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New world
Topic Started: Oct 5 2006, 09:27 PM (222 Views)
Sireon
Half Dragon/Half Drow
Lights littered the ground underneath Sireon, as if the blackness of the ground was the universe, a completely new world to the Half-dragon as he flew overhead. The sounds of cars and those who lived in the city carried high into the air, although they were only decipherable due to his powerful sense of hearing. A bit of confusion arose at the sound of honking geese that came from the blanket of lights, causing Sireon to swoop in lower to get a better look, oblivious as to what he was getting into. A rush of sounds and light flooded over him as he swooped in between huge buildings of concrete and steel, a veritable jungle of strange sights and noises that he had never seen before, far from the world he remembered so long ago. Landing heavily on a crooked steel pole that had a light shining from its end over the street, Sireon gazed around this new and wondrous world, his perch dipping low into the street until the lit end was only a few feet from the ground. With a small leap, he hopped down from his bent perch, landing on the strange pavement of the street.
“Vyth (Steel),” Sireon muttered, grabbing his one-time perch in his powerful hands and crushing an end of it, causing the light to flicker then explode in a sprinkle of fine glass dust, “Arcaniss ixen thric levethix? Vethieorikc gethrisj? (Magic light without a sorcerer? Where has my time gone?)” There was a goose honk behind him, then suddenly a bright flash, finally everything went starry and then black, followed by the crunching and bending sound of steel and iron. Sireon now stood before a twisted steel beast as long as one of the buildings, now no bigger than the trunk of a tree, crushed like a coke can with blood ozing out of it. With just a bit of wobble in his step, Sireon walked up to the steel beast and put his hand on its crushed snout, a bit of blood dripping from his forehead from the headbutt he had given the creature to kill it.
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