Fantasy The Fall of Aetherynn [Open]

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{Its rather long i know, its just for intro reasons! hope its ok :3}

Fall
The crimson Matriarch

The day was bright, calm and sweeping with life and after the humans have vanish and hidden away, everything has grown better and calmer. No mosquitoes filling the land bother us...it was the life we have been waiting for centuries, it was the life that she has sacrificed for to see once again and every other that have lived trenched in this volcano. They are finally seeing the sun after so long...and when the sun greeted us for the first time after so long years ago...It was a miracle.
But even with the calm days and the wilderness flourishing, some cannot leave the molten home for to long, they are needed and some are meant to stay behind. At the top of the calm heated volcano lay one dragon, watching over the rest as they soared through the sky and watched around doing there own business. From here she could see the Forrest blooming green and far the ash torn land where the humans once lived and they took away. Resting she was, or so she seem till a small reptile began to crawl along her neck up to her horns and began to bite, another smaller greener individual trying to catch the swaying long tail of the dragon that was sleeping, a wingless rather larger hatchling resting against the dragon side, and lastly a golden colored howling at the sun....yea welcome to her life.
"Coal...please stop munching on thus horn you see..."
"What is Thus?"
"....Just stop- Mirage...stop the howls, you are to howl at the moon not- oh never mind"

Fall soon began to yawn loudly making it more like a roar than a yawn out of all things, stretching her wings and body as she stood up on her hind legs. Like a sentinel on guard the towering red dragon looked around as her eyes looked upwards noticing the small dragon on her head still biting on her horn, with a sigh she said "Ok my darlings we have to back to the nest, i want no buts this time, especially you coal, don't want to see you even trying to sneak out of my sight again" she commented as the hatchilngs would growl and deny such thing but they had to do such as there mother says. Going on all four Fall began to slowly walk down the volcano's side with three of her children following and one...still biting on her horn. Her days of caring the children still exist but compared to decades ago it was way calmer than ever, in the past she needed to care for many more at the same time with of course the help of the other mothers as they all worked expanding the dragons and growing stronger. "Mother why dose coal get to have free rides? why we have to walk?" One of the small dragons asked as they follow, not enjoying the fact one of there siblings where having the time of his life, "Because he knows he will be punished, so this is his last "Fun" time till tomorrow"
"What?! Wa-wait no! i-"
"Coal...you have tried to escape, have lie to me and your siblings...the corner of shame must be own by you now"
Fall commented with a smile as the three following began to laugh and giggle while Coal, one of the troublemakers of the nest, began to groan as he just lay on top of Fall's head knowing he would be placed in the corner of shame, no hatchling in the nest would dare wish to be stated to be in the corner of shame...it was, the shameful act.

As the small group walked down the mountain, down the small passage way in to the ravine where many nest of dragons where placed and home to many still. Once reaching her nest, there where many eggs still, some of different color's representing there type but not just eggs, but hatchlings resting and some playing with there brethren as adult dragons walked and watch over them,fed them and cared for them while Fall was not here. Reunited with there siblings the four ventured with the rest...but one...Cole walked towards corner of the nest and looked back with a sad expression before sitting down and watching how his siblings rested and had fun.
Fall knew this was a light punishment, but sadly it had to be done, they must behave and know that not to lie or sneak in to the dangerous world outside...

Fall would walk around the nest, counting the eggs and children making sure all are here and in perfect numbers, and it seems they are.
"Coral any news?"
Fall asked as a small pink dragon would fly by her and land in front only to say "No Ma'am, besides the successful hunt by hunters and as well the usual scouting parties, all is in order and thus nothing or urgency for now"
"Good, lets hope to keep it that way"
Fall said as the small pink dragon would quickly fly off in a blink of an eye as she flew inside a opening right beside the nest where the eggs and hatchlings are. Fall began to walk towards a large opening besides the nest, it was rather dark seeing no magma would shine in only the one surrounding the nest, here is where she kept collected artifacts of the humans, there where many, most burnt slightly but in rather intact conditions as most where collected when the attack on the humans ended and the ones to this day are still being found for her. Most are ones that she has seen or been informed humans use: Steeds of metal,bows of iron,pellets of fire and so on. She has discovered what some do like, the bows of iron: They work by a hallow metal spike full of dust, and the bow itself instead of pulling a string, it would hit the spike, causing the dust to set a flame and fire the spike out of the bow...its like they harness the power of her dust she can do and make it throw objects instead but this dust was...grey and was less "Boom", humans have change a lot..but turn weaker. Most of there "Bows" work the same way; Dust,fire,boom. Is that simple and she has manage to replicate it rather accurately but she has yet to see those "Ballista" they have, much bigger versions of there bows but fire bigger spikes and those spikes explode instead...she made sure to tell scouts to keep a eye out for any they could find and arrows for it as, these bigger ones have brought worries.
Fall was in her "research" room, tinkering with a "Ball of never ending fire" she dint know how they work but when a electric dragon touches..it lights up! but they where to small for her so coral usually helps her with smaller human artifacts. Using a "Lighting rod" from the humans, coral would screw in the light bulb in the lamp as she hold the end of the cable and tada! it light up.
"...Hold it for a while coral"
Fall said as she began to tinker with this artifact.

Naturas
The healer
Down the rich green land, not far from the string of fire stood beside the nearest lake inside the green Forrest, Not to far from ashfields, a walking gift of nature admired the lake, gathering small lily pads that she came across near the lake. Naturas was a notorious healer in the dragon's side of things. She healed many dragons who where lightly wounded in the battle with the humans but not that, as well heal multiple sicknesses. And that is why she was here, Looking for a specific type of water dwelling lily pad that is the last ingredient for her medicinal cure. It was a "Nirn Lily pad" rather rare, it was a green lily pad like most but instead its green was very bright, like that of a juvenile plan but it was rather double the size of a normal one as well. But with all the many and her inability to see, she has to rely on picking up one by one and making sure it is, and they where in water, not allowing her to "see" them perfectly.

She was busy, been here for around 45 minutes looking at green plates, hoping to find the right one, she dint want to jump in the water as if she did, the waves would move the lily's away and further off making it even harder to look for or even worse make them drift in the massive body of water where she cannot go, or even worse, accidentally break the right one. Sometimes she grab fishes, sometimes boots and other random items when reaching in the water, even to the point using her tail to reach farther out. But right now her task is to look for this lily to cure "Element's sickness" a rather uncommon diseases that effect dragons of any type, causing them unable to use there elemental properties and changing the scale color of there face in to a dim cyan. If the dragon IS a blue color, its a red instead. It was not of any harm but rather annoying and sickening. It mostly effected the older dragons do to age. But it had a cure and she had 3 sick dragons with it, as such she needed this lily if she manages to find it.​

Percy & Tiamat​

Percy & Tiamat​

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Vaeros
The day had proven fruitful for the elegant blue dragon. The calm, clear skies only spoke of good omens, and the forest was riddled with life on these days. It was one of those times where he could simply relax and take a stroll through the woodland he was so enraptured with. Fresh, green earth, good hunting, and he was always under the cool, dappled shade of the trees that inhabited the area. He couldn't get enough of the fresh, clean air these days, especially now that it was rid of the filth of human scents. Well, not completely. It seemed that the humans were to become more of a pest than he had thought, taking to hiding underground like sniveling worms. It was a shame he couldn't simply dig them out with his abilities, they were craftier than to simply dig into the earth as it was. Lining their shelters with tough materials, reinforcing them heavily. They couldn't have built that during the attack, so they must have beforehand for some other purpose.

Vaeros flicked his tail slightly in irritation. There was no use dwelling on it now, it'd only annoy him further and remind him of the near eternity they had spent living underground. It had been difficult to spend so long in the Lu'z nests located along the largest volcanic chain of the continent. The heat, while tolerable, was nowhere near as pleasant for him as the cool, fresh air he breathed now. The smoke wasn't that great for the earth dragon either, but still, tolerable. Vaeros paused his walking and thoughts when he detected movement in the forests he wandered in, glancing over to spy the culprit with sharp eyes. It was merely a lithe deer, eyeing him with curiosity. It probably noticed the similar antlers the dragon sported, and he snorted slightly in mild amusement. He'd let it go. He had sated his appetite earlier, and it never did well to over hunt. The wildlife needed time to repopulate, a lesson his own kind had learned themselves long ago.

There was no use milling about any longer. There was work to be done, and too much of it to do. He turned and quickly darted out of the forest, making haste back towards the nest. He would be of no use simply wandering around outside all of the time, after all. While he did not make it there quite as quickly as a dragon who could fly would, his body was built for speed, and so he covered distance on the ground efficiently. It was only when he reached the entrance to the Lu'z nest that he discovered something amiss. A faint scent of lavender wafted towards his nostrils. Except lavender didn't sprout up around the lava flows surrounding the volcanic chain. His eyes narrowed, feeling something was clearly amiss as he walked into the nest entrance. "Why does it suddenly smell like flowers in here?" Vaeros questioned in the dragon tongue as he made his way through the nest. He was still too far away to spy the human defiling their home with his very presence.

Alva
Alva flitted lazily about in the Laboratories underneath the Ashfield. He organized some of the research files, as well as archives of their past, and started organizing his own recent research. Sketches of terrifying beasts and little notes about their appearance dotted the pages of his notebook as he slowly tore them out and placed them into tattered binders. He glanced around his workstation, and frowned. The laboratory had much to be improved on. As of now, it was more a glorified archive more than anything else, little scientific research could be conducted aside from field research on the dragons, and that was his least favorite thing to do. Very much unlike his partner, Percival. Well . . . partner was a bit of a stretch. He was more of a co-worker than anything else, and they had little to no interactions with each other aside from maybe comparing notes now and then. Percy was the one often begging to go out into the field as often as he could, and the higher-ups had no quarrels about that. Except now, something seemed off to Alva.

While Percy usually was gone for long stretches of time, he was gone much longer than usual for this outing. Had something happened to him this time? If he didn't come back soon, Alva would have to be sent out on extra shifts to make up for lost time, and he certainly didn't want that. Alva sighed and slowly massaged his temples in frustration. He couldn't exactly be surprised if Percy managed to die out there. Alva glanced toward the town center, a small frown gracing his features. He'd give Percy maybe an extra day or two, and then talk to some of the other inhabitants about it, see if they knew where he was at.
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Fall
The crimson Matriarch​

Aya-May​

Aya looked around the giant cave, bored out of her mind, someone was supposed to help her to get her to control her fire, but she was sick of waiting. Other dragons her age would have their elements down pat by now, but she was a bit slow and the dragons that have wings would also have the flying thing down, Aya sighed and got up and stretched, before walking off, she looked around again and snuck out of the cave entrance, well, if nobody was going to help her, looks like she is going to have to help herself, she thought as she ran into the green forest, hoping that nobody spotted her, that's the last thing she needed. Aya stopped for a moment and looked around, it's not her first time in the forest, but every time she's in it, it always seems a little different, she dashed off into a nearby clearing. She tried and tried and tried but she was never to be able to stay in the air for more than a few seconds, Aya wasn't the most patient dragoness, she quickly gave up and decided on target practice, she knew better than to aim at the trees (A lesson she had to learn last time) so she aimed at the rocks embedded into the ground. Aya did miss several times, but she did hit her target for the most part, proud of herself, she went back home, only to notice something odd, what is that smell? She wondered, a flower? Aya had no clue but went and followed the strange smell. Looks like other dragons had the same idea, Aya was not much bigger than the average human man and due to the fact she couldn't fly, she can't see what was going on, it was driving her mad not knowing.

Rosaline
Ro watched as the younger kids cleared out and the older ones walked, she sighed a little as the older children started messing around, she didn't have time for this, some of them are taking their tests soon, so she didn't have much time to teach them things "O-okay, can you all q-quiet it down? W-we don't have t-time for t-this!" She sighed, thankfully, the kids listened for once and settled down, Ro watched them for a moment before starting the lesson. Ro taught kids from the age of 5 to 12, in the mornings, she taught 5 to 9 year olds and in the afternoon she taught 10 to 12 year olds, the 12 year olds stayed a little longer as they were due to take their test soon, which decides their future. Unlike classes years ago on the surface, there are no mid-term breaks or summer holidays, this mainly gives the kids something to do so they don't wreck havoc all over the place, they did have those holidays for the first year or two down there, but that stopped as the children got bored very quickly. The lesson was going well until the kids started messing around again and talking, Ro just sighed, yes some of the younger kids tend to throw tantrums from time to time, but the older bunch were much, much worse "K-knock it off w-will you?!" She stuttered, the kids just laughed and some of them even flipped her off, that sort of behaviour wouldn't fly during their apprenticeships, but Ro was just too soft, was it even wise to place a 19-year-old in charge of 5-12 year-olds? She wasn't sure as she bit her lip nervously, but it could be worse, she could be a soldier or a researcher, so she really shouldn't complain, she has it easy.​

Percy​

Aya watched Tiamat for a moment before fluttering her blue and turquoise wings, despite her colouring, she was a fire dragon, she quickly walked over and climbed up, and saw Percy, instantly knowing what that flowery smell was, never seeing a human before, her tail flicked and walked around him "Is that what a human looks like?" She asked, sitting up on her hind legs, like a meerkat, she was only a few inches taller than him "He's kinda ugly" She commented in dragon language, before circling him again, , her tail continuing to swish, being careful in not to hit him, due to the dark turquoise spines on her tail that can do some serious damage and she knew Fall wouldn't be happy with that, even though it would have been an accident. Aya then stopped walking and just watched him, wondering if she should clear off before she annoyed someone, she does have a tendency to annoy other dragons rather quickly, though she wasn't sure if that was just her or them.

"Does it have a name?" She asked, sitting down, her wings twitching yet again, trying to limit her questions, knowing that asking too much can, again, annoy someone. Aya watched Percy, she heard him talking earlier, but she didn't understand a word that he said, not knowing what he was talking about, by the sounds of things, he doesn't stop talking.​

Fall
The crimson matriarch​

Aya watched Fall, before nodding "Okay, I won't say anything" She said, at least she knows when to keep her mouth shut, so that's a bonus. Aya continued to watch Percy, she wanted to bombard him with questions, her curiosity getting the better of her, but, now wasn't the right time, she thought, as she blew a small amount of smoke through her snout, right into the human's face "Oops! Sorry! Force of habit" She exclaimed, wait, why was she apologising? She wondered, meh, seemed like the most polite thing to do, once again wondering if she should clear off before she accidently roasts him alive, that would probably be the best option right now, she thought, taking a few steps back, Aya had never felt so awkward, this is worse than trying to fit in with the other dragons her age, oh well, best get going before it gets more awkward, but something was stopping her from just leaving, she wasn't sure what though.​

Arkadia still had not adjusted to the lack of fresh air underground, and although her life was saved and she was comfortable as was allowed – she still mourned for a breeze. Being a dragonsmith, she frequently led groups of soldiers to the surface in search of materials, and an excursion was long overdue. Not only for provisions, but in addition for the gulps of clean air she savored. Besides that, the penetrating rays of sun, warm and comforting. Those trips not only afforded her with materials but also a profound nostalgia that calmed and lit ablaze her soul.

Before they had been forced to retreat underground, Arkadia was a feral spirit that cherished the wilderness. Hiking, mountaineering, snowboarding, she loved anything outside that gave her a thrill. Those were only hobbies, though, as her true zeal and monetary surety was her finesse at crafting armor and weapons. During that time, it was not as genuinely required as it was now, and typically she sold her wares to collectors and those fascinated in authentic armaments. When the dragons attacked, she was merely eighteen years old – a young woman with an old soul. Now, at twenty-five, she felt much older and weathered. Although the exposed nerve of fright, panic, and uncertainty was now numbed into compartmentalized chambers of her consciousness – she was still everlastingly altered and embittered.

Within the stronghold of Springhurst, she spent most of her time crafting, or training. It was a given, that due her profession, she was expertly educated in the art of melee, and the brandishing of a sword. Because it was her vocation before the attack, it was explicable she had more familiarity when it came to the fundamentals of blacksmithing; although the assimilation of dragon’s claws and hides were still alien to her, she had many accomplishments when it came to combining the two. And when it came to melee, she was also well versed in not only the flourish of a sword, but additionally, the techniques of hand to hand. She was incredibly physically fit – due to her extreme sport lifestyle from the surface life, and her body was akin to that of a marathon runner. Although, the last several years she had lost a small amount of muscle tone due to not being able to exercise as freely, she looked even more carved, because of the loss of fat due to a restricted diet.

She ate a mild breakfast of dry oatmeal, and meat with a strong cup of thick coffee. She could not go without coffee, and would even barter her own creations for it. Then, while most were still sleeping she headed for her shop, on the outskirts of the underground civilization. Her routine at Springhurst was dedicated, and strict – always focused on the task at hand: providing armaments for the population. It was conceivably their best bet at fighting back.

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Ro jumped slightly, a little startled, watching the kids eyes widen in horror before settling down, what was his problem? She wondered "I'll be r-right back, d-don't b-break anyt-thing" Ro stuttered before leaving the room, quickly catching up to Aaron "H-hey what's y-your problem? Did you h-have to s-scare them l-like that?" She asked, clearly not impressed with his scare tactics, though she did have to admit, it did work, but that didn't justify scaring the living daylights out of them.

Aya went up on her hind legs and looked around in bewilderment when she heard Vaeros' voice, she hated it when dragons used that tone, it scares her quite frankly, she very quickly spotted him before creeping away from the human, knowing that he might tell her to get away from him in a moment, her tail dragging and her wings drooping, still wanting to bombard him with questions about the human race, but with Vaeros around, that wasn't a good idea, not to mention that he wasn't in a good mood. The young dragoness finally decided to scarper, quickly climbing down and leaving, not wanting to see what might happen next​

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Rosaline

Ro sighed as he walked off, she wasn't cute! She thought, though she knew her face was bright red, she quickly walked back to her class, were to her surprise, the kids were behaving themselves, for once. Some of the students were staring at her, well, she was as red as a tomato, some started to question her on why she was red but Ro shrugged it off and got cracking with the lesson. Ro sighed when the kids left, she quickly cleaned up and left as well, before going to her room, which she shared with other caretakers to figure out the next day's lesson, same thing, different day to her but at least she has a little peace and quiet due to nobody else being back from their jobs yet.

After a while, Ro was happy with the lesson plan before leaving the room while other people started to come in, she hated being around a lot of people. The other people in the quarters didn't question her, she had always been shy, she preferred to wonder around aimlessly in the shelter and maybe help out other people with their jobs, ranging from sorting stuff out or taking one thing to one end of the shelter to another, no one really understands why she does this, but it just gives her something to do.

Aya-May
When Aya left the other dragons with the human, she was a little surprised when Zerontyr flew up to her, almost not understanding what she was saying, but she did catch on pretty quickly "Light? What li-" She asked before something caught her eye "Oh, that light" She sighed, looking at where the glint was coming from "Do you want me to check it out?" She asked, looking up at Zerontyr, her wings fluttering, taking a few steps towards the glinting light, smoke blowing through her nose, tempted to fire a fireball at it, but refraining as she didn't know what it was, not wanting to possibly hurt another dragon.​