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!
The sun smiled down at Haikal. It warmed his face with its bright rays and nearly lulled him to sleep as he lay there. His right hand was under his head and his left rested on his stomach. His spear lay beside him. A breeze washed over him and rustled the grasses as it played among them. Haikal took in a deep breath and let it out slowly through his nose. He was content.
It was only two days ago he was driving home to see his parents, but it seemed so much longer than that. A lot had happened since then. He’d asked Astraeus later that day to stop by the apartment he’d been sharing with a friend. He’d grabbed his guitar and a few other items that he was sure the other guy wouldn’t even notice were gone. There was also the deluge of information Astraeus had practically thrown his way. It was almost overwhelming. It was all about the Elementals and their riders; a thorough explanation of how everything worked; a complete overview of the island, and the important little tidbits of random information he should know. H aikal felt as if his brain had just shut off afterwards, but he was sure, or at least he hoped, that he understood most of it. Only time would tell for that.
Yesterday, his first full day on the island, consisted of learning about his newly acquired spear and practicing with it. He couldn’t do much as his leg was too stiff from him running his car into a tree the day before. There was also more information that was shoved into his head and a little bit of exploring the cave he now called his home.
Today, though, was dedicated to exploring and doing nothing. He’d probably walked too much to get to where he was (by one of the borders of the Air lands and one of the other territories he couldn’t remember) but at this particular moment he didn’t care. His eyes began to close and his breathing started to deepen.
Tags: open Inspiration: Notes: This takes place only a few days before Dragonsdeep occurs.
Noel was walking, her footsteps soft on the grass, the sun feeling warm on her skin. It was a nice feeling, and Noel didn't feel quite as miserable as usual. No, the girl felt almost content, a soft hope entering her mind. She sighed, the long skirt she was wearing today almost brushing the ground. Her black buckled shoes were scuffed and worn, and as comfortable they and her socks were she felt a sinking sense of despair; they weren't going to last for much longer, that much was certain.
The heavy brown backpack practically blended into the color of her thick brown dress, a giant bulge that seemed to come from her back. The backpack's leather was somewhat darker than the brown of the dress, at least, so there was that: also it was a hiking backpack, which meant that even stuffed full of clothes and supplies as it was, it was nowhere close to breaking. The sturdy old thing was almost larger than Noel herself, and certainly heavier. It was by a sense of irony that Noel had gotten stronger by travelling constantly than she ever had when she was resting, recovering from whatever she was sick with at the time.
Speaking of sick, the girl let out a large sneeze, and she rubbed at her nose with her hand. It wasn't so much that it was full of snot, that she was stuffy, that her nose was running, as that it ached with some sort of sign of sinuses. Perhaps it was a head cold. Noel didn't know, and honestly, if she worried about her being sick she would have no purpose and get nothing down.
With a start, she noticed the man lying in the grass; he had a spear, and Noel knew that if he were here, a human, he would be a Rider. Her heart pounded in her chest, acting as if it wanted to run away, and she looked around desperately for a way to escape.
Well... Luck was with her, maybe. He seemed to be asleep. Maybe her sneeze didn't wake him up, and maybe she was quiet enough that he would stay laying down and ignore her. She hoped, desperately, that he would remain in his prone position, spear next to him. Noel had a horrifying image of the spear through her stomach, and she had to swallow. It didn't clear out the bad taste, but she reminded herself that most people were at least somewhat humane, even if they couldn't be trusted.
She backed away, not taking her eyes off of the Stranger, capital S, an impossible and imposing figure for her; he was, in all honesty, an insurmountable obstacle for the young girl, the teenager with wide green eyes and a heavy heart. No, she didn't trust - she couldn't trust. Memories flickered just behind her eyes, eyelashes a veil for her sight as she continued backing away.
Oh, but she was on an Earthmore island, the border of Air territory and Earth territory, and she very barely kept her balance as her foot slid almost off the edge. Please don't notice me, she begged silently with the stranger in fear and terror, Please don't notice me.
((wooc;; here are any out of character notes I want to make, located at the bottom of my post! =D!))
The warm light and quiet day were doing their work well. The grass was soft beneathe him; the breeze gentle, brushing lightly against his skin. His thoughts had begun to drift, and then completely faded away as the sun rose higher and higher. His breathing had softened and slowed. Haikal’s body had fully relaxed as he dozed; he was on the verge of falling completely asleep in a matter moments.
And then someone sneezed.
Haikal snapped awake. His eyes opened and he blinked. How long had he been laying here? The sun was well past its original place when he had first sat down. Maybe he should actually get up and do something besides sleep the day away. Maybe he should see who had intruded on his peace and woken him.
The young man yawned and turned his head so that his cheek rested against the grass. His blue eyes easily found the girl who was backing away, staring at him with wide eyes. “Bless you.” Haikal gave her an easy lop-sided smile and looked away for a moment to rub to his face and the sleep from his eyes. He looked back at her and pushed himself up into a sitting position. Drawing his right leg slightly up, Haikal rested his arm against his knee and examined the girl.
She was definitely younger than him; a Rider perhaps? Haikal didn’t know. He’d not met any of the other Riders, and she didn’t seem to fit any of the descriptions Astraeus had told him, well… at least the descriptions he could remember.
The girl was still backing away from him. He was pretty sure he wasn’t that scary after waking up from a nap, so what had her on edge? Quite literally too. She was a mere step away from falling off the floating island.
“Be careful, would you? I’d rather not see you fall off the edge there.”
Tags: Kunabee Inspiration: New table Wheeee!!! Notes: Ummmmmmm
Dragon mother. Luck was not on Noel's side, not today; he saw her. She realized, belatedly, that probably dropping to the grass was a better idea. She inched away from the edge, not wanting to come too near to the stranger. Her eyes narrowed, wariness eternal. She was not apt to trust, and in fact she was a bit afraid. She hadn't seen him before, not even in passing.
He replied to her sneeze with a rote reply, one she'd heard a million times before. You could say it while sleeping. Of course, he was very much awake. Obviously; he was sitting up and looking at her and making her feel uncomfortable.
She shifted, uncomfortable and uncertain. She wasn't people friendly, and she hated that she had to run into someone on the Earthmores. There was no place to hide.
He of course made comment on her being so close to the edge, and she glanced dismissively behind her and shrugged. What did it matter, anyway? Not like he really actually cared; people here pretended. The truth was nobody had compassion in them: they were all about manipulation.
A negative viewpoint for a young girl, fifteen years of age, but she couldn't see it any other way.
((wooc;; here are any out of character notes I want to make, located at the bottom of my post! =D!))
The girl stared at him, glancing back only to make sure where the edge of the island was. He stared back then rolled his eyes as she shrugged. “So you’re that non-talkative type. Mm, lovely.” Haikal sniffed then looked away. What to do now? He could keep exploring, but he didn’t think his leg could keep up with his desire. He needed to let it rest, but he wanted to keep going. He could. Just go a little further. No harm in that right?
Haikal glanced back at the girl, wondering if she was actually going to speak. If she did, then he would stay and talk. That would keep him from continuing on, but it wouldn’t be boring… maybe.
The young man latched onto his spear and mouthed a word. The spearhead disappeared and the shaft shortened and thickened into a staff. Haikal watched the change, it still amazed him to find that magic actually was real. He hauled himself to his feet and winced before he quickly shifted most of his weight to his right leg and leaned slightly on the staff.
His eyes turned back to the girl and he watched her for a moment before he shrugged to himself.
Tags: Kunabee Inspiration: nope Notes: Is it bad that I kinda want her to fall off and him maybe save her?
He stood up, his spear turned to walking stick, and she started. He was looking at her. And it seemed like he was going to approach her. She panicked. She stepped back. A few steps too far: she was over the edge of the Earthmore.
Reflexes had her hanging on for dear life, her knuckles white and her breathing heavy. Her backpack strained towards the drop, as if longing to be freed of the burden of carrying things. Noel was her own pack mule, after all.
She had stared at the ground as he called her non-talkative, proving his point as she didn't care to disprove it. She wasn't so much "not talkative" as "distrustful". So she had stayed steady and waited for him to move on his way.
But moving on his way made her panic; he seemed to be coming towards her, and she couldn't handle it. So now here she was, holding on tight to the Earthmore's edge. Some dirt crumbled beneath her fingers, and even though she didn't want to, Noel looked down.
She drew a sharp breath, not even seeing the ground below, not clearly, and swung her body closer. She pulled up, taking off one hand for one terrifying moment as she gripped grass and duck her fingernails into the dirt.
She was going to fall. Noel felt this with a sudden certainty. There was no want to die, but all of a sudden she knew she would not make her way back up. She didn't trust the stranger, she could really only trust herself she knew.
And on her own? Well, it'd be impossible. So solemnly, and with an abnormal level of pride and calm, she faced her death. She breathed in the air, a deep and steady breath. And for the first time in her 15 years she actually appreciated it.
The girl proved him right. She didn’t say a thing, but she started and took several steps back. Haikal’s eyes widened as he realized what she was doing. He took a step toward her and reached out as if to stop her, but it was too late. She’d already fallen over the edge. For a moment Haikal thought that she was dead on the ground far below them, but then he saw her hands grabbing onto the soft earth of the mote. There was no time to think, just act before she really did fall and die.
Haikal dropped the staff and lunged for her hands, his leg protesting mightily at the sudden movement. He bit back a hiss of pain and grabbed onto the girl’s left forearm. The ground under his chest was starting to crumble away from their joint weight and he tried to not pay attention to it. Just get her up and over the edge back to safety. His free hand latched onto her other arm and Haikal began to pull her up.
The muscles in his arms strained. She must have been heavier than he first thought. That and trying to pull up a dead weight from this angle was difficult in and of itself. But this was better than just letting her fall. Haikal would never forgive himself if that happened.
His grip on her right arm slipped and he panicked momentarily but he managed to tighten his hold. Stay calm, Haikal. You’ve got this. You’re not going to let her fall. He then continued to haul her up to safety.
Tags:Kunabee Notes: Haikal to the rescue!! I really hope she doesn't freak out.
Rescue was sudden. She felt his hand wrap around her arm, and then her other arm was supported. She looked up in surprise, shocked that someone would rescue her. She couldn't, didn't, realize people weren't always selfish or bitter.
The need to survive kicked in, and as he strained she managed to curl her legs up to the edge of the earthmote, pushing with her knees in an upwards direction. Slowly but surely, their combined efforts brought Noel up, despite the crumbling dirt beneath them. She kicked up, and finally rolled to safety.
There, she rolled onto her side, unable to get to her back due to the oversized backpack she wore. She just stared, stunned, her eyes not recognizing or seeing anything. She had almost died. But here's the kicker: she didn't.
She would never have been able to get up by herself. She recognized that. Furthermore she recognized that she had been helped by someone who had scared her. By a stranger. She sat up slowly, and her eyes moved to the one who'd help her.
Her voice was slightly hoarse, as she rarely talked to herself and never to others, but she spoke sure enough.
"My name's Noel. Uh... What's yours?" There was a pause. "And... thank you. A lot. I... just, thank you."
She attempted a smile, an awkward and ungainly thing, because she was usually so serious - not many reasons to smile. But this was a reason - and a very good reason at that.
((wooc;; I just realized they're earthmotes, instead of 'earthmores'. OOPS XD))
Thankfully, the girl didn’t just hang there limply. As he pulled, she managed to get her legs on the edge of the earth mote and pushed up. Together they got her back to safety.
While she lay there staring at nothing, Haikal moved so that he sitting with his legs stretched out. His left leg was throbbing, strained from the sudden exertion, and he knew that he was going to go nowhere else today. If he did there was a good chance he’d just hurt himself further. He’d have to take it easy the next few days as well and that meant not as much exploring. A pity, but he’d live. Haikal rubbed his leg, wishing that it would just heal already.
Haikal looked over at the girl as she introduced herself. He smiled at her. “It’s Haikal. And you’re welcome.” He ran a hand through his hair and gave an embarrassed laugh. “I’m sorry I scared you though. I didn’t mean to.” He still had no idea what he’d even done to scare her. But it was over and done with and there was no point to dwell on it.
Tags: Kunabee Inspiration: The fact that I've been lazy and I really need to write. Notes: xD whoops
I'm sorry I scared you. An apology. Noel felt the twinge of an unfamiliar feeling she was savvy enough to recognize as guilt; here he was apologizing for her jumpiness after he saved her life. She bit her lip.
"I am rather jumpy," Noel admitted, "I..." She trailed off and shook her head. It was apparent she wasn't going to say much more - not about her life and not about her history. She couldn't trust him. Though it was clear the adolescent had warmed a bit to Haikal.
Hey, he saved her life; how could she not feel more comfortable around him? She watched as he stretched out his leg with apparent pain, and Noel brightened a bit.
She moved to get her heavy pack off of her back, then dug through it for something to maybe help with his leg. She pulled out three first-aid kits, though when she opened them it was clear they each had different things - and were a bit more expansive than a regular first-aid kit.
With a studying look, she grabbed out some tight wraps and some sort of cream, before shuffling two of the three simple boxes away.
"This may help," the girl said, nervously; awkwardness reapplied as she looked at Haikal with a sideways look. "It's just, um, some ointment for pain and then a wrap bandage. Cuz, uh, your leg is hurting. I can help with it..."
Haikal looked up and over at Noel as she started to explain herself, but her voice quickly faded away. He waved away her incomplete explanation. It wasn’t important why, and if she didn’t want to say then she didn’t have to. He’d not ask. Some things were meant to be private. Besides they’d only met a few minutes ago and didn’t really know each other to say emotional things. And Haikal didn’t really do emotional things. Let them lie and stay dead for all he cared.
The man turned back to his leg and rubbed it for a minute more before his attention was diverted to Noel once more. She was rifling through her bag, obviously searching for something. Noel took out three kits; they seemed to be first aid stuff. What? Was she hurt or something? His eyes quickly looked her over. No, not that he could see. Then what was the first aid stuff for?
Noel looked over at him and spoke. Oh. Ohhhhhh. It was for him.
Haikal put his hands up and gave her a hesitant smile. “It’s, uh, no big deal. I’ve just been moving around too much recently. I’ll be fine. Thanks you, though.” He appreciated the offer, but he didn’t need her help. He would be fine. The ache would go away eventually, and anyway it wasn’t anything close to what he’d been through before.
Tags:Kunabee Inspiration: No more papers/projects! Notes: xD Haikal's just being stubborn
Noel frowned at him. She wasn't pushy, not by a long shot, but it didn't sit well with her to not help him. She sighed, putting what she had gotten out back in a kit.
"If you're sure," she said doubtfully, looking at him with some nervousness, anxiety, some emotion along those lines. Certainly not worry; she didn't know him well enough to worry about him. Right?
She paused, then, and pulled it back out. She had extras anyway. She handed him the ointment and bandages. "Here," she said, "Have it anyway, to keep. Just in case, you know?"
With that she put her first aid kit away, shifting uncomfortably. It had been years since she'd had social interaction with people, and she had no idea how to interact. It was a little - just a little! - surprising her voice still worked. But then, she sometimes talked to herself.
Maybe people can't live in complete isolation,she thought. The idea upset her, so she pushed it to the side and continued to stare at her feet.
She didn’t seem to be too happy with his refusal of her help. But he didn’t need to or want to take her stuff whether it was offered or not. And anyway he didn’t need it.
A moment later, he was staring at the wraps and ointments that she had shoved into his hands. “Uh.” Haikal looked up at her, lips parted to refuse again. He shut his mouth, and then licked his lips “Um… thanks.” He couldn’t exactly refuse it now could he? Unfortunately no, he couldn’t.
Setting the supplies Noel had given him to the side, Haikal smiled at her. He absentmindedly rubbed his leg, unsure what to say. “So… what are you doing out here, Noel?” he finally asked, breaking the awkward silence. What was she doing out here? He’d expect dragons out here, but not a girl like her. Was she a rider? She didn’t seem like it, but he wasn’t sure.
Tags:Kunabee Inspiration: Nope Notes: So sorry for the shortness. The next one will be longer, I promise.
What are you doing out here, he asked. And Noel fidgeted anxiously, twisting her hands together tightly as she swallowed harshly. Ah. That was an explanation she wasn't willing to go in. So she ignored the question, skipped over it, and looked off in a random direction, not truly looking.
"It's pretty here, isn't it?" she said instead, standing somewhat awkwardly. Her body was tense as if she was ready to run any moment. Certainly she would if she saw a dragon. He was certain to be a rider; the sudden thought brought her eyes back to focus as she looked around nervously. As far as she knew, she was the only human without a dragon. Noel clenched one hand into a fist, the other holding on to a strap of her heavy backpack. She rubbed her fist on her leg.
"The Air Motes are some of the best places to relax." As if she actually knew that.
((wooc;; I am the slowest and the worst like omfg I am so sorry xD))
Haikal watched Noel. She was nervous, fidgeting. His brows drew together. His simple and unassuming question made her nervous. Why did she not want to answer? What was so wrong with it? Haikal mentally shrugged as she not-so-subtly changed the subject. If she didn’t want to answer then he wouldn’t push her. At least not yet. Maybe later when she seemed more comfortable around him.
The Air Motes?
It took a moment for his mind to switch topics. He was not a girl whose mind followed one thought to another so easily like how the silk strands of a spider’s web connected.
Well, certainly they were nice places to be; surrounded by nothing but sky. It was almost as if one was floating on a cloud. Almost. Haikal shrugged. “I suppose they are to some. They’re not my favorite places to be. I like the lake better.” A lot of the air Creations loved the motes and islands and sometimes things got loud and hectic. The lake was generally more peaceful.
Tags:Kunabee Inspiration: Nope Notes: Oh lookee there; I managed to scrounge up some muse.
Hold fast to dreams.
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