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Qeo legs trashed about as he slept, grimacing and groaning, obliviously being assailed by some nightmare; the shadowy silhouette of an ominous figuring towering over him like a monolith, the only thing clearly discernible was a pair of piercing crimson eyes, an eerie blue glow from his wings, and a blade on its tail, a blade the same shape as Qeo’s emitting the same dim red light. The dark one grinned forebodingly; teeth and claws stained red, but never said a thing just growled, and no matter how fast Qeo ran he couldn’t escape it, those eyes followed him relentlessly, stabbing him, making real all his fears in this world of darkness, and revealing in his panic. He could see his mother in the distance, dimly lit, he’d cry out to her, but she just kept getting further and further away until she disappeared and suddenly the dark one was standing in her place.

“Mommy dond go” he whimpered in distress rolling one way and then the other, until the stress forced him awake, breathing heavily, eyes darting around taking a moment to realize that it wasn’t real, but even still he trembled, especially having spotted the serpentine tail before him, which caused him to tense up; Sola’s presence however managed to calm him a bit. His other side reached him through sleep, striving to break his mind; because of this his sleep was rarely restful.

Sola dreamt of her homeland, of hunting and battling. It comforted her as she, in her dream, sat high above the rest of the planet. Qeo played with the near-by flames, while Tambia and Rowan argued in the back ground. Loki and Rann seemed to be having some conversation that she didn't understand...

A kick to her rib cage startled her awake just as Qeo calmed down. She rose her head sleepily, but sook off her drowsiness when she realized Qeo had had a nighmare. "Hey there." She said calmly. "Its ok, nothing is gonna get you Qeo, I'm here." Some reason she felt like adding, "Plus, I promised to help you find you mom, and I never break a promise. Why don't we get something to eat?" She said, standing and nuzzling Qeo.

Loki had dozed off, but the sound of nuts hitting leaves and branches woke him up. He looked down to see Tambia in her humanoid form, throwing things. He quickly flew down to join her. "I'mnotsurewhatthepointofthrowingthingsis, buthey, whateverstirsthemind. How'dyousleep?" He asked cheerily.

“Dose eyes” Qeo said softly and shuddered, he felt like they were always watching, burning “aways wadching”. He looked up at Sola gratefully nodding, he believed her, but he felt like his mom was in trouble the dark one would never let him see her; that had to mean something. “I beweive you” Qeo said simply livening up a bit itching to get back to the search, but getting something to eat sounded like a good idea as he hadn’t eaten anything in a while, because he couldn’t hunt. He could easily go days in between meals fueled by the abundant energy stored in his tail alone, but needed something more substantial at least a couple times a week to keep his strength up. He had been a scavenger readily eating whatever he could find, but sometimes after a blank out he’d find himself at a fresh kill with nothing else around and that seemed like a very lucky thing to happen upon, and he had never thought to question the odds of that. He nodded eagerly standing up “okay les go” he grinned shaking off the bad feeling of that reoccurring nightmare.

Tambia looked up after hearing a familiar annoying voice “there you are” she interrupted “I was wondering where you got off to… thought you might have gotten yourself eaten, but it’s good to see you still flapping about. You know someone of your miniscule size should really stick closer to the group” she ceased throwing nuts, she hadn’t even realized she was doing it really, it had been more a reflex going hand in hand with daydreaming. “Oh…No point” she said simply “I’m just bored and if I don’t keep my hands busy in this form it drives me a little nuts sometimes” she divulged glibly,“okay I guess” she shrugged when asked about how she slept “kind of hard to get a nice deep sleep with so many potential loose cannons hanging about you know?”She was mostly worried about the little indigo one, but kept that to herself. He may have looked harmless, but she wasn’t convinced; she had been hearing about Kenyans unsavory deeds her life, and this one… He was of the same kind. She would be keeping an especially close eye on that one…

She shook her head and faced Loki again, pushing those qualms aside “I went of looking for food earlier and found a whole group of these big green and black stripped—Sub dragons? No I don’t think that’s what they were-- but they were kind of cool looking and there was a bunch of them. So that was cool I guess, Tey're the first living things I’ve seen around her besides you guys. They helped me find things to eat. It’s crazy that there’s nothing I recognize here. Makes me wonder even more about where the heck we are… everything is just so different here” she ranted, and then looked out at the others “hey guys, I come bearing gifts, I gathered lots of fruit earlier” she pointed to a pile of yellow oval shaped fruit on the ground “you should have some if your hungry, it’s actually really good, and I can get more if that’s not enough” she was attempting to push that in hopes that she wouldn’t have to watch something get killed, which she honestly didn’t like to see. She could understand the need for it to some, but that didn’t mean that she still wouldn’t try to curb it.

Darik stood on his hind legs as he over looked the jungle that spread beneath the tree he was perched on. Long gouges were carved into the bark from when Darik had hauled himself up the tree, which was a ancestor of an oak if he remembered correctly. Darik huffed, overly annoyed that he had been sent to do this of all jobs. He was to scout out the area, and report back any findings.

He had been briefed on the area. He was on a planet known as 'Earth,' but according to its timeline it was in the beggining stages of its life. The world was roamed by large reptiles known as 'Dinosaurs,' but Darik didn't really care. According to Anthanaisia's reports, the Shard of Braivery was in this place.

And I get stuck with finding it. 

Regardless, Darik had sworn his allegance in return for revenge. It had been worth it.

He was now high in the tree because he could have sworn he saw other portals... which shouldn't be right. He was informed on everyone sent on this expadition, and would be informed if anyone new arrived. The thick jungle hid everything from sight, however, and it annoyed Darik greatly.

A loud buzz came from over head, and Darik glanced up to see what he beleived was a dragonfly flying over head. True to his briefing, it was much larger then what he was used to. Darik reared back, a cruel smile spreading across his face as he spat his venom at the creature. His mark landed, and the insect dove out of the sky with a inhuman screech.

Just then he heard roaring, but it didn't sound native. Dragons? Darik thought with disgust. Anthanaisia had promised no dragons would be sent until needed. Angry at the idea of being lied to, Darik climbed down from the tree and began to hunt.

Grace was back in her bird form, looking for Kinto. Dumb eyes. Everything is so blurry. Grace accidentally got smacked by a tree branch. "Why did it have to be a forest! " Grace missed the organized streets of the lonesome city. At least nothing stuck out to hit her in the head.  Grace decided to get some sleep, but almost immediately she corrected herself. I have to find Kinto first. He might've gotten hurt. Oh no, what if he gotten killed? Or what if- Grace, cut off the next thought. She was going to exhaust herself faster. But the area was too big, and she landed peacefully on a thick branch. She started humming a song that Kinto taught her when she was younger. Grace had forgotten the words, but it still gave her comfort. After a while, her golden orbs gave in and she slept.

Sola nodded in greeting an Tambia, her ears flicking as she listened. The fruit on the ground did not, in the least but, look appatizing to her, but she went to sniff at it out of respect.

"Idon'teatfruit." Loki said rapidly as Sola sniffed the yellow citrus looking things. "Ieatbugsandsmallrodents."

Sola's nose wrinkled. "Yeah... thanks for the thought but uh, I'm strictly carnivore. No offense but that stuff...." Sola shuddered. "Look, I'll go hunting for something small for me, and Qeo as well if he wants anything."

Sola's eyes narrowed. She didn't trust Tambia, but she wasn't about to take Qeo into the strange jungle without knowing what could harm him. "Can I trust you to watch Qeo for fifteen minuets?" Her posture was tight, almost as if she were daring Tambia to say no.

"I'mgoingtogocatchmesomething." Loki chirpped, obliveous as he flew off.

Tambia folded her arms affronted by the rejection of her offerings “hmph, fine go and act upon your primitive desires then” she uttered curtly, trying to pretend she wasn’t bothered, but gagged internally at the thought of them killing and eating something raw. “I personally think those of us with higher intelligence owe it to the world to be more civilized than that” she added condescendingly. Qeo had joined Sola in sniffing the fruit and actually tasted one “see the kid gets it” she nodded in approval, only to gasp as he spit it out right after “nod vewy good” he stuck out his tongue from the sharp acidic tang of it. “Maybe not” she sighed shaking her head in disbelief. “Oh well, I tried” she shrugged dismissively ready to be rid of them.

That is until Sola asked her to watch Qeo. Part of her wanted to refuse, but the part that was staring into those intense yellow eyes was stricken by hesitance. “Fine” she growled grudgingly “he may even return to you in one piece” she added jokily, grinning “but seriously, you can trust me; won’t let him out of my sight. Won’t lay a finger on him” she was telling the truth, killing a kid was just something that didn’t sit right with her. At the same time her voice lacked any semblance of enthusiasm. Yet something about those eyes was compelling her to comply.

Sola nodded, breaking eye contact and flicking her ear dissmissivly. Sola glanced at Qeo, laughing at his reaction to the fruit. "I'll be back alright? And when I come back, I'll have some meat for you to eat rather then that." She winked at Tambia, trying at humor. "Trust me, to me that isn't food. That would be what food eats."

A wicked smile on her face, Sola back tracked to the cliff Rowan had fallen off of earlier. She opened her wings, the soreness from its dislocation was fading. She launched into the air, the steady fast-paced fwamp, fwamp, fwamp, following her as she flew. Once she caught an air current, Sola began to glide, circling over the jungle in search of prey.

Everything she saw was to big. She needed something smaller to carry back for Qeo. She had enough power to carry something half her body-weight comfortably, so she hoped to find something around 200 pounds.

When Sola saw a heard of deer, Sola circled, selecting her target. Let the hunt begin.

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Loki, meanwhile, was sitting on a branch observing the not-so-small ants of this world climb up a tree. They were every bit as big as a dragon-fly as they marched. Interesting...

Darik's tongue flicked in and out as he stalked through the brush tracking dragon-scent. Several times, the so called 'dinosaurs' came near him, but Darik simply hissed and watched them flee. Its good to be top-dog. He growled gleefully in his mind.

When he neared the source of the scent, he paused. He could hear the voice of a girl, and a youngling, but nothing else. The area reeked of Demon as well, which Darik had met when he joined Shard. From the sound of the voices, Darik put two-and-two together.

He had been informed that unstable portals had been popping up randomly. These unstable things sucking in whatever was near, and spat it out somewhere else. No doubt these creatures were portal-jumpers. Great.

Darik approached closer, cursing the nearby thorns as he shoved through them. When the other creatures came into view, Darik smiled. The young girl was most definatly draconian, but whether she was dragon or drake was unknown. Either way, Darik liked what he saw. She seems strong willed. I bet she be fun to play with.... Darik thought evily.

"What do we have here?" He said darkly, coming out of the brush with his had low, swaying as he walked like some great komono dragon. Darik's eyes were locked on the draconian smelling creature. "What is a pretty little thing like you doing out here so... alone?"

Qeo wanted to ask Sola why she wouldn’t take him with her, he didn’t really want to be left with a stranger, but his own timid nature got the better of him causing him to simply nod and utter “awighd” faking a smile “can waid” he was looking forward to a good meal since it had been awhile since his last one. Tambia growled at Sola’s offhanded remark, and huffed “carnivores” shaking her head resentfully, but said nothing more, even though that had been an obvious dig at her; she wouldn’t give the cat the satisfaction of seeing her chafed. Sola vanished over the cliffs after a moment, no doubt to soon be mauling some helpless creature to death. It was hard to tell how long she would be gone, and now Tambia was stuck watching a kid she wanted nothing to do with. However, sometime opportunities presented themselves as nuisances; this was her chance to find out more about him.

Tambia waited until she couldn’t hear the cat’s wing beats anymore, and then immediately left her spot against the tree to approach Qeo; who was rather disappointed that Sola had left him behind, he had been hoping to watch her in action on a hunt and maybe get a chance to learn some things. He was so preoccupied in looking longingly after Sola that he didn’t even notice Tambia’s approach until she spoke. “Alright out with it—what’s your game?” she demanded abruptly, Qeo slinked away a bit, sitting up and tilting his head confused “whad game?” he asked in slight alarm, wondering why this stranger was approaching him as if he had done something to her. “Don’t play dumb with me, I know you’re up to something” she affirmed accusingly “I don know whad your tawsing aboud” he folded his frills back retreated a bit more, wondering who this was talking to him, her voice sounded like the blue ones, but this creature was different. She didn’t look as intimidating, but he was worried from the tone of her voice that she’d attack him; he tensed up. “Alright then how about this—who’s your father?” she demanded, intent on giving him the third degree “I don know” he shook his head “sure you don’t—it’s Kenyan isn’t it?” she stabbed at him verbally “never med him” Qeo divulged sadly “who’s Kenyan?” he asked nervously in response to her intense expression “oh please, like you don’t know who that is. Everyone knows who that is!” she declared annoyed, but didn’t feel the need to explain as she was convinced that he knew “you may have that demon chimera thing Sola fooled, but not me. I see right through you. Your kind is always scheming. What are you up too?” She slapped her tail on the ground impatiently causing Qeo to slink back some more “I don know whad your tawsing aboud” he repeated, started to become frightened. What had he ever done to her anyway? “weave me awone” he whimpered “I jus wand do find my mommy.” Tambia’s expression softened at that, there seemed to be an guiltless sincerity to his words, but it was difficult to trust coming from an omnichannler “Alright, you’re clearly not ready to talk” her tone became kinder “but I’ll be watching you kid, so don’t try anything” she warned “I know you’d love to stab us all in the back, but you won’t be getting any of this energy” she pointed her thumbs at herself and then proceeded to walk off, taking her true form, and helping herself to a large amount of the fruit she’d gathered, since it seemed that no one else was going to have any. Staring daggers at Qeo all the while, who just crouched low to the ground looking confused, unsettled by seeing her transform, revealing that she was in fact the blue one from earlier, and left to wonder what she had been talking about, and what it had to do with him. Why was she interested in his father? Why did it matter? Being stared at was making him feel insecure, he just wanted Sola to hurry and return.

Tambia didn’t trust him; she had herself convinced that he was up to no good as a result of having an interest in and fear of Kenyan, from having been inundated with stories about him all her life. At the same time she wouldn’t stoop to bullying a kid around to get answers. She licked some juice off of her lips, annoyed at herself for even being so fixated on such a thing as long as she kept her distance, did it even matter what he was? She sighed, bored already, watching a kid wasn’t her thing, she itched to make good use of her new found freedom and use it to travel, see new things, everything she’d been barred from doing back home. Not to mention, find out more about her current situation; ending up on a completely different world.

She moved back to her tree, laying down figuring she might as well get comfortable while she waited for Sola to return ‘that cat better not take too long’. Qeo soon relaxed out of his crouched stance, seeing that Tambia was standing a comfortable distance away and went to amusing himself by batting a piece of fruit around, and chasing after it. He heard something move out in the thorns just then only shortly after he began to play, it sounded very large, and like it was getting closer; giving him pause. He hastily retreated into the tall ferns and concealed himself therein.

Tambia watched Qeo’s sudden retreat ‘what’s his problem?’ she wondered, about to call out to him and remind him not to wander off as the last thing she wanted to do was go chasing after him. Before she could even speak another voice sounded off instead, causing her to stand up immediately, facing the direction it had come from only to see a huge dragon-like creature pop out of the thicket, no wings, maybe he was of the saurian class? No, probably a sub dragon; it didn’t matter; she figured he wasn’t of her world anyway, so trying to figure out his species was simply an exercise in futility. What was important is that he looked like he could be dangerous if he was hostile, so she kept her distance, but showed no signs of being intimidated, even though she was; it was hard not to be in the presence of something like him, his scales were so black it distorted his very form.

“Who said I’m alone?” she retorted astutely, in a thinly veiled attempt to bluff “—and maybe I could ask you the same thing” she straightened up boldly, and swishing her tail. Sometimes just presenting one’s self as being cool and confident was enough to stave off a potential conflict. She’d already sized him up, and knew it would be a waste of time to fight him, she could tell she was no match. If the situation turned south, she would run, confident that the lumbering giant before her was no match for her speed. “I wouldn’t go looking for trouble around here, you may find more than you bargained for” she taunted, she realized she should have probably kept her mouth closed, but the adrenaline rushing through her veins invigorated her, it made her lose impulse control and masked her anxiety. She stared him right in the eyes, grinning, and taking a few daring steps toward him, really trying to sell the notion that she knew something he didn’t.

Darik smiled as he pulled completly into the clearing, flashing his teeth in a manner that was far from friendly. So, the girl was draconian, and he eyes her beast form with a gleam in his eye. "Well, I sure don't see anyone else around her, now do I?" he said, gesturing around them. He omited the information he had heard an earlier voice.

He attempt to intimidate was amusing to him, almost... cute. His smile curled up larger. He had been keeping his head low, in a preditory stance, but now that this female was trying to intimidate him; Darik pulled his head up, arching his long neck over as he looked down at her. He moved sideways, trapping Tambia between him and the cliff as he bullied her with his size.

"I'm here because I want to be, princess," he snickered, "And I am the ruler of this place." He had no doubt now she was a portal jumper, and he figured some fun could be gained from this experiance. "And trust me princess, I can handle you just fine." He paused, shifting his weight. Normally, when portal jumpers got in the way, they were either killed or forced to join Shard, but Darik liked this one so far; toying her was more fun than killing anyways. "So whats your name princess?"

Tambia flattened her ears back as he came completely into complete view, revealing fully his immense size to her and menacingly flashing his teeth. There was no doubt about it now--this guy wasn’t like the others; he posed a real and present threat to her. Now was not the time to show weakness to this overgrown reptile, it’s just what he wanted to see, and she would not allow him that satisfaction. The adrenaline coursing through her helped her maintain her cool even under pressure. “Are you sure?” she asked defiantly “for your sake you’d better hope you’re right” she perpetuated her bluff, keeping her eyes locked on his; not allowing her anxieties overtake her, as she prepared to beat a retreat.

Her eyes widened for a moment as he moved to block her ‘darn it’ she thought alarmed ‘he cut of my escape route… not good’she was beginning to feel the credence of the very real and present peril, behind her there were only cliffs; oh what an unfortunate time to be a creature of dragon blood cursed to lack wings; and a detestable reminder at that. She wondered if he intended to back her over the cliffs as it was pretty obvious that he was toying with her from the way he grinned. That seemed like something someone like him would do, or maybe shove her over. Individuals like him disgusted her, pushing others around just because they could; drawing pleasure from the anger, sadness and fear of those they assaulted. The worst part was that there really wasn’t a thing she could about it, and feeling so helpless vexed her like nothing else. “Sure you are” she spat incredulously indisposed to allowing him to shake her, still believing that confidence was all it would take to back this brute down “so where’re your subjects then, huh?”

She looked around trying to ascertain a way out of the precarious situation she was in. She gazed at his back, wondering if it could be possible to jump over him, the height looked doable, but was it smart? He could probably block such an attempt as it happened. She clenched her teeth, her options were dwindling away at that moment, and she knew it. If it came down to the choice between meeting teeth and claws and falling to her death, she’d choose the fall. She didn’t like being toyed with, and being bullied around only lit a fire within her. She narrowed her eyes hissing at him “Stop calling me princess!” she demanded stomping at the ground agitatedly “you have no idea who you’re dealing with!” her failing impulse control was getting the best of her “I am a warrior you great dolt! My power is beyond reckoning; do not tempt me to demonstrate it on your scaly hide”,‘what am I saying? This is crazy; I’m going to get myself killed… I could really die. Got to think of a way out of this before he attacks’ her ploy was crumbling with each word, but she stood her ground, determined to beat him at his own game. “I am Tambia of the Dragest, and I will not be toyed around with” she growled, rearing up in a feeble attempt to make herself look bigger. ”What do you want? Stop taunting me and just spill it already!” she demanded, her nerve was failing, she could feel it, but she was too stubborn to let it show; if she was going to go down, she refused to do so cowering like some defenseless whelp.

Darik laughed, a rumbling growl that was far from friendly. "Well princess, it would seem I'm looking at one of my subjects, since your in my world."

He huffed, then looked away as if bored. "You know, you won't stop Anthanaisa, you and your portal jumpers don't have a shot at getting the shards." He eyed Tambia out of the corner of his eye. "By all means, your free to try, but I'd rather not kill you. I'd hate to mess up your pretty little face, princess." Farik moved closer, pressing his body mass towards Tambia. "Of course, you could always join us."

When Sola got closer to the deer, she saw that they weren't... deer. At least, not as she knew them anyways. They all had spots like yearlings, but it was obvious there were adults in the group because of the smaller fawns. But it didn't matter to Sola, food was food. Tucking her wings, Sola divebombed and caught a medium sized buck on the back. The animal collapsed under her as the herd scattered in every direction.

Sola had snapped the creature's back, but she knew it wasn't dead. Sola finished off the deer-like creature, before spreading her wings and taking the base of the creature's head in her mouth. She then took flight, strugling at first to get into the air, but thankful she could get to the sky from this cleared area. Now to head back...

The setting is flexible, and will change as the characters move from world to world.

 

Currently, the portals are leaving people in the middle of wild, untamed jungle. The forest around you is so thick, any sunlight that filters through is a dark, shadowy green. The weather here is unpredictable, raining one minuet and crushing its inhabitants with heat the next. To add to the treachery of the landscape, you are perched on the side of a mountain, challenging every step you make with crumbling stones and jutting cliffs. Beware of your surroundings, The Order of the Shard are not your only enemies here. This planet is inhabited by dinosaurs, as it seems the portals have dumped you into some sort of prehistoric earth.

 

Now, you have one decision; up, or down?

 

The space and time continuum has been thrown wildly out of order, causing portals from across the universe to rip open at seeming random times. These portals cause a violent reaction in the area around them, sucking in all near by beings through and dumping them into a new world, in a new time. It is up to you to figure out what is going on, and how to survive in this uninhabited and hostile world. However, you are not the only one in this journey. Creatures from all sorts of other worlds, some which you could not imagine, have been pulled to this planet as well.

 

The reasons for the disturbances are not as random as you may think. An organization, know as The Order of the Shards, or Shard for short, also inhabits this planet. They are led by a woman who goes by the name of Anthanaisia, who believes that her cause is the only way to save the universe. She is seeking out the seven split pieces of the Great Crystal, and with its power she plans to destroy all the current worlds and create a new, perfect one.

 

But the shards are well protected. It is up to you and the friends you make to find the even crystal shards. The Shard of Bravery, The Shard of Faith, The Shard of Sacrifice, The Shard of Will, The Shard of Passion, The Shard of Vitality, and The Shard of Hope. With these shards, you can restore the Great Crystal. With its power, you can stop Shard and return everybody to their proper times and dimensions.

 

But it is not as easy as collecting the pieces. You will be racing against time itself to find the shards before Anthanasia, or perhaps racing to gather them for her. These shards will test you in trails to prove you are truly worth the honor of possessing them. Will you be able to pass the ultimate tests of character?

There isn't a whole lot of history right now, as the history is made by the characters.