Welcome to Dragons of the Elements, a fantasy roleplay site. First established in December 2007, the site has since been relocated twice. Take flight as a powerful Elemental dragon, one of their Creations; or even their human or elven Rider! If you need anything feel free to contact a member of staff. Besides that, make yourself at home, and enjoy your time here at DotE!
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Sons & Daughters
Criss, son of the Water and Fire Elementals, is an angry and conflicted young dragon with a buried heart of gold. While many dragons are most at home in the sea or the sky, Criss prefers to keep his feet firmly planted on the ground, thank you so very much. But if he could only embrace his Water heritage, he would find that he can breathe underwater just as well as he can breathe air!
"Maybe," Darkflame replied, with a frown. "But why would they want to fight? I suppose they can't die, so there's not that fear. But surely they must care about their Creations? I know Icarus does, and it sounds like your Creator must as well, especially given her element."
Though even as she spoke, she knew that her words lacked any real meaning. Yes, Icarus and Fazoola were good Elementals, who cared about their Creations. But Shendu? A warlike, bestial creature? Earth, with her rage? The world was far less harmonious than Darkflame had been led to believe, and she didn't like it one bit. Poor Selgar, her dear friend, stuck with such a monstrous Creator. He would never be able to go home again. While Darkflame did not think an awful lot of the ice, she had grown to understand what it was like to lose your home; your life, everything you knew. She felt a sudden great wave of sympathy for her stoic friend.
"Yeah, if we're right, it's going to be pretty terrible," she said quietly. "But at least our Creators will look out for us. It's nice to know they have our backs, so to speak, if conflict does arise. And let's face it, we always knew it was coming. Shendu's demonstration was proof enough."
D waited in silence as Darkflame came to the same conclusion he had reached. She was no fool. While they were rather fortunate to have kind Elementals, not all Creations had it as good.
"Fazoola will do all she can but she did create me to be her Ambassador. I'll most likely be in the very thick of any conflict, carrying messages for my Elemental and gathering information. I'm not afraid to fight, if I have to. Doesn't mean I'll enjoy it but I won't beg for mercy, either."
Fighting, naturally, led to pain and death. Both of which had happened too much already. D let a thoughtful rumble.
"Yes, the good thing is that we won't be caught unawares. Things would be so much worse if we were. This whole Ysera situation wouldn't have been so bad if we had only known about it."
Even as he said it, the Life Ambassador knew how silly that was. If they had known about Ysera's reaction before it happened, they would have tried to prevent it, rather than doing damage control.
The first stretch of the cave lasted a while. Same old, generic cave, which he assumed was the trend for all the entrances. Well, it would only make sense. Were there other entrances? Icarus found it to be a safe assumption, if Dragonsdeep was truly used for the first war and however many other disputes. That would only make sense, but they probably weren't accessible to him... in theory. Before he could even consider delving into another territory below ground, he wanted to know for certain that he was even more familiar with the area than Ysera ever was. Every crack, crag, questionable liquids seeping out of the walls... everything. Oh, need to use the restroom? answer the call of nature? empty your bladder? take a leak? There's a cozy pit five tunnels ahead and to the left, but if it's an emergency, two tunnels to the right will do, if you don't mind others watching. It was rather close to the nearest tourist attraction, after all, and not the most private of places.
A light chortle came from his parted lips at the strip of monologue that ran through his head. He had already achieved such familiarity with the initial entrance, so in the mean time, why not entertain himself with such thoughts? As if this cavern was comparable to any of those human establishment. Humans were just so silly like that. They weren't exactly savvy with darkness, yet they tunneled through caves, did they not? "They use those fancy tools to see through this blasted darkness," he mumbled to himself, before another round of laughter rumbled in his throat. "Did I just curse myself? Silly, silly me."
Darkness's claws clicked noisily on the cold stone - another source of entertainment. "They wonder how they get through life so easily - well, no, most don't wonder - but I'll tell you why. Opposable thumbs. Imagine a world where I had opposable thumbs. Me. Why, I would be unstoppable! What would they be trying to stop me from doing, though? Wrecking... other territories?" A small grin lifted his features, and comparative to his earlier mutterings, which had thus far been white noise to any other dragon, a clearly audible chuckle came from his parted maw. "Now a human with no thumbs, that must be rough," he continued, his volume increasing ever so slightly. "That's more crippling than losing a sense. Apes are stronger, anyway. That's it. Next Rider will be an ape with no thumbs." Icarus chuckled out, "What a sick, sick joke... but those are the funniest, aren't they?"
Boy, didn't he make great company for himself? Why hadn't he thought of this sooner? He was brilliant! There haven't been enough dragons telling him that lately. Not that such grovelling was typical, but it would be well earned!
"And over here to the left are some rocks, and surprise surprise, there are also some rocks to the right," Icarus chided suddenly to his current entourage, only bothering to swing his head side to side to observe them. If only the others could appreciate these rocks in this cave as much as he did... "Oh, silly me, I forgot to turn the lights on!"
Until that point, every dragon on board the tour had been peering into a black nothingness, attempting to latch onto whatever light that poured in from the wide yawn of the entrance, which had been greatly constricted as they delved further and the passage began to narrow steadily. The shadows cast onto the walls, on the faces and backs of dragons all retreated then. While no literal light shone, edges became more defined and in some odd, colorless way, the path around the party began to brighten. Though they could see now, the dragons appeared gray scale, save for a slight tint that the remaining slivers of light allowed. The Dark Elemental's legs had turned a pitch black, the shadows swirling restlessly about them, bringing causation to his feet that had seemingly been lost altogether to a sea of black.
Icarus never faltered in his stride, as such an exercise of power was second nature. A crooked grin broke out on his face then, fangs flashing brilliantly against his dark figure as his lips pulled up. A hooting cackle bounced off the cavern walls, but his voice dropped beneath the echoes as he whispered to himself, returning to his quiet chuckle. "Turn on the lights. What would... what would he have to say about that? Taking his job? How awful of me. Oh, but he would still be happy. Always happy."
The walls of the cave rolled by like waves, swerving in and out to slowly, but surely, close in on them. Some of the larger dragons now, though still able to pass through just fine, were forced to break from their social lines so as to comfortably continue on. This was about the time that he had ceased his scouting, Icarus realized with a sobered expression, as he could no longer hear the ticking of his own claws nor feel that feedback of sharp against hard. Instead, the tips now sank a little, and upon dragging his paw along, he felt something familiar that made his heart flutter in his chest: soil. Not only soil, but damp, too. Not quite the same as what was once in the territory, but something close to home.
He was back to attention, then, stopping in his tracks to take in the spectacle ahead. The tunnel began to open up suddenly, like a clearing within a cavern. Splashes of neon colors lit up the area, spilling from a variety of plants that were in the area. Blue mushrooms that grew off of the walls; a shimmering pond in the middle, reflecting all the various lights off of it; similarly bright blue grass gathered in patches about the earthy soil; then flowers of varying color, size, and shape among them.
"Well, isn't this cozy?" He approached an enormous flower off to the side, if it could be called that, which easily reached his torso. It was largely pink, though speckled with purple. When he craned his neck to look over it, taking a deep sniff, the petals began to open, revealing rows of teeth circling the inside, encouraging the Elemental to draw his head back. Mocking the accent of a British man he had once seen, Icarus chimed, "My, those are some pearly gnashers! I dare say they're more brilliant than my own."
"Well, I hope you don't get too caught up in the conflict, D! I don't want anything bad happening to you."
She became aware of a muttering nearby and, after a moment's consideration, realised that the sound was coming from her Creator, Icarus. Darkflame looked over at him. Giggling, laughing, muttering to himself...what did he have to be so happy about? Perhaps he was putting on a brave face for the rest of them. Yes, that sounded about right.
After a louder chuckle than any which had preceded it, he embarked on an audible tangent about humans and...apes?
"What are apes, D?" she asked, turning to her companion.
From what Icarus had said, she supposed they were probably some obscure subspecies of elf; or a rare race of humans. Stronger than humans, he'd said. So why had she never met one of these "apes"?
The Dark Elemental drew the shadows to himself, and Darkflame watched as the shapes around her became more distinct. There were quite a few dragons, she noted. Hardly surprising. Even if you only considered Icarus' Creations alone, there were a fair few of them, and naturally they were keen to explore their new home.
If it could even be called that. Darkflame considered a sad little pile of rocks to her left. If this was what it was going to be like, perhaps she would ask permission to move to the Life territory permanently.
D smiled gently at Darkflame. He wished he could appease her more but what could he say? He couldn't just stay completely out of it because then he wouldn't be Fazoola's Ambassador, now would he? The large orange dragon was about to speak once more when he realized that the Dark Elemental was talking to himself.
The Life Ambassador listened with idle curiosity and he heard the strange word, too. He cocked his head thoughtfully.
"I've no idea what an ape is, Darkflame. Funny word, isn't it, though? Ape, ape, ape," the Life creation said, trying the word out on his tongue, though up to that point he had been using his customary communication of telepathy.
As Icarus drew the shadows to himself, D began to look around a little more. The darkness hadn't bothered him as he could still see fairly well but the light was a nice touch. There wasn't much to see, really. D hoped that he didn't get lost in the tunnels or anything like that. He didn't fancy an adventure quite like that.
Dragonsdeep was far too different from his own home for D to ever be comfortable there. He paused to sniff at a blue mushroom that jutted out slightly above his head.
"Maybe we should find a Light creation or something. They may have an ability that'll help us see better. Oh, look at that, Darkflame. I wonder if its drinkable?"
Having switched back to using telepathy, D flicked his tail towards the pond, cocking his head with interest. He wanted to have a good look around first before he did anything silly. What if some of those pretty flowers were poisonous? He recognized none of them and the mushrooms, too, were new to the orange dragon. This area was the first to offer strange things to learn about and D was eager to do so but not so eager to get into trouble or get hurt. *** Samantha
Icarus had stopped in his tracks. Darkflame looked up, noticing- to her surprise- that the tunnel opened up rather suddenly just ahead of them. The cavern which met her gaze was filled with a variety of coloured plants, brighter it seemed than any she had seen in past, although it was rather difficult to tell in this dim light.
"D!" she exclaimed, but he had already noticed, if his examination of the blue mushroom growing above his head was anything to go by.
"Maybe we should find a Light creation or something. They may have an ability that'll help us see better. Oh, look at that, Darkflame. I wonder if it's drinkable?"
She followed him into the cavern, nodding vaguely at his statement. The small Dark Creation was far too entranced by the strange underground garden to do much more than that! The rock beneath her feet had been replaced by damp, soft soil; a sensation welcome to her tired paws. The walls, which only a little way back in the tunnel had consisted of reasonably uniform stone, were here a combination of crumbling dirt and worn rock. Dark blue and azure mushrooms sprouted from the soil...and were those green ones, over in that corner? She wandered over to check, wondering at this strangeness. She'd seen red mushrooms for sure, so it wasn't the intensity of the colour which impressed her. No, it was the faint shimmer coating the surface of each. At least, Darkflame thought it was a shimmer- again, the lighting made it difficult to tell- but if she was correct, it made them look a lot more like; say, butterfly wings, than fungi.
"It seems a waste," Darkflame said, hurrying back towards her friend; "that this has been here all these years, but nobody has been around to enjoy it."
D flicked his tail, lightly touching his friend's side, "Well, it is no longer a waste. Dragonsdeep belongs to Icarus now and, as long as these things aren't dangerous, dragons can come and go as long as Icarus pleases them to."
D breathed in the damp dankness, not so pleasant to the lungs but at least it was air and different from the still air of the tunnels thus far. He stepped closer to the water now, allowing the tips of his claws to get wet. He didn't plan on drinking any of it, still wary. Nothing seemed to jump out and say "danger" at least. He looked back at Darkflame.
"I wonder if there are other gardens down here or if this is the only one. I mean, with this water, the mushrooms and flowers make sense, at least. Darkflame, do you think there's any sort of prey down here?"
For his friend's sake, D certainly hoped so. Or else, what would Dark creations and their Elemental eat? The orange dragon didn't fancy a diet of mushrooms and flowers, that was for sure.
"They don't look dangerous, D. Do you think they are? It's not like they could bite or anything...I mean, I wouldn't eat them, but they must be okay to look at!"
She examined the mushrooms more carefully, noticing the delicate patterns of spots on their undersides. Beautiful, they really were. Perhaps she could live here comfortably after all, so long as there were more places like this! She still wouldn't be able to see the stars though...
At D's next statement, she blinked. Her head rapidly snapped upright as the words sank in.
"There must be, surely," she said. "But you're right, we haven't seen any yet. But if there are those...strange things, near the entrance, then surely there must be other life here as well, right? Besides, now that the entrance is open, we'll probably get rabbits and all sorts down here before long!"
Darkflame did like rabbits. They were much bigger than lizards, birds could outfly here, and a deer was far too much for her to consume in a single meal. But perhaps she, D, and Selgar could catch some deer together some time? Maybe Quintus and MoonJem as well, if she could find them. That would be nice.
D shook his head slowly, thoughtfully, "Well, I was just thinking. Fazoola told me of some plants that are poisonous, not only when you eat them but if you touch them. Sometimes, they even give off deadly spore when breathed in. Though, we've been here long enough, I don't think these mushrooms or plants count."
The orange dragon padded over to his friend's side, gently touching his snout to her ear. He hadn't meant to alarm his friend.
"Of course, you're right. Most prey don't have any sense. They'll come in here. Who knows, maybe there are rabbit warrens or something."
Darkflame quickly moved away, casting the mushrooms one final worried glance. At D's touch she softened, however, and brushed her tail against his foreleg in response.
"Rabbits aren't very smart, it's true," she smiled. "I didn't think of warrens! I mean, I knew they lived in warrens- I just didn't think about them leading down here. That would be amazing. If there were rabbits here, maybe it would be alright to live here after all. I'd still want to visit you and the others, of course."
The others. Darkflame wondered where Selgar was now. It was strange: he'd always been her strong, smart, reassuring friend, and then after the Shendu incident...well, she'd felt a need to protect him! She hoped that he was feeling better. At least Quintus would be able to take good care of him. They owed the Air Ambassador a lot, really. She made a mental note to properly thank him some day.
"Besides, I like the sound of your Elemental," she added. "She seems like one of the good ones." *** Tag! 27th
"Of course! Whenever you feel like a visit, let me know. Maybe we'll find Selgar and Quintus, huh?"
At the mention of his Elemental, D beamed with pride. He loved Fazoola, not only because she was his creator but also because she truly was a lovable dragon. She was kind and wise and he had found nothing about her that he found difficult to like...unlike some Elementals. The orange dragon looked away for a moment, casting his purple gaze around at the other dragons with them, exploring this underground garden. Then, his gaze fell on Icarus and he smiled.
"Like Icarus. I mean, I think he is a little...different but in a good way," D said.
Darkflame's smile broadened at the mention of her friends. Yes! She could see it now: a nice little gathering in some secluded clearing, dappled patterns of light rippling across the soft earth, maybe with some wild toadstools scattered here and there. They could catch up on what had happened in their lives since they last crossed paths; hunt together, perhaps play a game or two also! The only problem would be finding them all...she supposed that Quintus and Selgar wouldn't be too difficult, given that Quintus was an Ambassdor, but what if they wanted to find MoonJem as well?
"Oh, Icarus?" she said, finally registering his last comment. "Yes. He's been good to me. When Selgar disappeared- he was with us, but then he suddenly had to return home- he was acting odd. So Icarus agreed that I should report back to him when I found out if Selgar was okay. He really cares about how we are, if maybe not quite as much as your Creator- I mean, Life is her element, after all! But Icarus is definitely another of the good ones."
D was pleased to see his friend lost in happy thought for a moment. Too many bad things had happened lately and if he could brighten her day then so be it. Perhaps, after he had explored Dragonsdeep and reported back to Fazoola he could gather up their friends to get together sometime. Darkflame certainly needed it and he would love to catch up with the others as well. He flicked the tip of his long tail thoughtfully.
"Yeah. It surprises me that only three of the ten Elementals have Ambassadors. One would think that they'd like a dragon that could scout things out and deliver messages when things got...difficult between them. I mean, that's what we're for. I would hope that this whole incident could show them that," D said, flaring out his wings slightly to encompass the grotto they were currently in.
"Really? Only three of them? That does seem odd...I imagine it must be a lot of work being an Ambassador, though. Maybe not many dragons are prepared to step up to the challenge?"
Darkflame doubted that she would be. Flying alone to lands unknown, through dangerous conditions, communicating with more hostile Elementals...it sounded like it could be incredibly dangerous. Especially when it came to the Ice territory- the Dark Creation had never been anywhere so harsh! Those fearsome winds and air so cold it burned...how could anyone bear to live in a place like that?
"Maybe...there will be more Ambassadors assigned soon, anyway," she said, at length; "since there have been quite a few issues lately."
"Yes, being an Ambassador can be difficult, or so I've been told. Since I've been created Fazoola hasn't had to use my ambassadorial powers much. Of course, I also imagine that being her Ambassador is a bit easier than being Ambassador for, say, the Ice Elemental. Though, that could definitely change. Fazoola hates conflict but she won't stand by if she believes she can be of service."
The orange Life creation cast a glance at Icarus and, deciding that the Dark Elemental would not be heading off any time soon, promptly sat, long tail curving about his legs. He looked down at the water thoughtfully for a moment, before looking back up at Darkflame. The exploration of Dragonsdeep, while still quite young in progress, was certainly helping his friend. While the loss of the only home she had never known would not completely fade, he felt sure that the Dark creation would do well for herself.
"This place is...very unexpected. Obviously, no one, other than the Earth Elemental, knew it was here. Then, its just so...different. Darkflame, what else do you think could possibly be down here?"
At this last question, D rose his head and slowly swiveled it around to take in their surroundings. He caught a glimpse of another dark passageway and narrowed his eyes slightly, pondering what lay beyond the darkness.
Samantha: And Paradox was amazing Dae! I enjoyed writing Adutaine opposite them. =)
Apr 23, 2018 12:02:57 GMT
Samantha: I get that Blazeh, no worries. <3 The site is pretty dead, it was just me and 27th and we couldn't keep it going on our own.
Apr 23, 2018 12:00:45 GMT
DaeSiggil: Oops, I know I haven't often helped by disappearing as I did. But still thinking about this place! <3
Apr 18, 2018 16:11:08 GMT
Verridith: Hey hon, love you guys but haven't seen anything happen since 2017 ;A; hope all are well! But have to remove you from BTACD's sister sites. I'm sorry! </3 </3 </3
Apr 6, 2018 12:22:38 GMT
Samantha: Exactly! It can be tricky, back home most of my friends are just from school, university or work. xD And it was lovely. They were all so lovely, the ones I was with spent the whole time talking about history, it was fun and edumacational.
Sept 30, 2017 10:02:29 GMT
27th: Wow! You got to have dinner with the authors? Making new friends is always nice. I know that struggle as I don't socialize like my peers.
Sept 12, 2017 18:00:11 GMT
Samantha: that great at doing haha (I don't like going out to parties and stuff, which seems to be the main way people my age socialise.)
Sept 11, 2017 23:11:00 GMT
Samantha: -looks at timestamp on last reply- Eeeek, apologies for the delay! But yeah it was AMAZING. My favourite author signed my favourite book, and we even had dinner with the authors one of the nights. Plus, I made some new friends, which I don't tend to be
Sept 11, 2017 23:10:37 GMT
27th: That sounds very cool! I would have loved going to something like that.
Aug 20, 2017 21:03:22 GMT
Samantha: It just means 'science fiction and fantasy.' So it was a conference for authors of these things, and scholars who study them!
Aug 19, 2017 21:10:27 GMT
27th: Glad you had a good time in Sweden! What is SFF?
Aug 11, 2017 16:08:48 GMT
Samantha: Sorry for the disappearance. I was in Sweden for an SFF conference- it was pretty cool!
Aug 11, 2017 10:48:27 GMT
Samantha: It's sad, yeah. We need more members to have more staff, we need more staff to keep the place active, and we need to have the place active to get more members. Sort of a vicious cycle. =P
Jul 31, 2017 16:46:13 GMT
Samantha: The problem is that the main person who likes to run contests, Riv, also has a tendency to disappear. xD And I don't have the time and the energy to run this place proper on my own.
Jul 31, 2017 16:45:38 GMT
27th: Yes, it is a lot of work. Though, I agree it could be worth the effort. As far as contests go, we've tried them here at DotE before. I don't know how well any of them worked but we it couldn't hurt to try.
Jul 30, 2017 5:53:42 GMT
R: Could try a contest?
Jul 29, 2017 4:40:04 GMT
shadow: Well. Yea. That also is a lot of work. It would be worth it though
Jul 28, 2017 4:12:51 GMT
27th: Well, recruitment would be key to that. Contacting the members we already have to try and get them to participate here would also be part of that.
Jul 26, 2017 15:52:29 GMT
shadow: I wonder what would happen if we tried to make it alive again
Jul 25, 2017 19:48:19 GMT