((*stares at Tiernan's pic* Holy cow, he's hot! *looks around* did I say that outloud? *blushes* Anyway...sorry))

Sorcha was startled out of her thoughts as a huge bird landed near the cave. Her eyes widened as it spread it wings and took flight again- she had never seen such a huge bird.

<i>Stop staring.</i> Etain said, sounding vaguely jealous.

Sorcha offered the newcomer a small smile. "You've been summoned here." she said. "As soon as everyone arrives, we'll explain why."

"How many more do we need?" Adilya quietly asked Sorcha just loud enough for her to hear, but not loud enough for anyone to take any real notice.

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((I'm glad I wasn't the only one thinking that ... lol))

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((lol- it looks like we just need Meldawen's charrie, then everyone'll be here))

Sorcha glanced around the cave, counting. "Just one more." She said to Adilya. "I suppose if that one doesn't come soon, we can go ahead and tell the purpose for the meeting." She looked at the four original Chosen as she spoke, not wanting to make any decisions of that type without their opinions.

Shander's eyes closed as his keen hearing picked up on the soft music. He lowered his head crooning softly. That ... is nice. He thought touching his beak to the top of Illyanna's head.

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OOC: That's Ben Browder, if your intrested. That pic is from the series Farscape. But thats enough of that. Back to the RPG.

IC: Tiernan smiled back at Sorcha, it being slightly wider than normal because he noticed her staring at Talyn, at least for a short while. "I can understand that. Don't want to repeat yourselves," he stated more than asked as he leaned back against one of the cave walls, staying in the firelight, but barely.

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

Rena looked in awe at all of the people who had come. She would have been in more awe before the journey began. When Illyanna started playing the harp, Rena started humming with it. She went over to her, "I like that tune. Um... can you write songs for the harm? like the notes and stuff?" she asked.
Rena... Granit said annoyed.
What? We need someone to make a decent tune for the Chosen's song. Rena replied. The mare snorted...

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

((Duh! *hits self on forehead* He also plays Cameron Mitchell from Stargate SG-1- one of my favorite tv shows. I thought he looked familiar! But, like you said, back to the RP!))

Sorcha nodded in agreement with the newest arrival, then went back to stand beside the fire. Looking around at the new Chosen, she thought, <i>We certainly make up an interesting group.</i> Elves, humans, shapeshifters... and that man with the red wings.

Zero was getting annoyed with all the stares and quick look-aways he was getting.

As if he came out just to get stared and quickly looked-away at.

"Ya know, as lovely as this meeting in the cave out of the screaming wind is, we don't have all day exactly. Well, I don't know about the rest of you, but I have things to do." He paused, and said in a slow drawl,"I correct myself, have things I like to do."

That said, he smiled and licked his lips again, showing his fangs once more. The smile never reached far enough to his eyes. In fact, it didn't reach enough to get anywhere except his mouth. Zero spread his wings a little, stretching the red marks of his reptilian heritage, and folded them once more. Then he leaned against the wall of the cave, well out of the range of the fire. His eyes glittered in the darkness.
They'd better get this over soon, or I'm going hunting. Zero thought, and stared over at the dragon.

Savage eyes sought to make contact with the sad ones, and the red, glittering rubies in the darkness closed behind eyelids as Zero drew a deep breath, drawing in the scents of everybody in the cave.

Seems like I'll be stuck here for a while with them Zero thought distastfully.

[OOC Zero's like the first pessimistic, blood-death-obsessed, part dragon person with wings and fangs i've played... i look forward to playing him. He's going to have [sarcastic tone] oh-so-much fun being with this group[/sarcasm]

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Illyann opened her eyes and looked over at Rena. "Yes I write songs for the harp... when I can."

"Impatience ..." She said turning a cold stare at Zero. "You should be at peace with time."

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Airithnu moved to lean against the entrace to the cave wall as she listen to Zero complain.

"Obviously this group of people called us here for a reason." She said, her eyes flashing, (which could look very scary considering the color of her eyes because she was a Shapeshifter), "And it's probably a good reason too. Now, if you are too high and mighty to be patient for one more person as these people-" She said, gesturing her hands to make a circle, pointing at all the people who were there, "where patient for you, then I am sorry for you, really, I am."

After Airithnu fell silent, she scolded herself. She just met this group and she had no idea why she was there, but she didn't need to go and make enemies right off the bat. She sighing inwardly as she waited for his - she believed his name was Zero- reaction.

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(Meldawen won't be here until Wednesday so we can move on and we can just keep her up to date in what is happening and make her character seem like she's been there the whole time
I'll play Darkies charry if no one else wants too! :] )

Emmeline stood up and cleared her throat. It was now or never. The new Chosen ones had assembled. She looked around at the crowd. Her eyes lingered on Firis for a minute longer. She could definately see how Crymson and her were related. Emmeline tore her eyes away and looked at the remaining Original Chosen Ones.
"We have called you here tonight to request your help. We desprately need it.
Some time ago a group of 12 started a journey. The mission was led by the most talented woman- Crymson Elementweilder. She gathered people from around the world to help her on what would be come a mind-blowing task. You see, Crymson helped rescue 12 Dragon eggs from under Uluru- The Ayers Rock in Australia. Crymson enlisted in our help to keep the eggs safe and return them to the Dragon Keeper. The Group of 12 consisted of: Crymson, Rena, Kith, Rumour, Edana, Madoc, Gwendolyn, Sorcha, Mirima, Tharox, Eracnaon, and myself. As different and unaquainted as we were; the group soon came to trust and look our for each other. We started in Sidney, Australia. We started our journey going North, to Bejing. There we were attacked by bandits and quickly overthrew them. We were all powerful and when united, we did much damage. Then we entered a tunnel, a deep tunnel underground. The group was soon attacked by Herreronychus. Again, the group prevailed and we won. However, it was much bigger enemies than bandits. They drained our strength for the most part.
This, you must know, is where our story turns. The tunnel let out at Kazan, Russia. We were all tired an wary from surviving that tunnel. We were stopped by Russian Rangers and taken to their headquaters for questioning. The toll to pass was gruesome: it was to be paid in blood. The passing toll turned out to be a good three-quarters of our group. Eight sacrificed themselves so Sorcha, Rena, Kith, and myself could go on and finish what we started. But 4 people are not close to protecting 12 dragon egg's. They should be watched over by one person each egg--one to a person.
That's where you: The new Chosen ones: come in. We are asking you to take the place of our fallen and continue what we've started. You are now the new Egg Bearers. The New Chosen Ones."
Emmeline finished and sat down, waiting for an answer amoung the crowd.

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"What's so special about these eggs?" Adilya piped up. She had heard something about this, but did not pay too much attention to it. Her eyes wondered throughout the room until they fell on Emmeline to better communicate that she asked the question.

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Sorcha spoke up. "They are dragon eggs. Each one holds a living, growing dragon." She gently pulled her own indigo egg from the saddlebags. It seemed to pulse with a faint light as if the dragon knew she was talking about it. "Each one is very special."

Adilya remained silent for a moment. The fact that they were dragon's eggs was a good enough answer to silence her to thought for a moment or two. "Next question," she spoke up, needing to gather information, "What is so important about us?" Her eyes proceeded to move from Emmeline to Sorcha. Adilya did not want to make too much eye contact, or too much of anything. Her perfered style was the sneak attack. Step one only including gathering information and not being seeing. This, of which, she was not completing very well.

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Airithnu looked down at the ground, thinking about what she had just heard. Then, her instincts took over her. Being a shifter had it's advantages and it's disvantages, but these feelings she had was a little of both. For, being a shifter, and being able to change into almost any animal, Airithnu had some extra feelings and senses that normal mortals did not possess. And when she heard that she was being called to protect another living animal, all of her senses and feelings called her to say yes, without questions. She had to listen to them. She looked up, her eyes shining.

"Where do I sign up?" She said, half smiling. She had always been a joker, even in serious matters. "No, really, I am willing to take on this task and I am honored to be Chosen, but a quick question," Airithnu said, an after-thought question coming to her head. "Why us? I mean, how did you come to chose us?"

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