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Dragon war

Flight Games Island

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a part of Dragon war, by HiddenNymph.

were the games are held

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Flight Games Island is a part of Forlorn.

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Vici Ragnarok [0] "To change the world, to a world of equality. That is why I fight."

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"What now? Is it impossible to get rest, even in the after-life?" Interesting, he believes in the afterlife"
"I'm sorry Altrom but your not dead, not yet, your merely dreaming. It's a great place to be huh? I'm afraid your going to have to wake up now, the games are starting in a few hours and you need to be ready. I don't care if you want to or not, your physical self couldn't be in better shape so you have nothing to complain about." The dream world dept shifting, never stayed in one place, It was getting more and more dangerous in here, they had better leave soon. "Haunter I think were ready to leave."
"Okey dokey, here we go!" leaving was always much cooler than arriving, they were blasted into a shining with wall, and into the world of reality. Rogarsh woke up, the sun was just rising on the horizon marking the beginning of the competition, where it all began and where it will all end. Rogarsh lay there waiting for Zindra to wake up and kill him, ahh the memories.

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As soon as Moira had left the room Takeo swiftly stepped towards the window and opened it while at the same time calling for his dragon mentally. He figured he would have a while before he needed to head downstairs if he wanted to meet up with Moira for breakfast. In the meantime he wanted to see how Varjo was doing; after all he had kind of left her to her own devices after he found Moira last night. Soon enough though the immense black dragon appeared next to the window and threw Takeo a puzzled look that seemed to ask ‘Why exactly am I supposed to be here right now?’.
“I uh…just wanted to make sure that you were okay. Especially after all the excitement of last night.” Takeo responded and it was easy to tell that he truly was worried about the safety of his dragon. After all they shared a bond that went far deeper than almost anything else in the world and to have that bond severed is a very damaging thing physically and emotionally. Although it may have been an unnecessary worry Varjo greatly appreciated it as she gave a very dangerous looking smile and grunted her approval.
“Nothing happened after you left for the night. But I will remain on my guard but do not worry if anyone thinks that they can hurt you they are gravely mistaken and will be shortly destroyed.”And with that Varjo dismounted from her perch on the side of the building and left to go finish her own breakfast as well as allowing Takeo to go eat himself.

As he entered the ballroom he immediately noticed that they entire place appeared to be completely cleaned and fixed up from the last night. It appeared as if the staff here was used to dealing with destruction of property, but it also looked like they were prepared to have almost any kind of breakfast item you could imagine prepared. As Takeo made his way to the start of the banquet he picked up a plate and began to fill his plate up with various food items, although it mainly just consisted of fruit and some bread the main reason was that Takeo had never really been a breakfast man and had to usually force himself to eat no matter how little he ate. Making his way to the end of the line he picked up a glass of what he could only assume was orange juice or some other concoction of fruit juice he looked around the room trying to find where Moira was or if she was even down here yet.

He spotted Moira sitting with a few other people and to his surprise she was dressed in her full combat uniform armor and all. Apparently last night really must have caused her to be on edge because there was no other reason why Takeo figured she would be wearing her armor already. And then he noticed that the woman across the table from her was as well dressed in her armor. Jeez it seems as if last night really put a lot of people on edge. Although the man next to the woman was not dressed in armor either. And that’s when Takeo realized that the two people Moira was sitting with were the same two from last night that he had met shortly, a Water nation rider and a Earth nation rider.

“Good morning everyone.” Takeo sat down with his plate taking the seat next to Moira. It appeared that there had been a conversation that ended right before he had come along. But what it was about Takeo had no clue.
“So it seems as if the games will be starting today…” Takeo paused for a moment as he picked up a strawberry devoured part of it before continuing “…are the water and earth nation’s ready to come behind the Shadow nation this year?” A little friendly trash talking wasn’t going to harm anyone and if Takeo was able to get a rise out of either of them it might be able to give him some hinting at exactly how prepared the other riders were. Takeo still had to find out what had happened the previous night, but he felt as if it might be best to wait until the present company had left.
“Oh I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Takeo I am Moira’s fellow Shadow Nation rider.”

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The sun rising was a treat that Rogarsh hardly allowed himself. But he was tired after a full night of activity, and hungry. Where did he even go for breakfast? "Haunter tell me a joke."
"oh so now you want a joke?"
"yes, it would please me greatly, and no vulgar ones."
"aww but all my best jokes are vulgar, fine. Okay, knock, knock."
"who's there?"
"justin"
"Justin who?"
"Justin time for dinner." and she fell back snorting and giggling. Rogarsh chucked and it, it wasn't the best she could produce but it made him smile, and thats what he wanted. He sighed again, life was complicated and it was the little things like Haunters jokes that kept him going on. The sun was now in the sky and he guessed it was about 9'clock. "Lets go to the mess hall for food" he jamp on Haunter who had just stopped laughing and rose over the waves up to the gardens in the middle of the campus*. Overhead he heard the announcement, wow Rogarsh thought still so many riders? Todays little match was going to be at the west mountains, the aim: get a medal (if they could find them, he thought as he chuckled to himself). One of his spies had complete access to the medals and had swapped them out with a special material that would disintegrate slowly when in the presence of a dragon. It was going to be hilarious to see the faces of all the riders when they come back only to be met with a piece of sting. Rogarsh also planned to do a little growing on the mountain, a forest will make it even harder to find the medals. But he was going to have to get going soon.

He walked towards the mess hall, he was to tired to watch for the enemies he had made earlier. Let them come, if they attack me it will be their funeral. The kitchens were not very busy and Rogarsh found no trouble taking a pack of oats for Haunter and a bowl of fruit salad for him self. He sat quietly and ate his fruit while haunter chowed down, neither ate last night. As soon as they finished they headed back to the cave. Rogarsh grabbed all his stuff and shouted to Altrom "I'm off to the mountains, make sure your ready." Got on Haunter again and was off. Today was going to be a fun day.

*He wanted to avoid Zindra as much as possible now.

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Takeo watched as Lexi’s dragon pounced at the newly formed dragon that was in front of Varjo and turned into a tumble of teeth and claws. Takeo was actually just about to take the opportunity to attack Lexi and take her out before he dragon could react but he was stopped by the sound of another announcement coming over the speakers. It had described what the task was going to be and even explained that there were only three hours allowed to complete this task. That is regretful as I would like to eliminate the woman here. But it would be best to give myself as much time as possible. Takeo thought as he took a few steps back and sheathed his blade. Normally he wouldn’t back down from a challenge or stop fighting until either he or his opponent were dead. But luckily for his opponent Takeo had not fully moved into his fighting mode.

“Well Lexi it appears that you have been saved by the metaphorically bell. As much as I would like to eliminate you here and now, it appears that it might in the end get me eliminated because of the time limits we now have.” And as soon as he had finished he was already mounted on Varjo and headed out of the room. Within only a few seconds Varjo and her rider were in the air and already on their way to the starting area. Takeo had noticed that Moira was no longer in the breakfast hall when he had left so he could only assume that she had already left. It sounded like riders were allowed to pair up so Takeo figured that Moira and he would work together but now he wasn’t so sure on that anymore. She had seemed to have changed ever since that first encounter with J. Maybe I will be able to get rid of him during this phase of the competition and at least remove this problem. The man had said that he was part of the shadow nation but Takeo still just couldn’t find truth in the words.

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"WHAT!?!" Spewing half his food all over the ground. "Where did this come from!?! There was only supposed to be ONE STAGE! ARGGGGG." This was a very great upset to his plans, the medal would disintegrate but no fast enough to be noticed by the few who actually pass that stage. He was going to have to take extra measures, not that he didn't want though. Allitle more meddling wouldn't be so bad now would it. But this wasn't going to end well for his eye's and ears (the spies he means). "Haunter, suit up we gotta go now."
"hmm, when have you ever seen me suit up? and why? I'm still eating." she says pointing to her empty bag. she'll use an excuse even if its decades old (like "hey i'm still too small" when she was twice Rogarsh's size). Rogarsh felt if he wrote a book on Haunter he would have the worlds most ludicrously complex book, every time he tried to sit down to write it he got a headache. "Well plans have changed and we must go make some more, and i'll (with great reluctance he said this) let you use the sand transfer technique" he said cringing. Haunter stuck her tongue out and began rummaging through the oat bag she had checked twice already for more oats. Rogarsh was flabbergasted, that book will never be written, not even by the best psychologist in the world. "Well we have to go now."
"Oh you no fun anymore, not since...well ever."
"nice to know your views on me, while i stand here." Again she stuck her tongue at him and stood up (well more like... you know what i mean). Rogarsh jumped on to her back and the pair took off towards the out skirts of the campus and as soon as they were out of sight of the campus, they turned to sand.
"I must see him"
"you cannot demand that"
"I will, I can, and here he is"

As the two sandy figures materialized in the forest, Rogarsh thought, am i in the right forest?

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"Nothing, Zindra's completely blocking me out. not sure how but she is."
"drat, OK we'll have to do a little bit of searching on our own." The forest was green and lush, birds chirping away, each singing its own song. Huge fruit littered the forest floor, and a few of them had bite marks unlike any forest animal Rogarsh had ever seen. They moved silently towards the bases of the mountain where they would have a greater vantage point to see where everyone was. He didn't know how far each player was in the game and he hoped that he wasn't to late to meddle in the first task, "Haunter, lets speed up the decomposition of the medallions hmmm?"
"Finally something fun to do, i would love to see the riders faces when they realize they don't have any medallions left, hehehehe." She sat, concentrated for a few seconds and then got up, it was done. Within the next 10-15 minutes the medallions will slowly breakdown. If he was lucky he caught all the players out, but he would settle for 3 quarter's.

Rogarsh found a nice cave and he and Haunter sat in it. it was overlooking the forest but it was hidden so no one could know he was there. He spent the next 10 minutes looking at the scroll that forest spirit gave him, what could it mean, what did it say, was it a message? a technique? There were so many questions Rogarsh wanted answers to, but he remembered the spirit saying not till sundown or the scroll will be useless. That obviously meant a new technique, but it still could be a message that can only be read at night. He put the scroll away, the medals by now must be nearly all gone, he waited for a sign, any sign. Why wasn't there a sign yet?

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And suddenly Rogarsh got the sign. Now to most people, heck the rest of the universe may have taken a few more years to see it but Rogarsh saw it as clearly as daylight. He saw, a tree. Again and again and again (yea a forest duh! no) it was the same tree, the same birds,nest the whole package again and again. Rogarsh was feeling a little on the edge but he marked that up to his breakfast (you can never trust what people say about the freshness of fruit). "Well haunter it looks like everything's going according to my plan"
"You mean the one you just came up with, that's right!"
"ha ha ha" She was right, he just came up with it. But it was good nevertheless, he knew J. wouldn't be able to attend it (its like when you know your date's not coming). The second stage, the slightly more dangerous one (and by dangerous i mean death defying dangerous), when the other contestants saw what they were up against next, they would need a costume change.

At this point the dog scrappy (remember him from the forest?) Was profoundly confused as to why he had left the forest with a mouth full of delicious mango to be replaced with the most bland, disgustingly without taste, juiciest steak in the history of meat. Now you may think that in this backwards forest that mango is steak and steak is mango, but of course it is. And watermelon is chicken, onions are banana's and i am a fly. There is no reason as to why this happens, it just does, and with the endless time the forest provides no one has been able to crack it. It just goes to show how unhealthy the universe really is (mango for steak? Really?).

Rogarsh was reveling in the glory which is meddling in others affairs and getting away with it while they flail around hopelessly and try to figure out why their pocket is feeling a little lighter. It was glorious, and what made it better was chicken the size of a watermelon on a grill ( special coal, no smoke, no wives storming into the backyard to see why there's smoke in her yard). After the best chicken of his life Rogarsh set off with haunter to the underground bunker which was under the arrival area of the second stage. He wanted to see how many had made it after his medal prank. Twenty miles from arriving he dove into the ground and went spelunking for a while, and found him self in that same bunker. Two of his spies currently occupied it, Jerg and Jrog. Not twins not even remotely connected other than working for him. "Whats going on?"