10-02-2015, 10:58 AM
As Axorn exited the portal he pulled hard on the horse's reigns forcing it to skid to a stop. He had arrived in Camelot, six tall gray stones surrounded him, making the portal visible from a distance and a long forking, winding path shot out ahead of him in the middle of the green plain. Far in front of him he could see the spires of Minas Tirith's towers and the coliseum to the south. Axorn inhaled a breath of the fresh air and sighed. Kinda feels like home... he thought.
Axorn spurred his horse onward, forcing it into a gallop. He dashed past lush, green forests teeming with deer, rabbits, and other wildlife, some of which Axorn didn't recognize, mountain ranges with white snowy peaks and deep sparkling lakes with the occasional fish or two. As another forest loomed on his right, he heard voiced, both of which seemingly female. Curious, Axorn slowed his horse down to a moderate trot and manouvered through the trees, he eventually cam to a clearing where his suspicions were confirmed, two females, one human with black hair and a long sword, the other a female draconic figure with ram horns, hair, and no wings, neither of which had noticed him yet. They were both bandaged, clearly healing from some sort of recent fight. The latter of the two is the one that puzzled Axorn the most. She's some sort of half-breed, he thought. Those horns symbolize something I can't quite put my claw on. Before he got a good look at either, he saw the human holding a crossbow directly at him. "CRAP!" Axorn yelled. Thus caused the two to look in his direction. Startled, his instincts took over and he attempted to fly, as he tried to shoot up, his feet caught on the saddle loops, causing him to fall off the back of his chestnut-colored steed before landing with a loud thud. Axorn rolled behind a nearby tree and stood up, unsheathed his trusty gunblade and prepared himself in case they were hostile. How am I going to figure out whether they're friend or foe? he thought. Wait a minute! Axorn shout out wall of cool flame at the ground halfway between him and the female figures, igniting on the grass, but not burning it. "I don't want to hurt you." Axorn said, watching attentively from behind the tree. "If you are to be trusted, I need you to trust me. Walk through the fire without using a defensive power. I promise you, the fire will not burn you. If you don't, I will attack."
Axorn spurred his horse onward, forcing it into a gallop. He dashed past lush, green forests teeming with deer, rabbits, and other wildlife, some of which Axorn didn't recognize, mountain ranges with white snowy peaks and deep sparkling lakes with the occasional fish or two. As another forest loomed on his right, he heard voiced, both of which seemingly female. Curious, Axorn slowed his horse down to a moderate trot and manouvered through the trees, he eventually cam to a clearing where his suspicions were confirmed, two females, one human with black hair and a long sword, the other a female draconic figure with ram horns, hair, and no wings, neither of which had noticed him yet. They were both bandaged, clearly healing from some sort of recent fight. The latter of the two is the one that puzzled Axorn the most. She's some sort of half-breed, he thought. Those horns symbolize something I can't quite put my claw on. Before he got a good look at either, he saw the human holding a crossbow directly at him. "CRAP!" Axorn yelled. Thus caused the two to look in his direction. Startled, his instincts took over and he attempted to fly, as he tried to shoot up, his feet caught on the saddle loops, causing him to fall off the back of his chestnut-colored steed before landing with a loud thud. Axorn rolled behind a nearby tree and stood up, unsheathed his trusty gunblade and prepared himself in case they were hostile. How am I going to figure out whether they're friend or foe? he thought. Wait a minute! Axorn shout out wall of cool flame at the ground halfway between him and the female figures, igniting on the grass, but not burning it. "I don't want to hurt you." Axorn said, watching attentively from behind the tree. "If you are to be trusted, I need you to trust me. Walk through the fire without using a defensive power. I promise you, the fire will not burn you. If you don't, I will attack."
Quote:In case you want to know what a cool flame is, it does exist. Link to the wikipedia article Read the History section... :P
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"If you truly want to save the world, you'll need to withstand it's flames."