(ooc: Sure)

Sorel, ever alert, saw the motion and rolled to one side. Heat blasted up into his face. He saw the other man turn at the sudden noise and Sorel recognized him. "Night!" he shouted. Technically he wasn't supposed to use guild names anymore, but seeing as Night had quit a while back it hardly mattered. He'd have to use some of his pull here. He was wishing he'd learned his actual name. At the very least he might need the help with sudden appearance of this dragon. It was also a bad idea to steal from guild members. Even ex-guild members. It could mean all sorts of trouble and Sorel was hoping Night didn't want that sort of trouble. Sorel managed to get to his feet and hold his ground to the dragon. "This isn't any of your business scales." He told it.

"Haha." menace laughed. "It is, as it is Scarlets buisness. I am Macils, how you say, dragon."

Sorel looked at him and then he saw the mark. "You're not," he sputtered, "Are you one of the chosen of Photios?" He could hardly believe his luck. He hadn't started looking and yet here was a dragon with a similar mark only with a different element. He shrugged off the cloak to reveal his right shoulder and the mark it bore.

"Macil has no idea, but he will in a second." With that, Menace ran over and picked up Macil. "You and I are the same." Menace pointed to his forehead and then to Macil's. "You can't be serious," the young dark haired male said. "Well, I guess you can. Shall we travel with Blaze?"

(ooc: I googled Sorel just for the heck of it. He's a shoe brand XD. I just made his name up but that's funny)

Sorel was a bit overwhelmed still by the sudden theft, attack, and realization. "Okay let me get this sorted in order," he said, "I would like my things back. How do you know my guild name? Oh, and what the heck do you know about all of this?" He shifted his cloak back into place and crossed his arms. He would have to apologize to Scarlet about being late, but he needed answers.

Macil handed him the bread. "I know about as much as you. And when I was in your guild, I was Night."

Sorel accepted the bread and returned it to his bag which he pinned together where it had been slit open. "I didn't I was so well known by the time you left," he apologized, "You were pretty good. That's how I already knew your name. I saw you in the guild once or twice." He paused and looked at the dragon. "As for the information about our situation I was asking scales here. Do you have a name or should I just keep calling you scales?"

"Menace, scales, same thing." the dragon shrugged. Macil spoke, "Im macil, but you can call me Night. You?" He held out his hand to shake.

Sorel nodded. "Okay," he said, "Menace it is." He shook his head to Macil. "Sorry guild rule is too ingrained into me. Or maybe it'd be more appropriate to say Redic beat it into me. Don't call me Blaze either. I quit the guild. Guild names are void now. So it's nice to meet you Macil," he said offering a hand. Then he turned to Menace once more. "Now Menace," he said roughly, "What do you know about our lot in life?"

"If by your lot you mean you and scarlet, all I saw was the mark."

Sorel groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I mean what do you know about what we have to do as Photios' chosen. My dream was years ago and he was a bit vague on the details." This whole situation was incredibly frustrating. Sorel couldn't say he was pleased with Photios. He had a way with turning your world upside down and not giving you many details about it.

"Ah. Simple, the bad guy is coming, the good guys tell us to stop him and gives us powers. I remeber something about when we met up with our human, or dragon, a seal would be released. So we would be targeted. Wait, where is Scarlet?" Macil while macil was explaining things, a fireball almost hit Sorel, but Macil tackled him. "Not safe here! Gotta go! Come with me to find Scarlet!"

Sorel sighed, a habit that seemed to be occuring with increasing frequency. It didn't sound like they knew much more than he did. "Scarlet's getting food why?" he asked. No sooner than he asked, Macil knocked him clear of a fireball's path. "Thanks," he gasped trying to force air back into his lungs. "I'll take the lead," he managed to say as he got up. He grabbed Macil's forarm and darted through a now dispersed crowd. He headed for where he had seen Scarlet fly off to. The general direction implied that she'd gone to try hunting in the forest. Chances were she'd need assistance by the time they got there. He drew his saber as the cleared the city's outskirts.

Macil flipped his sword out of it's sheath and ran on with him. Menace was enjoying the fight. He was shooting white flames and clawing them as hard as he could.

(ooc: My avatar is an attempt at creating Sorel...I suppose it works)

Sorel searched around madly for his draconic companion. "Scarlet," he called, "We've got trouble! Where are you?" He was surprised by how panic he felt. He didn't think he'd bonded at all to the little dragon but his current emotions were telling him otherwise. There was danger and he was worried for her sake. It was odd. Sorel had only been concerned for himself and this was new to him.

Menace was holding them off, getting the hang of his new powers. "So if I do this and then this..." he heard a satisfying snap as the dragon's spine was broken.

OOC: hood idea. I'll try it in a while

ooc: ack! sorry i've been gone so long! XP

Scarlet had just finished what was left of the boar when out of nowhere an arrow came whizzing by her head, causing her to duck down and avoid more that came after. Growling, she turned around to face a crowd of 5 dragons and a couple humans; both with arrows pointing straight at her. "Who are you? What do you want?" she yelled

Instead of answering the humans released their arrows but this time she wasn't as lucky avoiding them. One grazed her cheek while the other hit her right on the wing. She roared in pain and, unable to fly away, started retreating into the forest back towards where the city is but not before she breathed a huge ball of fire to distract her attackers. As she was running she thought she heard her name being called by a very familiar voice. "Sorel! Is that you?" she called out

((oh yeah! sorry about that. uh just forget that they exchanged names before, my last post will be the official introduction))

Osmund frowned at first but decided that the truth was the best way to go; people will be finding out about them soon enough anyways "I was chosen by Photios, who marked me with the symbol for ice. Same as Corin. The world is becoming a much more dangerous place, that is probably why you have been attacked." Osmund stopped and gave them a piercing stare "Or is there another reason they were after you? You both smell of ancient magic. What are you two hiding?"

(( ))

Aquilo eyes widened slightly at Osmund's answer, but he now knew that these two could certainly be trusted. He grinned cheekily at the older dragon's suspicious questions. "Well, old-timer," he answered flippantly, raising his claw so that his mark was in full view, "why don't you tell us?"

"After all," he added, turning serious again, "you seem to know far more about this than either of us."

Osmund scowled at the 'old timer' remark but forgot all about it when Aquilo showed him his mark. "I see now. That makes perfect sense..." he mumbled to himself. He looked back at Aquilo "That is the symbol for wind. We are all the same and that means that we must all stick together. Tell me, what do you know about Kakios?" he asked.