Dry_Water (FULL - PM to join)

[Strazytski]

in The Desert theres sand everywhere all you can see is Sand, the heat is harsh and Very Dry And Theres no Water, Ranith Walks though The desert and keeps on as he keeps wings closed as if he tried to fly the wind will overwhelm him and throw him around like a bag, as he is Fighting the wind as it leads to land and this is a reason why no one returns, entering is easy but exit is harsh, and Ranith is no where need the exit, and as it stands he doesn't know where hes going, all he knows that the way out is by fighting the wind.

Many days pasted as Ranith Rested and kept going for many hours, his scales are full of sand and he keeps his eyes closed as he fights the sand and keeps nose facing to the ground so he can breath without getting to much sand into his mouth, slowly begins to grow weak each day as he had no water or food, but Ranith pushes on, Ranith looks up while keeping mouth shut and opens his eyes as sand falls off then places a claw in front of him to block the sand from hitting his eyes, then closes them and walks on a hour later the winds have picked up and Ranith is burning hot, Ranith wont last much longer if he doesn't find water soon, then stands up weakly.

Ranith covers his eyes by his hand and opens him and looks around but spots something something blue. Ranith knew what it was and ran towards it and stops he can hear and smell the water and opens his eyes and sees water Ranith doesn't wait a moment and Drinks, but the water wasn't wet it was hot and dry, and it didn't even taste like water, and spits out sand and looks down and only sees sand. Ranith Closes his eyes and moans as he walks on, as heat and the wind gets hotter and stronger, and Ranith is hopeless.

[Omio]

Omio, also caught within a bit of a sandstorm happened to be wandering. He wasn't caring much about his envionment's contents anymore, he was more focussed on survival. That was exactly what was key out here - sadly, he could barely see about a foot in front of him at best - and as he wandered, he ran into this rather large, scaly thing - and it seemed alive. "Ooph!" was the only thing heard before he fell backwards, rolled, and tried to get back on his feet, but the sand gave, and he landed on his chest.

Without even thinking, he blurted "Sorry!" - before even being able to catch a glance at who or what he ran into. He had a feeling of fear, but it wasn't too great quite yet - was this what he thought it was, running would be recommended - and quick. IF this is some dragon that hates me for no reason, I'm running. I don't want to be made crispy, thank you.

[Strazytski]

Ranith keeps on even if he is worn out tired, as his mouth is full of sand and walks on as he cant see where hes going, for hours he kept on hoping he would get out soon, but he fell the Ground on his belly, he opens his wings as they lay on the burning sand, as he cant hold them closed anymore, and layed for for a long while not knowing how long, he felt something hit him but he didn't move.

Ranith layed there as he slowly died unable to stand anymore he knew he lost and wont be able to exit the desert, then Ranith heard

"Sorry!"

Ranith tried to open his eyes but couldn't his tail moved a bit but was slow and getting slower, and who or whatever said sorry is his only chance to live though this, But Ranith couldn't do anything beside breathing and hear.

[Omio]

Omio would then realize the struggles on the dragon because of the winds. "I'll see what I can do about this wind..." and with that, He drew his Shiden, and swatted at the origin of the wind. The wind slowed a little, but it was barely noticable. He swatted a few times more. Again, the wind slowed, but by a bit more this time. At least dust wasn't flying all over the place like mad.

"I've done all I can. I can't help any more. At least you should be able to see." Omio now hoped that he wasn't going to be made into calamari. As long as that didn't happen, he didn't care what the dragon did. Alas, this was the first time he had seen, let alone helped, a dragon. "Just... don't fry me." He ducked and curled into a ball, his sword on the sand in front of him. I value life, unlike a lot of other blithering idiots...

[Strazytski]

Ranith layed there as the wind wasn't the problem, he was dried out and is overheating, Ranith needed water the most, but a jug full wont do much good, but he managed to gain some energy and stood up, as he kept his wings hanging for a moment then pulls and closes then he turns towards Omio, even if Ranith was he refused to eat him as he saved his life. then Ranith said 'who... are you" he spoke weakly but said it.

[Omio]

Omio could sense the weakness now, too. "Save your breath. You were crazy enough to wander out here unprepared, and so I'm going to try and lead you out of this. Proceed north from here - your basic food and water will be supplied." and with that, he pointed the way north - the route he came in from. "You'll need all the energy you can muster, though - I've been travelling for an hour." Luckily, he carried a bit of food with him - he was planning on travelling South, but now, he was making a change of plan.

"Meet me on the beachline. I'll have fish ready for you." He then grabbed a chicken he had in his backpack, and placed it in front of the dragon's mouth, the backpack making sure it didn't get sand all over it. Once that was set, he left to go northbound.

((Just looked at the map. XDD))

[Strazytski]

Ranith looked at Omio as he said "Meet me on the beach line. I'll have fish ready for you." i didn't understand why he is helping him. but glad, once he putted a chicken in front of him, Ranith looked at it and turns back to Omio and sees him going northbound and turns back to the chicken and eats it, takes his time once he got up he followed what Omio said. and headed towards the beach but took his time, and wondered why the human is helping him.

[Ancalagon]

Ancalagon was flying high above the desert, still on his travels of this new world. As he flew above the desert, the clouds cleared and the heat became unbearable as he flew further north. He had come from the Ularian Ridge and had flown in a great curve straight into the centre of the desert, for he was new to this land.

He felt his wings beginning to weaken slightly under the weight of his heavy body out of a burning thirst which had begun to grow in him, and began to fly lower and lower. It was only when he was 100 ft above the sandy ground that he saw a four-legged figure moving North. He lifted his head and sniffed. He smelt a salty tinge on the wind and knew that they were near the sea. His spirits lifted as he thought of diving into those cool, wet waves.

He looked back down at the four-legged figure below him and dived down through the dry air and came into land perfectly, his massive wings folding up beside his armoured black body not far from where the figure he had seen was. He looked over and saw that it was a dragon. His spirits soared - another dragon! The first dragon outside his species he had met for over 7000 years! He could have roared for joy, but knew that this would normally be a hostile sign, so he cantered over to him and slowed to a walk, then said "Greetings fellow dragon. Where are you heading?" he asked politely, not a trace of excitement showing in his deep, gutteral voice as he greeted his brethren. Ancalagon had always been good at hiding his emotions.

[Omio]

After what seemed to be a few agonizing hours - although a couple of minutes here and there were fun - he finally managed to the beach. His hair, by this time, was in a complete mess; however, fashion won't be cared for out here - and with what he expects as guests, he can't worry about fashion, especially if he's to provide food. He grabbed some of his stuff, dropped it, and began to get a few layers of gear off - until he was down to the stuff directly attached to his skin. Now he had to take a what-was-bound-to-be-cold plunge into the ocean. He was always a chicken about this, but after about 2 mintues, he jumped in to find it quite warm. He forgot his dagger with the pile of gear, so he shored himself, looked through his gear to find his dagger. Now he could brave the water in an instant. He leaped somewhat far, and splashed a bit as he went in, feet first. Now to get some fish... He dove, and began to listen for movement. He heard some, and swiped at it - a fish got skewered. Omio surfaced to remove the fish from its true killer - the dagger - and tossed it into the start of another pile - on a rock somewhat close. He went down for another fish, and began to get himself into a routine.

[Strazytski]

I guess you will notice my RP skills changed a bit

Ranith kept wondering on though the harsh desert, 'why is the human helping him, Does he want me to fly him out of here once I am dusted off?" Ranith sighed as he kept walking on as he is covered in sand, main reason he cant fly, the sand got hold of him at the same time tiredness and hunger did.

Ranith Heard something land not far from him, not caring for it he kept on forward. Without knowing who's behind him, a voice (Ancalagon) spoke ""Greetings fellow dragon. Where are you heading?" Ranith slowed down and turned his neck towards the voice as sand cracked off. Ranith finds another dragon behind him, clearly not been stuck in here as long he as, Ranith did not speak but turned back, and walked on towards the beach line. Ranith wanted to talk but was to tired to do so, even if the human helped he was still in danger of dieing in this heat.

[Omio]

((Remember to make mention of the OOC parts with some type of indicator, Fire.))

Whew. That's 21. I'd best take a break. He had been working for about 15 or so minutes. He managed a somewhat fair sum of fish - and a few scratches too. Mostly his arms, but nothing too vital. He surfaced after a second or two, this time with no fish. He waded back to the surface, and sat. The dirt stuck to his still-soaked gear. He knew he had some extremely guests coming, and he barely caught like... 14 pounds. He needed to catch more, obviously, but he needed to rest now, or he could drown in the water. About roughly 3 minutes passed before he took the next plunge for yet another 2/3 of a pound.