Post by Old Friend on Feb 20, 2010 10:01:12 GMT -5
[align=center]THE BETWEEN OF ABYSSUS WEYR
Avias worked, the miracle and savior of pern had actually worked. Dragons and humans alike were allowed to live in peace, away from the scourge of the thread.
So they thought.
Seventy five years later thread came back, and it was out for vengeance. It rained harder than ever before, a never ending rain of fire that ate everything in its path. For a while the dragons were able to fight it, but nothing can survive a twenty four seven onslaught, and the dragons were finally pushed back. Their bodies fell from the air about as much as the silvery rain, many were mutilated, destroyed and eaten away before they hit the ground, those that were able to between for the last time were seen as the lucky ones.
So, to survive, they went underground and constructed a massive fortress away from the ever hungry thread; big enough for the dragons and riders to live in. Somehow they managed to make the subterranean world work, though the population of the dragons dwindled with not enough space to rise and fly, those of the watch whers flourished however, they were made for the underground afterall. But somehow all managed to live, if not very happily.
That was until one day, as quickly as it started, the thread suddenly stopped. The skies suddenly cleared, the silver erased itself from the sky, and no one knew why. But that was not the most surprising, when the thread stopped, another thing came in its wake. It was a dragon, heralding from the southern continent, and it was not like any of the other dragons.
It was from the between.
This dragon was once normal, until it died and disappeared into the black abyss, for forever everyone assumed. But yet here it was, claiming leadership of the underground weyr and taking its place as the weyrleader. It was no surprise that a clutch was soon on the sands, and before long the eggs shook in their shells. Many fine dragons hatched, but as the last one of the last eggs hatched, the unthinkable happened.
A blue slid from the shell and bounded to its chosen rider, but before it could ever get to the young boy, a thunderous crack echoed the sands. The blue's life was ended with a triumphant scream as the gold between's claws ripped into its flesh and tore it limb from limb; the humans forced to bear witness to the murder of one dragon, and the rebirth of another.
This dragon, this monster, was gold though; and the moment her gaze swung to the man she had chosen, his scream echoed as well as every single mind of the assembled dragons flooded his consciousness. The teen was now a puppet, forced to bend to the will of the mighty golden between as she went on a tyrade against the weyr she had suddenly found herself in command of.
It was no wonder when the senior gold dragon and weyrwoman 'mysteriously' and suddenly died, all knew the culprit, but no one was brave enough to intervene with the onslaught that was golden Azmodeuth.
The question is, what will you do?
Will you live and let the between queen continue her reign? Or will you join her ranks as one of her fellow monsters as she incubates a new and unknown clutch within her own body.
..: RULES ::: DRAGON COLORS ::: ACCEPTING :..[/align]
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Avias worked, the miracle and savior of pern had actually worked. Dragons and humans alike were allowed to live in peace, away from the scourge of the thread.
So they thought.
Seventy five years later thread came back, and it was out for vengeance. It rained harder than ever before, a never ending rain of fire that ate everything in its path. For a while the dragons were able to fight it, but nothing can survive a twenty four seven onslaught, and the dragons were finally pushed back. Their bodies fell from the air about as much as the silvery rain, many were mutilated, destroyed and eaten away before they hit the ground, those that were able to between for the last time were seen as the lucky ones.
So, to survive, they went underground and constructed a massive fortress away from the ever hungry thread; big enough for the dragons and riders to live in. Somehow they managed to make the subterranean world work, though the population of the dragons dwindled with not enough space to rise and fly, those of the watch whers flourished however, they were made for the underground afterall. But somehow all managed to live, if not very happily.
That was until one day, as quickly as it started, the thread suddenly stopped. The skies suddenly cleared, the silver erased itself from the sky, and no one knew why. But that was not the most surprising, when the thread stopped, another thing came in its wake. It was a dragon, heralding from the southern continent, and it was not like any of the other dragons.
It was from the between.
This dragon was once normal, until it died and disappeared into the black abyss, for forever everyone assumed. But yet here it was, claiming leadership of the underground weyr and taking its place as the weyrleader. It was no surprise that a clutch was soon on the sands, and before long the eggs shook in their shells. Many fine dragons hatched, but as the last one of the last eggs hatched, the unthinkable happened.
A blue slid from the shell and bounded to its chosen rider, but before it could ever get to the young boy, a thunderous crack echoed the sands. The blue's life was ended with a triumphant scream as the gold between's claws ripped into its flesh and tore it limb from limb; the humans forced to bear witness to the murder of one dragon, and the rebirth of another.
This dragon, this monster, was gold though; and the moment her gaze swung to the man she had chosen, his scream echoed as well as every single mind of the assembled dragons flooded his consciousness. The teen was now a puppet, forced to bend to the will of the mighty golden between as she went on a tyrade against the weyr she had suddenly found herself in command of.
It was no wonder when the senior gold dragon and weyrwoman 'mysteriously' and suddenly died, all knew the culprit, but no one was brave enough to intervene with the onslaught that was golden Azmodeuth.
The question is, what will you do?
Will you live and let the between queen continue her reign? Or will you join her ranks as one of her fellow monsters as she incubates a new and unknown clutch within her own body.
..: RULES ::: DRAGON COLORS ::: ACCEPTING :..[/align]
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