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!
Dates formatted as: Day/Month 11/02:February Activity Check. 07/08: The island's residents don't know of it yet, but they will soon enough! Introducing The Caverns of Infinite Night. 16/05: We farewell Pine, our dedicated staff member of over five years, and wish her luck in her future endeavours. 23/01: Character spotlight added to the sidebar! Up first is Shydra- prophet of the Dragon Mother, Vaseera.
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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!
Two dragons appeared above the lake, one calmly gliding along, while the other would nose dive to the lake below. Before hitting the water, he would pull up at the last second. Each time he got closer and closer to the water. Ludicro was his name. And he flew along with his twin brother, Picasso. The day was warm and humid, just like Picasso liked. The sky was dotted with clouds, and sometimes they went through the massive island that floated above the lake. Far, far off into the distance, Picasso could make out storm clouds gathering over the ocean. They would eventually reach them, but probably not for a couple hours. Storm clouds were not easily manipulated, and the colors they took in weren't vibrant. But the clouds nearby were white and fluffy. They were perfect.
Ludicro, on the other hand, wasn't interested in the clouds. There was nothing particular he was interested in out here, but he always found something to do. He wanted to try a new dare, but he had not decided what yet. Perhaps he would see how far he could dive into the water if he dropped straight down? How deep is this lake, Picasso? Picasso glanced down, then narrowed his eyes at his brother. Why does it matter...? Ludicro grinned at him. No particular reason. Picasso knew that wasn't the case, but he just hrumphed and continued to fly towards the great island in the middle. They both wondered if their father was there...
A simple fly-by, perhaps. No harm in that: if her sources were reliable, and they typically were, the Earth Elemental was somewhat hard to come by as of late. Not that encountering her would be a huge inconvenience, in any case. Adutaine supposed that, of all the Elementals, Ysera was the one to which she could apply the term "friend" with the lowest amount of sarcasm.
Her mind long ago made up, the great Time Elemental winged her way through the clouded skies of the Air territory- the most direct route to the domain of the Earth dragoness. A pleasant breeze lifted some of the strain from her wings, the warm earth below creating updrafts and currents to help keep her aloft. She had encountered remarkably few dragons during her flight, though that might have had something to do with her attempt to stay above the clouds. Adutaine would undoubtedly be missing many minor intrigues along the way, but there would be time enough for them later. For now, it was the Earth territory she desired to see- and perhaps another glance at what remained of Dark, following that. She had yet to enter Dragonsdeep herself, restricting herself for the present to a bird's-eye view and the stories her Creations brought her. There was too much to be seen out here, reactions to the quake to observe and rumours to collect.
As she dipped temporarily below the clouds, she caught a glimpse of a familiar pair of forms down below. Dragons totally unlike herself, taking after their ridiculous father in all areas of importance. By the stars...
She didn't have time for this! There was no time for such menial distractions as these two. Adutaine could only hope that, perhaps, they hadn't noticed her...or that, if they had, they would not want to stay for very long.
*** ooc: As with my other post, I'm tired and sorry for that. xD Hope this does the trick!
Ludicro, obviously very observantly trying to find something fun to do, was the first to notice the dragoness flying above them. A sly grin crosses his face, and he immediately flew straight up. Picasso, not at all startled by Ludicro's random behavior, merely gave a sigh. But his sign quickly turned into a "shit" as he noticed his brother flying towards an Elemental. Ludicro had a lot of respect for the Elementals and elders... except his own mother. Ludicro knew their mother didn't particularly like them, so he thoroughly enjoyed annoying her. Unlike Picasso, who wanted his own mother to like him, Ludicro couldn't give two-shits. Ludicro slowed his wing beats till he was gliding beside her. Hello, mother. He said "mother" with more emphasis. He knew she didn't want to be reminded of her relationship with them. Are you off to see someone? Because we both know you certainly didn't come all this way to see your two sons.He gave her a toothy smile.
By this time, Picasso finally reached them as well. He could tell already that Ludicro saved no expense and went straight to it. Picasso merely glared at his brother, then turned to Adutaine and dipped his head respectfully. Greetings, Adutaine. I would apologize for my brother, but I know that would not help. A sudden interruption in the air current made both dragons flap their wings to stay up, but then the up current became smooth again. The sun felt warm on Picasso's back, and he thought about if one day he could take in the color of the sun. What a magnificent color it would be.
Adutaine looked from one lesser to the other, dipping her head politely, as was her custom. Not that she was feeling particularly polite at present. There were things to see, distant puzzles which called to her like a dying voice. These two were...understood. Of no particular interest to her right now. Up to their usual antics it seemed, nothing more intriguing than that.
"Indeed I am, Ludicro," she said, dismissing Picasso's words entirely- they seemed to her of little import. "A something, rather than a someone; but necessary nonetheless."
There seemed to be some tension between the two brothers, Adutaine observed. Perhaps caused by her presence directly, perhaps influenced by some other matter. That, too, was of little consequence. Siblings and even good friends bickered often. Though it was worthy of note, she supposed, that; while Picasso was so eager to please her, Ludicro didn't much care either way. She could respect that about him. True, she was a powerful Elemental- perhaps among the most potent, if she did say so herself- but it was essential in life to be confident in yourself. Picasso lacked that confidence: he seemed in constant need of praise, of adoration. Ludicro was, in her opinion, of a more respectable self-assurance.
Look at this. A mind so lacking in stimulation that I'm retreading the same old thoughts. It really won't do to hang around.
"I really should be moving on," she said, again nodding politely; "but I hope that you both make the most of this fine day."
Picasso nodded several times, understanding that she was doing something urgent and they were probably bothering her. Because of the fact that he had been ignored, Picasso seemed even more determined to please her. Oh yes I am sure you are very busy. Very busy indeed. Ludicro lets g- Ludicro bluntly ignored his brother. SO. Are ya off to see Father then?Is that your urgent business? Perhaps to create more children? I mean, Picasso and I turned out faaabulous! Picasso's robin blue eyes widened in fear, and the fur on his tail spiked. Didn't Ludicro know that she could easily kill them right there? Picasso opened his mouth to speak, but no words tumbled from his mouth. He was too in shock to speak. Ludicro merely turned to Picasso, a certain crazed look in his same robin blue eye. It was the same look he got when he was dared to do something. He was daring himself to see how far he could push her...!
Astraeus was lounging around the edge of the massive floating island (playing a game really) when his keen eyes picked out two figures headed his way. They were familiar figures; ones he knew rather well. They were his children, the twins Ludicro and Picasso. The two disappeared as they flew under the island; no doubt to play in the water. It wasn’t an unusual thing for Creations and Lesser Elementals to do. And it wasn’t like he didn’t play in the water from time to time either.
The Wind Elemental gave a snort and turned back to the game of cat and mouse he was playing. This time it was with a cricket. Now then where had the little creature gone? His sons’ appearance had distracted him.
Aha! There it was. About five feet from where he had seen it last. He brought his head down to it when his ears perked up.
The twins were talking to someone.
His head went up again the cricket forgotten. He couldn’t quite make out the voice of the other dragon. Straining to make out who the voice belonged to, Astraeus leaned over the edge of the island and looked down.
The day had just taken a turn for the interesting, well, more interesting than earlier. The twins were talking to Adutaine, their mother. And he could tell by Adutaine’s body language that she wasn’t too pleased about running into the two. She probably wanted them to go away so she could continue to wherever she’d been going. Perhaps visit him? Or perhaps just passing through to visit some other Elemental. Either way, he was going to find out, mainly to annoy her for his own amusement.
The Wind Elemental pushed himself off of the edge and let himself freefall for several seconds before he flung his wings open. The sudden opening of his wings slowed him considerably and Astraeus began to wing his way toward the trio.
The voices became words and Astraeus caught Ludicro’s last few sentences and he chuckled. Ah, Ludicro. He was the bolder of the two and it showed plainly. But there was a chance that Adutaine may hurt/kill him. Perhaps it was time to be a good father and step in to save the day and be Princess Ludicro’s knight in shining armour.
“Ah yes, Adutaine. Here for a visit, hm? It sure has been a while since you came last.”
Though, he wouldn’t necessarily calm or abate the Time Elemental’s anger. No, he could just withstand her attacks if it came to it.
She was angry, of course she was. She didn't trust herself to speak, for that would carry far too great a risk of giving it away. Who did these two think they were, keeping her from her business?! One so contemptuously desperate for approval, one so aggravatingly desperate for contempt. Neither was worthy of her time. Adutaine wanted to bellow and rage, but she stayed quiet; for she was old and experienced enough to know that these were feelings born of urgency, and that they would pass.
The Time Elemental inhaled; exhaled slowly, and then glanced to the side just in time to see an unfortunately familiar furry dragon descending from above, extravagant wings spread wide and a rather unwelcome expression on his foolish features.
Astraeus. With perfect timing, as ever.
As the Air dragon spoke, she fixed her gaze on him and fought to maintain her practised guise of neutrality. Coldness, that was what she needed. And Time was good at it too, she'd had a lot of practice. However, today she was more anxious than usual to reach her destination. The earthquake was an entirely unprecedented event, sending the entirety of the Dark lands to a watery grave, and by now every dragon knew who was responsible. A simple fly by, an excursion to examine the patterns of movement within the Earth lands, would teach her a lot. Had the Creations fled in fear of their own Creator? Were they clustered in particular areas, perhaps those less affected by the quake, in the misguided notion that such an action would keep them safe? All this she needed to investigate, and more besides. But these misguided, interfering buffoons would seek to distract her from such matters? Well, Adutaine would show them!
"I'm afraid this visit was entirely unintended," she said at length, unable to keep a slight edge from creeping into her tone. "There are affairs I must attend to in lands beyond your own, my presence here is merely a result of my journey there. But greetings, Astraeus, all the same."
The arrival of Astraeus made both of the boys smile happily. They both highly respected and enjoyed the company of their father. It was probably because both their personalities matched more closely to their father. Even their appearance matched his. Picasso often wondered that if he looked more like Adutaine, perhaps she would be more accepting of him. Unlike his brother, he actually wanted her to like-- no, she would never like them. Picasso wondered if she even liked any dragon, Elemental or not. He just wanted her to accept him as her son. She was a stranger to him.
Ludicro, on the other hand, couldn't give a flying shit what she thought of him. Don't get him wrong, he respected the other Elementals. Mostly his father. Ludicro chose to annoy his mother not because he resented her, but because he wanted to hurt her like she hurt him. When Ludicro thought of her, he felt a twinge of abandonment. Rather than showing this weakness, though, he used those feelings to fuel is anger and passion.
Ludicro was slightly annoyed at how composed Adutaine was able to keep herself. He wanted to break her. But he was able to catch the slight hitch in her voice. He had gotten to her a little bit. Picasso smiled at his father, hoping that he could ease the tension that was rising. Yes, well we should probably let her leave then. Right? I'm sure both of you could catch up some other time. He looked between his parents, hoping for some sign of approval. Ludicro merely rolled his eyes at his brother.
Adutaine stared at him for several long moments. Hm, how interesting. The twins must have bothered her more than he originally thought and his comment pushed her even father. She was very annoyed. Good. She needed to learn to lighten up a little bit. Actually all of the other Elements needed to learn that. They were all too uptight about everything. They didn’t enjoy life (except for perhaps Life) as much as they should. Astraeus almost smiled again but caught himself. This was not the right moment. That moment would come and probably soon.
Oh yes. Yes, yes. She was very much so on the edge. She appeared to be calm and composed, but Astraeus knew better. The twinge in her voice only confirmed it. He had lived with her, and the other Elements, for a significant amount of time. They knew each other rather well, which may actually not be a good thing. But, ah well. Nothing to do about it.
Passing through, hm? Very well. A thought then struck him. Beyond. She’d used the word beyond. In lands beyond his own. From the Time Lands, going through his land would be the quickest to reach Fire or Earth. But then she’d not even need to go through his lands to reach Fire. Besides, what had been happening in the Fire Lands recently? Nothing really. But Earth? They all knew things had been happening with Earth; the disappearing of the Dark Lands and all. The opening of Dragonsdeep too. Her going to Earth was far more likely than her going to Fire. Perhaps to check up on Ysera? Ah, whatever the reason, it wasn’t his business. Anyway, he’d probably find out soon enough. And he could always be wrong.
Astraeus gave Adutaine a slight bow with his head and was about to reply when Picasso spoke up. Always the pleaser Picasso was. Bah! One couldn’t please everyone.
Wind chose to ignore his son’s comment and hopeful look and smiled at Time instead. “Of course, Adutaine. And greetings to you as well! Perhaps on your way back from the Earth Lands, or maybe the Fire Lands, either way, perhaps you should stop and visit for a while! Like I said before, it has indeed been some time.”
He highly doubted that she’d stop and visit, but that wasn’t his goal. He was just delaying her, and hopefully ruffling her feathers—if she’d actually had feathers. It was just an expression though. Albeit a rather nice expression. Astraeus couldn’t help but smile again.
Adutaine couldn't help but be a little surprised. Really? He was just going to let her go? That wasn't like Astraeus, not at all. He had to have some ulterior motive. It was a trick, or some such nonsense. She would go to leave, and then he would start prattling on about something else- perhaps the suspicious circumstances surrounding her previous Rider's death, or that time she and Ysera went to the human world in disguise and ate some unfamiliar substance and attempted to chase down an elephant while wielding pitchforks and crowbars. The Air Elemental did enjoy trying to get to her, and had an uncanny ability to work out how to best succeed. An ability which, it seemed, his son Ludicro had unfortunately inherited- albeit in a far less potent form.
Stars, why did I ever think that was a good idea? I should have realised his children could turn out like him. I must have been out of my mind.
Still, the best course of action was to play along, was it not? She wanted to get out of here, and regardless of whether or not these idiots would later turn around and try to stop her, she intended to do just that. Adutaine bobbed her head in acknowledgement of Astraeus' words, and spoke again:
"It has indeed been some time," she echoed, "and as much as I do so evidently enjoy your company, I am afraid that I'm far too busy to be making courtesy calls these days. I am sure you understand. Farewell, and to you also, younglings."
Adutaine beat her wings a few times and sailed past them, making her way still towards the Earth lands, just about visible on the horizon. She didn't look back, not wanting to betray anything. She was...irritated. Agitated. Her only desire was to achieve her present goal. Looking back, and letting them see that they had gotten to her, would only fuel their aggravating proverbial flames.
*** ooc: I figured it was okay to mention Ysera, seeing as I am looking after her for now anyway. xD This can always be discounted if her next roleplayer decides to take her persona in a different direction, though.
Andromedia- not sure how old that would make them, maybe around the fourty mark somewhere. In any case, younger than Kohaku, which is useful to know. I'll have to check how old Karalis, her other child, is- not too sure about him. =P
Picasso let out a sigh of relief as Adutaine took her leave. There was way too much tension in the air for his comfort. He much preferred the calm than the storm. He looked over at Ludicro, who seemed on the verge of chasing after her. He stared after her, seemingly fighting with himself in his head. It was an odd look in his expression. It was as if he was watching someone walking out on him---as if it was painful to watch her leave. Picasso was just about to pursue after his twin when finally Ludicro decided against following her and turned back to their father and spoke. What is going in Dragonsdeep? What are Adutaine and Ysera planning? That was what Ludicro really wanted to ask.
Picasso and Ludicro had been inseparable since birth. They both knew what was on each others mind almost all the time. If you caught both of them in a good mood, they could finish each others sentences. So it was odd to Picasso that he was unsure exactly what Ludicro was thinking. He had an idea, but he wanted to be sure. They cared for each other deeply. Sometimes Picasso wondered what he would do without his somewhat single minded brother.
Ludicro, along with once again feeling abandoned, was curious about what was going on in the Earth Territory. He had heard about Dragonsdeep. A new mysterious land that was once Dark Territory. A potentially dangerous land. That was just his style. It had peeked his interest awhile back, but had not heard of it again until now. If whatever was going on was of interest to the Elementals, it was sure as hell of interest to him. Ludicro hoped his father would chase after Adutaine and ask her more questions.
“Oh come now, we both know you’re not that busy, Adutaine. Perhaps, if you really are so busy, I could make a courtesy call sometime, hm?” His blue eyes were alight with mischief. He knew she’d not want him visiting her. “Later, yes, later. Farewell, Adutaine! I shall talk to you later!”
Astraeus watched as she took her leave. He was letting her, and they both knew it. Usually he’d just not let her leave: He’d talk; ask questions that were not really pertinent; anything. So this was different for him. By letting her leave, he was no doubt making her worry about what he might do afterwards because that would be something he’d do. (Which he had time and time again.) That was her problem: Adutaine thought too much. She liked to delve deeper into things than was necessary. Some things were rather simple, like the fact that he was letting her go with no strings attached. He enjoyed messing with her. She made it too easy.
Air looked over to his son as he asked about Dragonsdeep.
What was going on there? Mmm, well. The Dark dragons were settling in to their new home and were no doubt exploring it with Icarus at their head. Personally he’d not been there yet himself, so he didn’t know as much as he wanted. He’d not seen Quintus for a while either and didn’t have the most recent updates. What he had heard had come from his creations, but not many had adventured into Dragonsdeep. They were of Air after all and not meant to be trapped in tunnels and caves. Astraeus would go sometime, but at the moment there were other matters to attend to.
“Many things, Ludicro. But wouldn’t it be more exciting to find out yourself than being told them by an old dragon like me?” No, no, he wasn’t trying to get rid of them at the moment, but wouldn’t it be more fun to explore than to hear? “I ought to go exploring too, myself. Not had an opportunity like this for a long while.” The prospects were definitely enticing and Astraeus began to hum happily to himself.
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