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To Make A Request - Official - 06-09-2012 [Quest] To Make a Request [Open] Vikram May 4th, 2012 at 10:39pm From the lava coated sides of the Veins of the Gods, Vikram had turned his flight ever upward even as he soared over the terrain that lay between the site of his departure and his desired destination. There was somewhere he needed to be, someone he had to find. And in the lofty heights of the Heavenly Fields was where he would find her. This matriarch from whom he would have to make his request. Soon though he could see the emerald expanses breaking through the cloud cover, soaked in sunlight as they ever were. Leathery wings tilted, spilling the air that filled them and granted him the greatest heights, and he spiraled downward until his hooves pressed heavily into the turf. Spurred tail briefly dug into the grasses as well, for his descent had been more rapid than his last approach here. There were none to be cautious of this time... that he could see. Flipping his wings closed the hybrid gave voice to a deep rumble that fell somewhere between a neigh and a roar, then called out. "I humbly seek the matriarch of these lands, to ask of her one thing." Then he grew still and silent, ears pricked and slitted eyes watchful as he waited for some sort of response. Random Event May 4th, 2012 at 10:57pm You called, and she answered. A rumbling starts in the earth, shaking the grasses of the field and making a peculiar noise. There is no other sight of movement, though, as the air seems to remain peaceful and the clouds unperturbed. Even the animals visible in Vikram's scope do not pay heed to the quaking, and that should be calming, at least. Underneath the Earth, the matriach awakens. She loosens herself from the dirt and begins shuffling her large body toward the surface, toward the origin of the call. When her head breaks the surface, Vikram might be surprised to find that he is staring into a pair of feline eyes much like his own, only a majestic shade of violet - the color of royalty. The large dragon pulls herself from the earth, shaking out her expansive wings and sitting poised in front of the hybrid. Her scales are a gleaming gold, which almost seem to mimic the color of the Sun God. The dragon's talons look to me fashioned of a gleaming obsidian and awfully sharp. She is larger than even most of her color, stretching an impressive four feet. Her form is regal, with an aged and wise face to match. The mother of a long line of metallic dragons, with the loving nickname of the Matriarch. "Hello," she says, quite clearly in Vikram's mind. "What do you wish to ask me, halfling?" Her purple eyes look curious but cunning, nonetheless. Vikram May 4th, 2012 at 11:18pm Another rumble, deep and low, answered him first. It seemed to originate deep beneath his hooves, and he tilted ears and head alike toward the ground, golden eyes seeking the origin of the sound even as he became aware that none other than himself seemed at all perturbed by the rumbling... and then she appeared. Violet eyes, slitted like his own, gazed back at him from a face of golden scales. He knew immediately that this was the Matriarch, even before she drew the rest of her body from the earth that had cradled her. Though he knew it was unfair, he found himself comparing her against Akaith for a moment before he abruptly shuttled those thoughts away. Both were incredible in their own way, and he mentally left it at that. Just in time, for her mind touched his, voice clear in his thoughts. Questioning. Bowing his head to her, he spoke. "I wish to ask you for the shells of your children, enough that the Sun God might grant me the firey breath that you and my mother's kin possess. But I know that you might have a request of your own for me in return." His voice had grown low and quiet again, into the levels he was most accustomed to. Random Event May 5th, 2012 at 11:21am The golden dragon listens to Vikram's request, with no hint of a surprise taking on her features. Just the same curious and cunning expression she had worn previous to his answer, except the gleam in her purple eyes shifts. The matriarch's eyes have gears turning behind them, as she thinks about what she can possibly get out of the hybrid that has come to her, seeking her egg shells for his own personal gain. The Sun God had sent him here for a reason, she thinks, the large dragon peering at Vikram for some time. He knew that she would not free any object in her hoard so easily, but the bastard little sun prince was using her to think up a quest for him. How very naughty. The dragoness did not appreciate being used like a pawn in his game, but he was correct in thinking she was probably the only one who held enough shells to be gathered in one stop. While the dragon loathed to think the deity was being honest, perhaps he just wanted this to end quickly. "The shells of my children are the strongest in the land," the dragon begins, looking at Vikram thoughtfully now. "However, they are precious to me, and I see no reason to hand them over to you, simply to allow you to play dragon." Her eyes narrow, and she shifts her head, a crown of horns, to look out over the field. The true reason she detested the idea so much was not this poor lad's fault, and that made her feel guilty in the pit of her maternal heart. "Nonetheless, you have sought me out, child, and I will help you." "You must bring me something I would value to hold in my personal treasure trove, in replacement of these valuable shells. If you offer me something I already have, I will decline your trade, and you will have to seek out something else," her words come to a close and she nods at you, her eyes bright with hope. Perhaps this stallion can bring her something even better than her precious egg shells that glimmer like shiny metals. Vikram May 5th, 2012 at 11:29pm She listened, expression unreadable, and when she spoke again it was only to confirm his expectations. Nothing came free, not when the giver could get something out of the requestor. That was simply how the world turned. Only friendship could be freely offered, and even that sometimes came with expectations. There was only one bit that bothered him. 'Playing dragon'. In what way was he 'playing' at half his heritage? It was really the only thing he didn't have from his parents. His father's form, his mother's wings and tail and scales and eyes... the only thing he didn't have that mattered to him at all was breathing fire. Talons he could do without. But fire... had always appealed. He shrugged it away though, as she gave him a task to do in return for the egg shells. Find something to replace them, that she hadn't already. This interested him, and he inclined his head in acceptance. "I shall do my best to find the best of whatever I might discover for your pleasure, milady Matriarch." He wore a small smile. "I will take my leave of you, if you would allow it, to go seek something suitable." Already his thoughts were churning, but one idea lingered near the surface. He could ask Mirage and Akaith what sort of things might interest a queen. But he was already coming up with ideas of his own, even as he begun to turn away. Lingering long enough to receive her permission before departing the Fields and the Matriarch's realm. |