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!
"No, it isn't something for everyone. Not that I noticed it myself before. I mean, I was a traveler so having a garden or even one plant to grow was not something I ever thought about or did. Its nice to discover more about myself here than I ever would have had I stayed where I was before." No need to mention that if Fazoola hadn't found him, he would have been dead within days. He cast a fond glance back at his Elemental, seeing her lower her head the better to speak with Astraeus. "With Fazoola I am so much more than I was. I've not asked many other Riders but I feel sure they would say the same thing. Have you not noticed something along those lines, being with Astraeus?"
Fazoola snorted softly, her amber gaze bemused. "If they would only think it through. We don't have to have Riders. If we want to have a Rider, they aren't burdensome. They are our non-dragon companions. Jester has said before that he is more with me than he ever was before. I feel the same about him." The Life Elemental had no idea that she had just mirrored her Rider's words but it would not have surprised her if she had.
Haikal nodded. “Yeah, I have. Astraeus has helped me in so many ways and I don’t think he’ll ever realize it. Here I can actually be myself. I don’t have to pretend to be anyone else; I don’t have to pretend to be happy all the time. I am happy now because I want to be and because there’s nothing else I can do. I feel freer, I feel so…” he paused and then shrugged, “I dunno. But I do know that I am growing and changing, and that’s because of Astraeus.”
While he did feel like he was growing as a person, that he was far happier than before, and knew that he’d never have to face his worries (his father in particular) again, he knew that, in one sense, he was growing weaker. It was his leg. He was using it too much; it ached more and he found that he couldn’t go as far. Astaeus would tell him stop and to rest, but a lot of times he found he couldn’t for long. One needed one’s entire body in a place like this. A lot of physical exertion was required of him to keep up and his wrecked leg wasn’t allowing him to do that. He hated it and the fact that he could be a real detriment in many situations.
Ah, but no need to dwell on that. He was in the company of friends that he was supposed to be enjoying and not lost in thought.
“If only they did think it through. And yes, they seem to have that effect on us. They bring our attention to things we never seemed to notice before about ourselves. We bring out the best in them, and they in us.” The grey dragon gave a satisfied hum that lasted a few seconds.
Jester listened in silence and his curiosity was piqued. It seemed like Haikal had lived quite a different life before coming to the island. Unlike Jester, it sounded like he may have been running away from someone...someone who had too much influence in his life perhaps? At his age, the older man reasoned, it was probably parents or siblings that had given Haikal trouble. The Life Rider let out a thoughtful murmur, his gaze far away as he was lost in thought.
Then, Jester shook his head, the bells on his hat jingling erratically. "Haikal, who did you have to pretend to be and why did you have to pretend? Was life that bad for you before Astraeus brought you here?"
Fazoola did not feel the need to respond to Astraeus. Silence worked for her even better than words did at times. Besides that, of all of the other Elementals, over time, she had been closest to Air than any other. They were the most similar, shared many ideals and still respected each other and their Elements. Of course they had had disagreements but they had always been able to bounce back from those and retain their relationship.
The Life Elemental was enjoying this day, with her beloved Rider, her dear friend and the new friend that they had made.
Haikal was quiet for a long moment. “There were different masks for different people. But mainly always wear a smile and crack some jokes; keep everything bottled up, ya know? Maybe I was just a people pleaser…” He trailed off before he shrugged again and smiled wryly. “But it worked for a while and I could forget.”
Was life that bad? Maybe; maybe not. Other people would tell him that it could have been worse. Yes, it could have been, but it was bad enough for him. He could never really escape his father’s influence, not even when he was at college and living under another roof. Definitely not an influence he wanted to live with for the rest of his life. Thankfully, that wouldn’t happen.
His smile turned bitter. “It’s bad when someone wants to escape the life they live. I’ve found mine though, or more like it found me. Either way, I’m glad I’m here.”
Astraeus started humming quietly once more. His walk turned light and bouncy, plainly showing his happiness. There was nothing better than being around friends, good friends at that. He certainly enjoyed Fazoola’s company more than other Elementals. They always retained a good relationship no matter what had happened.
His humming stopped momentarily and he gave a content rumble deep in his throat. A happy breeze rolled by, playing momentarily through his fur and feathers. His head lifted and he smiled. His wings flared and Astraeus started humming again.
"Wearing a mask I understand. I was mostly eager to please others. I'm an entertainer, that is my nature. So, I did it because I wanted to, not because I had to. Telling jokes and acting out skits helped to express myself when I had no one person close enough to share with. I couldn't agree with you more, friend! I believe it is the same with every Rider. Our new life finds us when we least expect it," Jester said with a laugh.
Then, the older man paused in mid-stride, one leg still lifted in preparation for his next step. He nudged the younger Rider lightly with his staff and tilted his head towards the near horizon.
"Bison! Where there are bison, there are hippogriffs. They are not easy to spot so keep your eyes peeled, Haikal!" Jester exclaimed, eagerly scanning about him for the elusive wildlife.
As for Fazoola, she had also seen the bison. She smiled, amused at Astraeus' movements. Then she flicked him lightly with her tail tip.
"Astraeus, we're coming upon bison. These are cows with calves and I suggest we call our Riders back. Its best to fly over the herd before they decide they don't like the looks of Jester or Haikal," Fazoola said.
Haikal nodded. “Yes, it certainly does,” he agreed with Jester. His eyes went down to watch where he stepped before they flicked up and over to Jester at the other man’s tap. “Hm?” He stopped as well.
Bison? Hippogriffs? His head turned, and Haikal followed Jester’s gaze to the horizon. It didn’t take him long to spot the bison, but he wasn’t really looking for them; he wanted to see the hippogriffs. “Will do!” he called cheerily.
Air’s wings folded back to his side, but he continued his prancing. “Yes, Fazoola, I see them.” They certainly didn’t want to see their riders accidently hurt. Better safe than sorry. Anyway, it was probably time for Haikal to take a break. “Haikal,” Astraeus called out to his rider. Haikal turned slightly and looked over his shoulder at Astraeus.
“We’re going to fly for a bit. Mothers tend to be over protective.” Haikal glanced back at the bison before he looked back to his Elemental. “Besides,” Astraeus continued, “you may be able to see the hippogriffs better from the air.”
Haikal nodded and smiled. “All right."
Astraeus practically bounded over, stopping in front of his rider. Haikal placed his hands on the dragon’s back and then hauled himself up. He settled between Astraeus’ shoulders and readjusted the guitar on his back. The rider gripped Astraeus’ fur just as the dragon took off with several hard downward strokes of his wings.
Tags: 27th Inspiration: Tables, tables are fun Notes: I almost forgot that Haikal had his guitar xD
Jester would have been disappointed that they would not be walking but then he heard Astraeus' suggestion about the hippogriffs. "Yes, brilliant idea, Air!"
The older Rider almost ran swiftly back to Fazoola and quickly climbed aboard, expert after so many years. Nestled safely on his Elemental's back, the Life Rider waited patiently for Fazoola to become airborne, which took a few strong flaps of her large wings. He looked on either side, seeing the Eastern Twin River from his vantage point and then almost directly below them stretched the bison herd. The cows were lumbering across the Ring but their calves seemed to be bundles of energy, frolicking with those closest to them. At first, Jester did not see any hippogriffs.
"THERE! I SEE THEM!" Jester yelled in his excitement and in order to be heard, waving his hands wildly to Haikal to get his attention and pointing eagerly downwards.
Indeed, the Life Rider had spotted two: a bald eagle and Arabian and a grey-bellied hawk and appaloosa.
"Jester, there are always more than that in a group of flightless hippogriffs," Fazoola commented, her own gaze scanning the area below them.
Haikal was grinning now. The air rushed by. He could feel Astraeus’ pent up energy as the dragon moved through the air. He cast his eyes around them before he looked to the ground. The herd of bison were below them now, but he couldn’t see any hippogriffs.
He could see a few of them. One seemed to be a mix between a strawberry roan and… a falcon; a peregrine falcon. The others were—a shout from Jester made him look up and over at the older rider. The man was waving his arms about wildly before he pointed down to the ground. Haikal followed he man’s gesture with his eyes. He searched for a moment before he found another two hippogriffs he hadn’t noticed before.
Haikal turned back to Jester and waved an arm before he pointed too. “There!” The other three he had spotted before were still there. He examined the other two that were with the roan. One was a bay, probably a Quarter horse, and a robin. The other was… he couldn’t really tell. The horse half was black and the other half was a dark-feathered bird with a hooked yellow and black beak.
“Astraeus?” Haikal asked.
Haikal pointed. “What type of bird is that hippogriff?” The rider lapsed into English.
“You would call it a Harris Hawk,” Astraeus replied in Haikal’s native language.
Jester eagerly watched the hippogriffs. They mixed right in with the bison without seeming to alarm them. This amazed Jester. He had never seen such things before. Obviously, hippogriffs were hunters but they elicited no reaction from their prey.
"Fazoola, why is that? If the bison are upset by people, why not hippogriffs, which are far more dangerous to them?" Jester asked.
"The hippogriffs aren't hunting now. The bison know this. Its rare to see a bison herd without a group of hippogriffs to go with them. Once you study them for any length of time, you begin to understand the relationship that these predators have with their prey, which is rather unique. The hippogriffs keep the herd healthy by taking the very old or very sick and balancing out the herd when there is a gender unbalance. The cows aren't threatened because the hippogriffs don't bother healthy calves," Fazoola explained.
The bald eagle and Arabian hippogriff was now at the edge of the herd and studying the flying Elementals and their Riders closely.
Haikal watched the strange creatures. They were odd. Something of myth and fairytales. But wasn’t this supposed to be as well? Dragons weren’t real back on the human world. Being a dragon rider wasn’t supposed to be possible. It was only a dream that many had and lived through books. How jealous so many people would be if they ever found out. Haikal was certainly not going to take this new life for granted.
The rider felt Air’s muscled move underneath him. The Elemental was preparing to do something. It took Haikal only a second to think of what it was. “Don’t you dare do it, Astraeus!”
“Do what?” The dragon asked almost too innocently.
“’Do what?’ he asks,” Haikal mimicked. “Oh he very well knows what. Dive-bomb the bison and the hippogriffs, that’s what!” He couldn’t keep a little humor from his voice.
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Astraeus hummed back.
“If I thought of it, then you definitely did, you great oaf of a lizard!” Haikal laughed. Astraeus’ winds suddenly tilted to the side, catching the man unaware. His body jerked as he tried to keep his balance and his hands suddenly gripped the dragon’s fur. Haikal could hear Astraeus laughing at him. “Oh shut up.”
Air moved closer to Fazoola and called out, “Perhaps we should move on, Life? There's still much of your lands to see.”
~~~ Notes: Gah! I'm so sorry, 27th, but here it is!
Fazoola cast an amused glance at the Air Elemental. Restless, that's what he was. She knew and accepted this part of him, of course. Jester laid a hand on his Elemental's neck, letting her know without words that he was completely alright with whatever she chose to do. It wasn't like he would never see the hippogriffs, again; it was just that his study of them would have to be put off until later.
"Yes, Astraeus, let's move on, shall we? Haikal, have you ever been to the beach? We have quite lovely ones. You can even see Time from there!" Fazoola said, turning her head to smile warmly at the Air Rider.
Jester no longer looked down but ahead. He knew that soon a sliver of bright silver would be visible, showing the ocean and beyond that the land of Time. While the man was not overly fond of the beach, hating the sand that got into his clothing and rubbing him raw in all the wrong places, he went where Fazoola went. Sometimes, Water creations were known to show up. There was also quite a bit of air travel, for dragons went around the Fang Mountains to reach Time, Life or Ice (even if dragons traveling there were rather rare).
Haikal pushed himself away from Astraeus’ neck and looked over at Life as the great dragon spoke. “It’s been a while since I’ve gone to a beach,” he said, forgetting he was speaking English. “Really?” His eyes lit up, curious and eager. He liked beaches, hadn’t been to many in his lifetime, but not for too long. He was a country boy, born and bred in the mountains, and that was what he preferred. So, he was more eager to see a little bit of the Time lands. Without the sand would be preferable, but that wasn’t the way of things.
He smiled, and then clung onto Astraeus’ neck as the dragon suddenly folded his wings to his side and dived. The strap of his guitar tightened across his chest, but he didn’t really pay attention to it. Astraeus snapped his wings open and glided for several minutes, humming to himself. He felt his rider shift to hold on only with his legs. The dragon smiled to himself before he barrel rolled, his wingtips almost brushing the grass below. A shout of protest came from Haikal as the young man grabbed onto Astraeus’ fur. Air then winged his way back to Fazoola.
“Hey!” Haikal shouted, smacking Air’s neck lightly. “You over-grown lizard, if my guitar’s ruined, you’re getting me a new one!”
Jester heard the strange language and frowned, not understanding. He spoke and understood three languages but the one Haikal had just used was not one of them. Before he had to ask, Fazoola translated for him. Having lived for thousands upon thousands of years, of course she knew far more languages than he did. Even after fifteen years serving as her Rider, it still humbled Jester that a wise dragon such as Fazoola had chosen him.
"Astraeus, you show-off! I couldn't even begin to try something like that. Big as I am, I'd probably fall out of the sky," Fazoola said with a laugh.
"I'm glad you can't do those things. I'd probably fall off if you did try it," Jester said with a nervous chuckle; for the older man, it had been rather unnerving to see Haikal hanging upside down like that, however briefly.
“Oh come now, Fazoola! I highly doubt you could fall out of the sky. It would be a shame for any dragon to fall out of the sky.” He snorted. The idea was almost alien to him: a dragon not being able to fly. Well, minus the water creations and their creator. That was an obvious exclusion. But dragons were the masters of the skies. “It’s-“
“You’re still speaking English.”
“Ah, sorry.” The rider switched back to Draconic. “It’s annoying when he does that without a warning. Sometimes I feel like he's purposefully trying to throw me.” The words felt odd in his mouth at first but familiar rhythm came back to him. One of these days he’d be able to switch between the languages easily, but not now. He was still getting used to it.
"Just keeping you on you're toes, Haikal." Astraeus grinned even though his rider couldn't see it.
Fazoola looked amused but didn't respond to Astraeus. Perhaps the Air Elemental did have a point. Though, she still wasn't willing to risk such a maneuver with a Rider. Jester was relieved about this and to get his mind off of such things, he looked ahead. The beach was now below them, the sand stretching out in either direction, the waves lapping hungrily at the shore; it amazed Jester that they went so far and no farther.
In the distance was the Island of Time.
"I've heard that Adutaine, the Time Elemental, gives tests to her Riders before she accepts them. I don't know if it's true or not but I'm glad that Fazoola isn't like that," Jester commented.
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