Wildale Glades P2 Chapter 7 Chapter 7: Dice's Curse
The group followed Hanson down many tunnels, through many public rooms, and past a very, very, very hot room that Hanson explained were the lava bathes, until they stopped at an extra-large, even for dragon standards, iron door. Hanson turned to Jessie and Evan.
"Okay, now, Dice is kind of...different. He's technically the biggest dragon, although most of us, not including myself, consider Teno'cal the largest, for instance," he said in a hushed voice.
"But...why?" asked Jessie, tilting her head.
"Well, you'll see. Just don't do or say anything rude. He can be a little sensitive at times," replied Hanson, and he went to the large doors. He raised a fist, and even though it looked as if it wouldn't be enough of a knock, the booms were heard very well indeed. After a couple s
Wildale Glades P2 Chapter 6 Chapter 6: Airmail!
The next day came nice and clear, perfect flying weather. After they got into the air and gained some lift, the trip was bearable for the carriers. They found that they had actually rested in a clearing in Ringakou, but the pungent smell of the swamp was still present, so they were near it, probably on the edge of the forest. As the dragons went horizontal, they used their wide wings to comfortably glide along, gaining altitude when necessary.
Evan and Jessie sat on the gigantic head, giving encouragement when needed. Evan even gave them gentle bursts of water to refresh them!
They made a great amount of progress, and by lunch, they were a day's distance from where they began if they had just normally walked.
"Wow," commented Titan, as he watched Jessie prepare some soup, "we're going at twice the normal speed!"
Wildale Glades P2 Chapter 5 Chapter 5: Making Headway
There at first seemed to be a problem setting the acid dragons free.
"Shoot," said Kuma'ii, "I think a guard had the key."
Hanson, trying desperately to tear the lock off(he even tried melting it; not even his lava-like saliva worked), crossed his arms and bowed his head in thought. Before he could speak, however, a guard, followed by every other guard, came bursting in. He looked down from the semi-circular ledge that held the stairs into the room at the defeated Drognan and gasped.
"Drognan...is dead?!" he asked, cringing back in shock. Hanson looked up at him, giving a sideways glance, and nodded. A smile crept slowly upon the guard's face. "Then...Then that means..."
You could only hear him shout, "We're free!!" for one split second before the entire guard force erupted into whoops and cheers.
Wildale Glades P2 Chapter 4 Chapter 4: Vs. Drognan
As they approached the entrance, they saw it was like a cave that just rose up out of nowhere, a half-bowl shaped rock rising from the marsh. It was odd, and very apparent. Well, okay, there were vines and moss and such covering it, but still. They entered and walked down a slope. They found that the trademark double doors were wide open, for some reason, and even stranger was the fact that, despite the fact that they had caused a disturbance, there were no guards or normal inhabitants or anyone inside the brown rock den.
"Wow," whispered Hanson, as he looked around at the empty cave complex. "I was really expecting a lot more company; I mean, sure, I don't want any fighting, but jeeze..."
"Don't whisper, I mean, there's no point," said Jessie, raising an eyebrow.
Wildale Glades P2 Chapter 3 Chapter 3: Swamp Guards
The afternoon sun filtered down through the canopy of the trees. The group walked on through the forest. Then, Ryan's eyes made him halt.
"Guys," he said slowly, not taking his eyes off what he saw, "I think we're almost out of here."
"What do you mean?" Hanson asked, and then he looked to where Ryan was looking. "Oh."
Before them, at a distance that only dragon eyes could see, a small glimmer of swamp water could be seen. After the dragons told Jessie and Evan, they all sat to rest, knowing that it would be that time then would be the last good time and place to rest undisturbed and unworried.
"Whoa, man, we're there. I thought it would take a little longer than two days after we got directions from Maple and Benton," Evan commented, holding the map
Wildale Glades P2 Chapter 2Chapter 2: Lost in Ringakou
"Well, uh, I dunno, but I'd say we're lost," Hanson said, holding open the map of Wildale. He had taken it from Evan for the moment. Under the guidance of the grey panther, well, Jessie explained what happened.
"Evan," the ferret said, fuming, "it's all your fault!! When we entered Ringakou, you took the map again, saying you had better orientation, and you got us lost by making us pass this dead tree three times!!" With each "you," she stepped closer to the monk. He sweat-dropped and backed away slowly.
"Well, I'm sorry, okay? I guess I just don't have as good a sense when I'm in the woods, and can you please not look as if you'll slit my throat?" he asked, holding up his hands in the classic "don't hurt me" pose. He bumped into Ryan's chest and turned. "Oops, sorry, Ryan...Hey, what's up?"
Ryan was busy looking a little upwards
Wildale Glades P2 Chapter 1 Wildale Glades Part II
Chapter 1: Let the Duels Begin!
There is a land called Wildale, a land located on the planet Yuakoi. In it, humans and animals live in peace and harmony. This evening, everyone could enjoy a normal, but beautiful, sunset.
...Uh, yeah, a norm--
"GET YOUR SCALY TAIL DOWN HERE!!"
I'm serious, nothing abnor--
"WANT ME TO HAVE RYAN PUT YOU ON ICE?!"
"OKAY, OKAY!! I'LL COME DOWN, ALL RIGHT?! SHEESH, CAN'T I FLY WITHOUT BEING CALLED DOWN FOR SOMETHING?!"
Erm...Ah...*sigh* you got me. Hanson Mavisco the red dragon, going for a nice flight alone in the sunset sky, reluctantly flew down to the unlit fire, as well as Jessie Suconchi, Evan Transkate, and fellow dragon (although of a different
Project DragontailProject Dragontail
By Trip Woodward
Project Dragontail is the project to try and return to the world of the humans. You see, ages ago, we dragons lived peacefully in their world, at least, untill they came. With them, they brought something unholy in all religions in their world and ours, and intense lust for power. They reproduced extremly rapidly and bacame smarter. They were still idiots, of course. They saw us as a threat because they did not understand what they saw as something to not fear.
They thought that we would attack them, and we never did, at least, as long as they left us alone. We did not begin anything, they did. If they tried to destroy our eggs, we would strike back. They thought they were in the right, but they weren't. Oh, heavens, no, they weren't. They made up stories about us, with us doing horrible things. However, a few saw us as who we were, a race of powerful, but wise, creatures, not hell-bent on destruction, but striving for peace. However, when s