning of winter's solstice, a day which would be remembered by the heroic actions of valiant souls. In that morning, as the trumpets thundered and Sielah rose from the east, General Livia Senusius, along with a gathering of her men, linked their arms and offered prayers to the sun goddess. The bitter cold chilled both the flesh and spirits of the soldiers as their standard was raised among the high walls of Bardrilundr.
General Senusius then gazed out among the fortress' high walls and out into the snow-strewn landscape.
The Red Star TournamentFor months she conclusively applied herself to the rigors of her training exercises. It toned her mind and hardened her form. Weapons responded to her flawlessly and with angelic grace. Upon personal request to her dragon master, O'rus, he shaped her into a brilliant champion. Or so she hoped. The Red Star Tournament stood as the pinnacle of her training. Fighting round after round against her fellow Disciples in what would normally be the test of her strength morphed itself into a test of sheer willpower.The Red Star Tournament by Courier2001
All competed to attain the title of Champion and each disciple bore bruises and scars as testament to that endeavor. Shien, elf of the faelands and disciple to the dragon O'rus, fell in line and earned her bruises. Each round, each fight witnessed by four hundred students and even more dragons, brought with it a fresh swirl of purple and black. A centered smear stretched across Shien's lips as she stood on the underground platform, two blunted katana swords clasped tightly in her bla
The Naiad's Lover Ch 1: The Old Man in the CornerYou hardly noticed him sitting there, so absorbed were you in your travel brochures. Water enchanted you – lakes, rivers, oceans – and as soon as you had spotted the brochure on the rack at the sleepy souvenir shop, you had known immediately that you wanted to take the aqua-tour. You gazed at the picture of the waterfall dreamily, already hearing the roar of the cascade, and feeling the spray of the water against your face.The Naiad's Lover Ch 1: The Old Man in the Corner by iMariposa
“Excuse me,” a soft, hoarse voice ventured. Startled, you looked up from your papers and noticed an elderly man sitting across the table from you. He smiled at you shyly. “I couldn’t help but overhear that you were planning a hike; that you wanted to visit our water features.” You were astonished. You couldn’t believe that the old man had been sitting there for so long without you noticing him. You were sure that at least twenty minutes had elapsed since you and your travelling companion had concluded your di
The Naiad's Lover Ch 2: Separations and New LoversTired from the day's adventures, you dragged yourself into the inn's restaurant. You had had a lot of fun that day, but you could have hardly waited for the sun to set. As you entered the busy dining hall, you chided yourself for not having set a time with the old man. It had been much later when he had met you the night before. You stood for a moment, scanning the room; there he was in his usual spot near the window. You hurried towards him, your companion in tow. You had told him of the old man's story until his ears hurt, and he was now just as curious as you were. Settling down beside your new friend, you quickly introduced them. The three of you discussed what to have for dinner, then ordered when the waitress came up to you. As soon as she turned away, you turned to the old man, eyes sparkling. Reminding yourself that his name was Benjamin, you apologized for your abruptness and asked him to continue the previous night's story. Benjamin laughed, but was all too happy toThe Naiad's Lover Ch 2: Separations and New Lovers by iMariposa
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