In a time long ago, an age of magic and dragons, there was a city in the sky created by wizards for dragons and other creatures normal humans couldn’t understand. This city was called Gallerié. In this city, there were special wizards known as knights guarded the seven Immortal Dragons and of these knights only four were chosen to become Dragon Knights, and elite group of knights trained by the dragons themselves in the art known to the world as dragoon, the art of the dragon slayers. However, this peaceful place would soon become a battlefield when two groups, known as Slayers and Slavers, decide to attack this floating city and kill the Immortal Dragons and their knights, and then enslave the rest. Some escaped, some were killed, but only two dragons, the Dragon Lord Levis, and the Dragoness Incenda. After the final battles on Gallerié the city cracked and fell to earth exposing the creatures it housed to humans and starting an unending war.

Now several creatures are slaves of many sorts most are workers while others aren’t so lucky. Though a few knights escaped as well they choose to hide themselves in fear of being executed…

"I would never lie to you master" cried the spirit."Then this is a real city?" Said Kinoko "Yes it is currently under war though but I have received information that your parents killers are there."Said the spirit. "The I will find them......and make sure they pay." Said Kinoko as he unsummoned the spirit. "Finally I found them, mom dad I will avenge you." Kinoko cried a tear coming from his eye as he packed all his essentials his White rose staff, Black rose sword, a few herbs that he grew with reviving properties, and his mask. As he put his mask to cover his mark he had a weird feeling he might meet someone and make friends with them."Hmm if I am to meet someone i should bring a gift." Kinoko said as he plucked a skull from the grave it was glittering brightly."This should be perfect." Said Kinoko as he prepared for his journey."I hope i meet someone."said Kinoko a small smile going through his mask as he walked out of the graveyard.

A bare foot kicked out at the burnt remains of a tarnished chair. Muttering to herself, Aaria took in a deep breath, her eyes scanning for any signs of life. There were none. Anger boiled inside of her, causing her to growl in frustration. Once her family had lived in this house and now it was little more than a burnt shell, ruined beyond repair. She had no idea where her parents were, or her friends. She had no doubt that they were dead. Everyone who had lived here had clearly perished along with the house. Furiously, she picked up something from the floor, throwing it against the wall in a temper.

Chewing her bottom lip, she walked from room to room. Her blonde hair shimmered and swayed on her back, loose. Her emerald eyes were sad with grief and despair. There was nothing left for her here. If only she hadn't left to go travelling. She could have protected them without a doubt. Aaria's people were peaceful and wouldn't have meant any harm to come to anyone, but Aaria was a different story. She would fight to the death, if it meant the ones she loved could have been saved. But she had been too late to save them. Too late to even try.

Whispering to herself, she found she had entered her old room. All her things were destroyed, completely ruined. It didn't matter. She didn't need them anyway. Slowly, she made herself to the chest of drawers, where her mirror was balanced dangerously ontop. Her hand ran over the once smooth wood, splinters catching at her fingers, but she didn't care. She vowed in that moment that she would avenge her family and friends and that she would seek those who had ruined her life. Her hand ran across the top, brushing a box. Frowning, she opened it's lid, gently. Surprisingly, the song still twinkled merrily, the dancer spinning around. Transfixed, Aaria stared at it for a long while. Her mother had given it to her, as a present when she came of elven age. Smiling sadly, she looked at the floor, tears welling.

Her fingers explored inside the box, eventually coming across a thin chain, causing her to look up. It was a necklace, given to her by her father when she was a child. A single green emerald surrounded by dwarve's gold. Slowly, she slipped it around her neck. The only two things to have surived the fire. The two things that meant the most in the world to her.

The mirror was cracked and broken, as Aaria looked into it. Shadows moved behind her, cautiously. She tensed, grabbing at her knife on her belt. Her bow and quiver of arrows would take too long to remove from her shoulder. Taking a deep breath, she whirled around. The sight chilled her to the bone. Her mother stood before her, deathly pale, with white glowing eyes. Her head on one side, she studied her daughter. Aaria couldn't move, her eyes were wide and her hand fell limply to her side. She barely recognised her own mother. Slowly, she stepped towards her, reaching out a hand, but her mother stepped away. She opened her mouth, in an ear splitting scream.

The scream was Aaria's as she sat bolt upright. Quickly, she clamped her own hand over her mouth, taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself. It was just a dream. Well partly a memory. But nothing more. Her hand clutched at the necklace around her throat, her other at the box in her bag. She had calmed herself. Often she had these dreams now, almost every night. It was her memory playing tricks, for in the original, her mother had never appeared behind her. No-one had. But Aaria's nightmares reflected what she feared the most and what she could have seen.

"I will avenge you." She whispered, brushing her hair from her eyes. "I will make them pay and put you at peace."

A week has passed since Kinoko left the graveyard. "Hmmmm I forgot to pack food" said Kinoko looking in his bag. "I wonder if I can find anything in the forest around here." Kinoko said as he looked around the forest that leads to the Gallerie. He looked around the forest for a couple of hours until he found a bush of berries. "Wow these look like Necro berries! Theses are excellent foe Necromancers spells but are rumored to be good." Kinoko tried one and then felt dizzy he feel on the ground with a thud. He dropped his staff and it sensed his peril. It quickly ran of to find someone it can trust to help him. The staff worries if it can find someone.

With her father on guard duty at the west gate, now was the perfect time to execute her plan. Tagara felt guilty leaving without saying goodbye, but if she did stop she knew he wouldn't let her go. The only way to bring honor back to the Knights of Gallerie was to leave and defeat their enemies. The girl knew she wasn't strong enough to do it alone, but she would do what she could.

She almost tenderly folded her dresses and stockings at the end of the bed. It was the last she would see of them for a long time. Tossing white-blond hair out of her lavender eyes, she settled a grey cloak over her shoulders. Her wings twitched at the unaccustomed covering, but she ignored it and whispered the words to the illusion spell her mother taught her as a toddler. Tears stung her eyes at the memory, but she couldn't break concentration. A subtle fluctuation in the light around her was the only evidence of the magic's success. "I'm doing this for you too, mom," she mumbled while manipulating her specially designed knapsack onto her back, between the wing joints and headed to the east and out of town. Passing her older brother at his own post, she told him to tell dad she loved him. He solemnly nodded and turned away to let her pass to the emergency escape route. She came out a few hours later on the other side of the tallest mountain surrounding the village. Her journey had officially begun.

In a small village just north of the site known a Gallerie square, which is where the center of Gallerie fell to earth a group of slayers are speaking in front of the town while the villagers are gathered against their wills. "We hear there is a Knight hiding in this village. Hand him over and we will spare all your lives, if not we will kill you all." one say as he chuckled a little before another spoke "Come on just give him up." he smiled a crooked smile and added "If you don't I'll kill you all myself, and take the women." as they all laughed. Just then two hooded figures appeared in the back ground behind the crowd the sound of armor clanking together followed their footsteps as they drew closer to the slayers moving though the crowd and stopping just in font of the crowd and the taller figure of a man smirked as he whispered "Now" and the two jumped drawing blades and cutting down the slayers before turning to face the crowd the man sheathed his sword and said "Forgive us for causing you problems it was never our intentions to drag you into this. However the damage as been down, but this is not the time to be hiding." he paused as the crowd grew more interesting in his words they never saw this man and his accomplice before. "This is the time to fight back, they destroyed my home and brought it down on your heads with out a though of concern for any of you. Yet my people do what we can to help you and rebuild what was destroyed by the fall of Gallerie" as he reached up with his right hand and grabbed his cloak and pulled it off reviling his tall and slender frame with his Katana gripped in his left hand the markings on his armor was a dead give away what he was no Knight but in fact a Dragon knight as the crowd mutter to one another "a Dragon knight here?" "Impossible!" "Incredible I didn't think any survived" the man smirked a little and spoke again "This is the time to take back what was taking for us all." he paused again to let his words sink in to the heads of the villagers "Our freedom was taken and we must get it back" soon it hit them the villagers knew they lived in fear of the slayers as did the creatures of Gallerie. The man was right their freedom was taken and they wanted it back "Yea, kill the slayers" shouted one of them "Yea, lets fight back" said another soon the whole village was shouting for freedom... For war.

Aaria slowly got to her feet, out of the bed she had made between the trees, in the crispy leaves that lay there. She was once again shaken by her dream, but she kne wit was just that. A dream. She had stuck close to the city. She was afraid to leave it, for it held all her memories and all the stories she would tell. Sighing slightly, she stared at the outer walls, where the city had fallen, besides a human town. Aaria had been there for days now, listening and waiting until something came her way, some good news. She was waiting on the enemy to return. But none of them had, not a single one. However, it looked as though her luck was changing...

Villagers in the little town that she was near were being gathered against there will, forced to listen to some men shouting at them. Aaria smiled, picking up her bow and quiver. She slung them over her back, along with her sword, sheathed on her belt. Quickly, she began to silently dart between the trees. She was as quick as a shadow and just as hard to see. But as she ran towards the scene, it changed. A man had slane the slayers and was talking to the people. Skidding, she stopped on the outskirts, frowning to herself. She had wanted those slayers for information. Angrily, she continued on, until she was at the back of the crowd.

Listening, her eyebrows arched, her frown becoming a smirk. She watched the crowd calling for war, shaking her head. Loudly, she cleared her throat and then called, "So this is your army Dragon Knight? To get people who do not belong in this war to fight? I little unjust don't you think?" The crowd turned to her, parting as she made her way through to the Dragon Knight. She stopped in front of him, brushing her long hair behind her pointed ear. "I lost everything when they destroyed our city, but I do not ask for a town, who has no place in this war, to fight my battles. And what shall you get from killing those men? Information could have been gained from them. Useful information." Her tone was angry, she had wanted to use those men and now he had killed them. Perfect.

Glaring at him, she shook her head. "How did you survive?" She asked glancing back at the crowd, for they had fallen a little silent in the time she had been there. "No-one survived that battle and yet here you are. Standing right in front of me. Care to explain how you managed it?" Aaria was curious to know, for it gave her hope that her parents could yet be alive. Her fingers touched the emerald around her neck, she was just hoping beyond anything.

Ikarus smirked and said "Information?" he paused as the women with him removed her hood and said "This is the humans world just as much as it is mine, however if it's information you want Master has it already" her wolf ears standing straight up on the sides of her head as Ikarus spoke again "The slayers gathers once every year at the Castle in the western lands the last castle of the humans kingdoms, as for my survival I did not survive but was reborn from the ashes of Gallerie. Besides many survived due to the efforts of the Knights and myself." he paused and sighed before "If you want to know more meet me by the lake shore just north of here, there is a little cabin there I will explain everything there" with that he turned around facing north and vanished with the wolf girl right behind him.

The staff had been running for hours until it saw a cabin at the lake shore not to far from Kinoko. The staff paused for a moment wondering who might answer the door and if someone did would they be nice and help Kinoko?Or would they steal it and let Kinoko die? The staff took a risk and banged it head on the door. Some one had answered he looked curious as if he was excepting someone else. The staff then felt a great hope in this man hoping that he would help Kinoko before it was too late.

Aaria narrowed her eyes at him. She didn't fully trust him as it was, but she nodded anyway, watching them both disappear. She was worried for the people of the town. She continued to frown and scowl even after they had long gone. She turned back to the crowd, taking a deep breath and speaking loudly. "Do not feel obliged to help this man win a war that will be lethal," She told them clearly, hands on her hips. "You have a right to decide and whatever you choose, well that is up to you." She shrugged, turning away and stalking towards the stable where her horse was sheltered. Storm. He had been her longest friend and she had had him since he was a foal and deserted by his mother.

Storm stamped his hoof as soon as she walked in the door. Smiling, she made her way over to him, tucking her long hair behind her ear. "Hello old friend," She whispered, running a hand over his velvet nose. He was grey in colour, with a white blaze on his nose. His eyes were shocking grey as well, they sparkled. And so he had been called Storm, due to his colour. He was well built, at 16 hands high. Aaria had no trouble riding him, but should anyone else try and get on his back, he would refuse to move.


Nuzzling her hand, Storm made a huffing sound. "Yes, we're going out now," She smiled, rolling her eyes. She knew he wanted to get out of there and stretch his legs, she could read him like a book. Slipping his rein over his head, she didn't bother with the saddle. Bareback was far better for her. Kicking the stable door open for him, she swung onto his back with ease. Clicking and kicking her heels, she urged him forwards. Storm stamped his hoof, before bolting through the open doors and out into the air.

Aaria didn't even hold on, just kept the reins in her hands, so that she could guide him. Aaria knew where the hut was, she had seen it before. She directed Storm there, glancing over her shoulder to make sure they weren't being followed. Storm was at full canter, meaning Aaria had to bend lower on his back, so she wasn't whipped off by the air current. Storm raced on, never tiring or stopping.

Storm slowed to a halt when they came in sight of the hut. Aaria frowned, kicking his side gently to urge him onwards, but he was going nowhere. He snorted, backing up a little. He didn't like it. Frowning, Aaria slid off, taking his reins in her left hand and leading him towards the hut. He resisted, but a reassuring hand on his nose told him to continue. Something wasn't right about this place. The hair on the back of Aaria's neck stood on end, goosepimples rose all over her skin.

She went round the back of the hut, knocking on the back door and waiting...

"Enter." Ikarus said as he turned to the door and said "who are you? Well never mind come in." as he turned back around and a few minutes later another knock came to his door "Enter." he said knowing it was who he'd been waiting for "Aura," he said to the wolf girl with him "get out guest something to drink, I'll he right with her" as he turned to the staff and what would be a stare on his face even though he was blindfolded and asked "What can I do for you?" meanwhile in the kitchen Aura was making some tea and speaking with the lady form before "Miss, I'm sorry if my master seems harsh but his words are true this is their war too," she paused for a moment and poured a glass for her master and the lady, "Master has always put the lives of others before his own, that's what makes him a great dragon knight." she then turned around and placed a glass in front of her and inclined her head as he headed into the next room and handed Ikarus a glass as well "Thanks, Aura" he said still speaking with the staff as he said "I see, so Kinoko needs help, huh?" he paused long enough to take a sip of his tea before added "We'll leave shortly for now I have something... Else to attend to." as he left the staff alone for a moment and when to Aaria, "Forgive me, it seems something has come up." as he placed his glass on the table and processed to speak to her "Where were we? Oh yes, seeing as you came here there must be something you want to know well ask away, Miss." He then sat down at the table and waited for her reply

Aaria entered, after tying Storm to a post out the back. She frowned at the pair before her, crossing her arms. She could clearly see who was the boss around him, but there was no way that he would control what she did. She was a free spirit and she did as she wished. Slowly, her eyes still on the Dragon Rider, she followed the girl. "Aura, that's a nice name," Aaria said, attempting to make conversation with her. She wasn't always very friendly, but she did try. "He might think that his ideas are right and you my agree, but in my eyes this is not their war. They shouldn't feel like they have to fight, but if they choose to, then they can." Shrugging, she followed Aura back out to her Master.

Regarding the Dragon Knight coolly, she smirked slightly. "Hadn't you better go and help him?" She asked, an eyebrow raised as she looked at him. "Put the people first. I can wait for my information." She shrugged, shaking her head. "It doesn't bother me to wait, someone needs your help." She tugged out a chair and sat down on it, staring at him intently with her deep emerald eyes. She didn't drink the tea, she didn't trust them enough to drink anything that they gave her.


"You may be a Dragon Knight, but I lost all respect for them when they lost the city to the slayers." Aaria shrugged, slinging her bow and quiver over her shoulder and laying them on the table. Her eyes were set in a frown as she stared at him. "So go and do what you were born to do and save this guy before it's too late. Because if you don't go, I shall." She shrugged again, leaning back in the chair. She was smiling slightly as she continued to stare. She was starting enjoy this little game with him. He was so high and mighty and she was little more than a wanderer. Once she had been noble, but that part of her life was over. She had long finished with that.

Once her family had died, she had no reason to be a noble anymore. What would it give her? Nothing. She wouldn't gain anything from prancing around in dresses and greeting people politely. What she needed to be was tough and a fighter. Because otherwise, she too was going to die. Just like her parents.

Ikarus sighed and said "We only failed because we where caught off guard. We never expected they'd get to Gallerie. It wasn't until I woke up here that i found out the Slayers had Dark Wizards on their side" with that he inclined his head and stood up "I'm Ikarus," he added as he left the room. Aura was standing off to the side of him before he left and said to Aaria "I'm not his slave, but his student. He gave me my name as well." as she too left the room and shouted back "Thanks for the complement. I like my name as well!" as they both entered the room with the staff Ikarus said "Shall we be going?" as he grabbed his sword off the table against the western wall of the cabin he then turned to Aura and said "Would you stay here and make sure out guest is comfortable?" as Aura replied "No, Master I'm coming with you." Ikarus simply smiled and said "Do as you wish Aura." The two and the staff headed for the door he turned back as the kicthen came into view of the front door he said "Would you like to come as well? Perhaps some of your questions maybe answered." as he waited for her reply...

The staff was sensing Kinoko only had a few minutes left before he was gone and so the staff had to make a split decision use its power to teleport them all to Kinoko or wait? It had decided to teleport them to Kinoko side. As they got there Kinoko looked cold and limp the staff had shown the man to the berries Kinoko ate. The staff then went to a teal mushroom and made line that looked like they were supposed to crush the mushroom into dust and blow into Kinoko's face. The staff hoped they might get it.

Even though Tagara was still far from the human cities and had seen no sign of anyone, her wings twitched in anxiety. She renewed her illusion every day as she hiked closer to where the Slayers guarded the ruins of Gallerie. Her father warned her a million times to stay away for her own safety, but her mother's death proved nowhere was safe and never will be until the Slayers fall and the slaves are free. She was sure most of her mother's family were prisoners if they lived.

Before her anger overtook her, she gazed up to the blue sky between the trees of the Upland Forest blanketing these mountains. In her mind she saw the dragons and faeries like herself flying free in that gorgeous crystal dome. The girl took a deep refreshing breath, and the anxious twitching changed to an eager itch to jump into that dream. How could her mother stand to be tied to ground for years?

If Tagara dared to fly, she could get to the city in half the time it took to walk. Grinding her teeth, she slipped her slender fingers in the straps of her knapsack and stamped trough the moist soil and greasy leaf litter under her feet. "Dad and big brother Kieran would call that recklessness. Even though he wants freedom just as bad as me, he would pluck my wings for doing something stupid." She shuddered. Plucking or destroying a faery's wings in any way was the worst torture imaginable, for faeries' wings are their greatest pride and strength.

Aaria eyebrows arched in surprise. "I still have not yet forgiven the Dragon Knights for the loss of my family," She said in a soft voice, crossing her arms and shaking her head. "It is not a pain I am willing to let go of. " Hurt flashed across her face as she stared intently at him, her eyes never wandering from his. "Aaria," She told him softly, smiling slightly. "I'm sure that it is a pleasure to meet you, I'm just not ready to think like that." She played with the ends of her hair, wondering deeply to herself, frowning at the table where she sat. She'd go out to Storm in a little while...

It wasn't until Aura spoke that Aaria was knocked from her trance-like state. "Oh, you're welcome. But surely there is no-one left to train for Dragon Knights?" She asked, her head on one side as she watched the girl. This one intrigued her, but not as much as her Master. She was truly interested in him, for she wanted to know where they went from here and what happened. Her eyes flickered to him and then back to the girl. "I would have thought that the last of them had gone with our city." She shrugged, glancing away and taking a deep breath.

"Sure, I'll come with you," Aaria said, pushing her chair away and walking towards him. "I trust that my horse shall be safe here?" She asked, looking towards the back door, an eyebrow arched again. She didn't want to leave Storm anywhere he was not protected. She could protect herself. She had a bow and a sword, that was more than enough to stand up for herself. Plus she could fight hand-to-hand combat extremely well. She was a tough match, but not unbeatable. Aaria had her weaknesses...

Her past being one of them. Her fingers lightly touched the necklace that rested against her pale skin. The box still dug slightly into her back, but it was a painful reminder of the truth and what had happened to her. She took a deep breath, steadying herself and looking at the pair she had just met. "So what are we waiting for?" She asked, striding towards the door, just wanting to escape and feel the air against her skin, feel the grass beneath her bare feet. Aaria needed to be free of her crushing thoughts before they destroyed her.

(ooc Sorry everyone Writers block >.<)

(occ Its okay everyone gets it )

Aura nodded her head as he picked the mushroom and said to the staff "I get it! But what did he do?" Ikarus stood there glaring though his blindfold and said "He ate Gin berries." he said as he leaned down to the berry bush next to him "he's lucky he didn't eat the black ones int he center of the bush. Aura just grind it up and blow it dust form it in his face and give him about 30 minutes and he should start improving." Ikaurs smiled a little at Aura as he said this and she smiled back and nodded as she took a wooden bowl and spoon out of her pack and started to grind the mushroom.

Meanwhile at the newly build stronghold a few miles north of the lake the slayers gather though the reason is unknown as one of them speaks "We must find this Knight and end his life. Too many slayers have been killed by him and it is time to end it." as the others shouted "Yea!" and "Kill him!" the shouting sounded like war cries as the slayers started to pour out of the stronghold and into the lands heading south to the small village where Ikarus was.

Back in the woods Ikarus sneezed as Aura said "Master? are you catching a cold?" Ikarus shook his head and replied "Someone was just talking about me." He then stood up and said to the staff "Can you teleport us back to my cabin? something tells me we need to me close to the village. It..." he paused for a moment before adding "It feels like it might be in danger."

The staff nods and teleports them back to the cabin taking Kinoko and his things with them. After a while Kinoko starts to move and begins to wake up. "Wha what happened? Who are you guys? My staff! Then i was in trouble my staff comes to life every time I am thank you.I must repay you somehow. I know I'll give you this!" Kinoko said as he pulled a glittering skull from his bag."I felt I would make some friends on my quests so here take this and I might as well help you on your quest too mine can wait." Kinoko said as gave the skull to the man.