The Grand Meeting (Open to all)

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Location: Muri Taka (Layrian Bay Island)

The morning air is crisp, with the sun having just began to rise over the horizon.  Today was the day that all the known tribes of the land met together, to interact, socialize, discuss, plan, whatever.  Some of the talks would be serious, some of them would just be friendly banter.  This was a time to get to learn who the other tribes leaders were, as well as their members. The smell of roasted fish and beef permeated the air, as some draconiforms came first, cooking food and preparing other various food items. Even some rogues, those that had the guts to show up, were coming. Everyone was allowed at this time.

Delillah observed the scenes occurring in front of her. Many of these forsaken creatures were simply conversing, well how exceptionally boring, she thought to herself until Oculus addressed her. Who did he trust her to be? Her and cause issues? Never. She chuckled and allowed her unemotional visage to crack, a sly smirk shaping on her snout. Her eyes flickered to Ferrum as he left, and her face returned to its natural apathetic state. The spion was youthful, and still required practise, and observing Oculus it was obvious that he shared her opinion.

She returned her gaze to Oculus and was just about to answer when her Queen commented to Oculus's last discourse. She averted her eyes towards different draconmforms. Numerous were extremely active and talkative, and awfully friendly. It was not long until her favourite tribe appeared. The kasha's pioneer was known to be extremely entertaining, and it was as soon as the proud female landed that she felt a smirk of foreshadowing fun appearing upon her muzzle. Oculus commented on something however it was unheard by Delilah simply because she felt no care to listen, the next words however were directed to her, she nodded "They rather are, great fun too as far as i heard. The spion would not be as moronic as to act stupidly around our Commandant" She answered in heavy Xoyan. " Now excuse me, i heard the food is supposed to be delicious" She turned towards her queen "Gemini" and mirrored Oculus's bow, informing her with a simple gesture that she would be around,  before striding away her eyes, judgemental as ever as they passed over every single individual.

Her attention was suddenly drawn to a loud shriek, observing where the yelling came from her eyes settled upon the kisha's leader. It appeared as if someone bumped into the female kisha, disappointed the black female continued her strides her eyes remaining on the sandy draconiform. If she was so easily unsettled by an insect then they might have hidden a little too long within their dirt filled lands, or should have simply remained there, but then again someone had to bring the entertainment.

No matter how often she descended to sea level, Neru would never get over how hot it was. Her descent dow the mountain became steadily warmer, and though she had thought ahead enough to leave behind her armor, and simply come with her Sthane settled upon her head, nothing could ever prepare her for the soupy feeling of the air at the base of the mountains and beyond.

She'd gotten the invitation quite a while ago, surprisingly. Luckily, one of the Onari had been hunting on the groundlands when it was behing delivered, and was able to serve as a sort of messenger to bring her the item. To her, it seemed simply another boring dinner, but she supposed it could be useful. Neru was still young in her leadership, at least among her tribe, so she would take every chance possible to learn what she could of the other tribes. From what she heard, there was a new tribe surfacing - literally- as well.

By the time she reached within sight distance of the island, Neru could see she was slightly late. Though she supposed she could have left earlier, she had to send out the Onari on their separate duties, as well as make sure the Sage and Emara knew well how to deal with things while she was gone.

As Neru closed in, she let out a small birdlike squawking sound, a greeting among her tribe. She gradually came to the shore, shooting straight for the nearest rock to settle lightly on, her wings fluttering to her sides as her wingclaws came forward to grip the rock. Looking around curiously, Neru curled her tail about herself. She was well accustomed to watching and waiting when it came to diplomatic situations to get a hold of things before diving in, and that habit showed no change now. From what she could see, there was already discourse among the Ki'Sha. That seemed ordinary to her, but nonetheless she watched curiously, flicking her tail tip back and forth near her face in a feeble attempt to keep cool.

Susurro nodded and hid behind the two dragons, flame trailing from her left eye from using her fire magic. She attempted a defensive growl but one of Scortia's guards made her to scared to even attempt it. Watching Scortia and Imperia carefully, Susurro pulled out somehing from her satchel, it was a defensive amulet which would protect her much better if the Ki'sha tried to attack her. She growled to herself. This stupid incident is all your fault you shouldn't have come! She thought harshly. If you didn't come, this wouldn't have happened! She sighed-what was the use? Fighting with herself wasn't going to stop what she had caused, but she was to scared for do something about it. She looked out from under Ferrum up at Scortia, slightly trembling when she saw the anger in her eyes. She needed to fix this, Susurro didn't want to be the cause of a horrible fight. Slowly, and shakily Susurro went forwards to Scortia, not to close, but close enough. "I-I'm sorry for startling you miss Ki'sha,"She formally addressed Scortia, attempting to sound less scared then she was."I deeply a-apologize..."She paused unsure of what to say next. She looked back at Imperia and then back at Scortia."I-It won't happen again I pr-promise."She stated somewhat firmly in her shaky voice.

Gemini just watched the Lakara queen walk away. She said nothing, but her head swung to stare at the Kishan queen, who had apparently officially greeted Ferrum. At least he hadn't done anything stupid yet; that would be a horrible mistake, and Gemini would make sure to throttle him with her own two claws. As she continued to watch their interaction, her second assassin, Delillah also slinked off.

A smaller dragon seemed to bump into the the Kishan leader, the dragon seemed to go into a fit of rage, her large wings swinging this way and that. Gemini's body tensed, and her teeth bared in an almost apparent snarl. What was she doing!? Was she stupid enough to cause trouble when she was alone in facing the other tribes!? A vein twitched on the corner of her forehead as she watched the scene, Ferrum attempting to calm down the angry leader.

A new dragon seemed to have appeared as well, a wyvern. She believed it was the Vuari leader, but she was not sure.

"I don't care what you do, Oculus. Just don't do anything stupid, or I will tear your limbs off one by one."

And with that being said, Gemini strided forward towards the group of dragons that seemed to be arguing.


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Zalamoro slept peacefully on his bed of bones, only to be awakened by the clicking on sharp claws on stone. His head shot up and he hissed at his messenger. "What do you want messenger! It better be important, for you have awoken me." He glared at the frightened gray western dragoness, she tossed him a letter."T-The hunting group you sent out sir, they intercepted a messenger from another tribe. They didn't manage to kill him but, they got the letter he was carrying." She then nervous stepped back out of Zalamoro's den. Zalamoro carelessly opened the letter and read it. So this was addressed to my dear sister...He read the letter further. My..My a peaceful meeting for all tribes to meet... That would be something very interesting... He set down the letter and stood from his pile of bones, shaking off a few shards. He walked into the deepest part of his huge den, slipping on his armor and dark amulet. He stepped outside and screeched into the sky, his ominous call received three replies as three other dragons, two westerns and a Lindwurm flew over landing with three loud clinks of armor. "Sir you called?" One of them asked stepping forwards. Zalamoro gave a sharp growl and explained the meeting in the secret code he had come up with. They nodded in understanding and they took off towards the area of the meeting.

After a few minutes they landed in the forest, Zalamoro gave the signal to stay put and he walked to the edge of the trees, acting unsuspicious so he could observe the area. He sat and suppressed a laugh of amusement when he saw his half-sister getting in to some trouble. He froze when he scented a Vuari, multiple actually. He turned towards Neru, suppressing a snarl to prevent detection.

came in and see a lot of dragons around. he was wondering where he was becouse he had no any idea. he was in full pain.he came do this place after somthing that happent. he does not wanne talk about and got scared from the dragons around him. d.d.dragons how  eh are you all doing he looks around and asks what is this place? after asking he fell on the ground from the pain

Watching Delillah go with her comment, he gave a small nod of his head to communicate he understood. If she was hungry, she could eat. Not like they were on active duty per say. He might have gone off to get something too if it were not for all the new arrivals. Turning his attention back to Gemini, he gave a bow, eyes closed and making a little swirly motion with one of his paws as Gemini showed her loving and compassionate side in her response. "As you wish, Kommadant." As much fun as it would have been for Oculus to taunt her a bit more, he knew he shouldn't push till she snapped. As Gemini went off, he looked around, watching a new smaller dragoness land among the rocks, squawking like a bird. Guessing it to either be a mentally ill dragon or one from the higher altitudes, he approached Neru, not knowing their rank at all or which tribe they represented. Before he could greet and introduced, there was a commotion off to the side and he turned to observe the Ki'sha having their feathers ruffled over something minor most likely. Sighing, he would have walked over, but saw that Delillah was somewhat close, and Gemini was there too. Figuring it was fine and would blow over, he gave a small bow to the dragoness, focussing on her eyes. "Hello there. Quiet an interesting greeting you gave. You from higher altitudes or need help?" He lifted his head and smiled at her, trying to appear non threatening for the moment.

The Kuz'a was quite mad by the way that this little demon had disrespected her, but upon seeing the other dragons around her begin to sympathise with it, she narrowed her eyes. She never understood why draconiforms enjoyed comforting the weak so much. The way that creature curled up on the ground, even letting some of her flame escape her, was pitiful. Weak creatures like this would be eaten alive back in the deserts of Uoangi. It made her sick how these little heathens were kept alive. What purpose did they serve?

It did catch the Kuz'a slightly off guard when a strange dragoness spoke to her in Kish'an. A small growl escaped her throat. Did these lizards have any idea who they were speaking to? How dare they treat her with such disrespect! But nonetheless, Scortia had been raised to be a diplomat, a political head of state. The Ki'shans did not normally like swallowing their pride, but seeing as a war with any one of these tribes could be catastrophic, she supposed she'd have to act a little more... to their standards.

Her growl would dim, and she would raise her head, her eyes scanning over the dragons whom had approached her. She looked much more official now. With her golden hazel eyes focused on the draconiform whom had bumped into her, she spoke in a low, almost emotionless tone. "Young draconiform. Your apology is expected. Next time, pay your surroundings heed before you prance around like such." there wasn't any growl in her voice, but something about it could send a chill down your spine.

She then turned her attention back to Ferrum, pretending to ignore the little lindwurm's existance entirely, and spoke to him, "Now that we have that settled, why don't you show me and my Aliugaans to your leader. We've wasted enough time." glancing over at the grey dragon whom had spoken to her before, she said, in Ki'shan, "And who might you be? I rarely speak to dragons who are cultured enough to speak more than one language, especially one as vibrant as ours."

Thankful that the Ki'shan leader had recovered from her... ordeal, Ferrum nodded and said, "Right this way." He approached Gemini and bowed as a sign of respect before he introduced the Kuz'a to her, "This is Kommandant Gemini of the Xøya Tribe. I do hope that you two have a pleasant talk." He nodded to Scortia and backed his way out of the conversation.

Ferrum had talked to almost everyone who seemed important. The rogues didn't really count, as they had no sense of leadership, but there was one other draconiforme that stood out. They seemed to be hiding behind the trees, but what could they be doing there? He didn't really care, so he laid down in the middle of the clearing and closed his eyes.

Void looked at the letter that was resting in his talons. He had not considered looking at it until now, and was confused by what was written on it. It was addressed to 'The Good Doctor', and apppeared to be an invitation to a meeting of sorts. He didn't even know who delivered it, it was just there next to him when he woke up. He determined that it would be wrong not to go if he had been invited. Without waisting any more time, he looked at the location, put on his medical satchel, and took off to the meeting area. Once he was close, he saw that there were many dragons already there. His mind was telling him that this was a bad idea, but he shook the thought off and swooped closer. He knew most of the dragons there probably wouldn't speak to him, since Rouges had been given such a low stereotypical value, but he couldn't be sure. He landed next to a blue dragon, who seemed to be in a lot of pain. He kneeled down next to the blue dragon, looking at his face. Yup, that's the face of pain all right. He thought. Reaching into the black bag strapped to his hind leg, he pulled out a small metal syringe with a needle on it, containing a medium painkiller which was made from some herbs and water. "Relax, this will ease the pain." He said to the blue dragon smoothly. He discreetly and quickly injected it into the shoulder of the dragon's forelimb. He put away the syringe and backed away, hoping he had not drawn too much attention. Looking around he only saw a few dragons staring at him, the rest seemed to be deep in conversation, or doing something else. "What happened to you?" He asked. It was a question he always asked, and usually a pretty easy one to answer.

sees a black gray dragon. killie looked ad him pretty sad. the syringe thit it's work. killie was trying do get up thanks your the first dragon that has been nice do me he starting do get up. he seen that the ohter dragons where not paying attentoin of what was happing. after he hears the quastoin he says. i don't wanne talk about it. full of sadness looked do the gray dragon. afraid he would kill him if would know the trute. and stil a bit schocked from everything that happent. he asked the black gray dragon.do you have a name? mine is killie. he looked around trying do understand what was happeninge. with no understanding of what he could do. killie started do smile a bit and say. you would not believe me and what is this place anyway? while he was looking around cerously

Void helped Killie to his feet. "My name is Void." He responded. "And this is Muri Taka." He looked around at the croud of dragons, and the the few that were staring at him. He ignored them and turned back to Killie. "This is a meeting of the tribes, I think" He said smoothly. "Plus, you would be surprised what I would believe." He whispered to Killie.
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Imperia was nearly lost in Scortia's speech, she had only ever heard Ki'shan spoken by a native once before, and never quite so briskly as the larger dragoness was speaking. She recognised the simple question "who are you?" Even though it had been phrased in a weird order that she hadn't known was possible. The rest of her sentence was even more confusing, something about talking and different languages.
The grey dragoness hesitated for several seconds, trying to select her words.
"I am... ah... I am named... Imperia."
She switched back to common speech to say her name, having no idea if there was a translation for it. Speaking slowly gave her enough time to think.
"I am honoured to meet you. I speak all languages of powerful tribes. I am... umm..."
She had no idea how to say her next few words in Ki'shan, so she switched back to common again.
"I am queen of the Stormcallers, and goodwill with the Ki'sha and other tribes is important to our way of life."
She sighed, hoping she hadn't somehow offended Scortia.
"Forgive my weak speaking. I have not had the honour of meeting anyone of your tribe before."

A few more ripples of discontent swayed the crowd from her arrival onward. At least, they seemed to be formed of discontent. A red and blue dragon landed, seeming to be at the very least moderately hurt, possibly severely, as well as confused. Part of her considered going to his aid, despite not being a Sage or Emara. Another draconiforme moved towards them, however, saving her from the action.

Another movement caught her eye, that of a dark dragon. He seemed to be approaching her. I suppose watching and waiting are now out the window, she thought wryly, dropping her tail tip to the ground. A show of discomfort would do no good at a meeting such as this if she wanted her standing to stay in the positive levels. She made no other move as he finished his approach and bowed. Bowing had always made Neru unfomfortable; both she and her father had long since installed that the Vuari need not bow to their leader. She realized that it was a common response in other tribes, however, and thus made no complaint. Tipping her head to the side and fixing him with a curious gaze, she dipped her head slightly in a smaller greeting.

"Among those who use it, your greeting would be much more interesting, dragon." she replied, returning his smile with one of her own."I need no help. My name is Neru, I am the Chief of the Vuari of the high Etcan mountains. Who are you?" She could venture a guess that he was from the Xoyan tribe, given the few interactions of his she'd seen since her arrival. She was certain he wasn't a leader, though she didn't know what his exact rank was. Possibly high, if the leader was bringing him here with her.

he heard about the names around like stormcallers vuari. he was confused of what he heard. and ask what are you talking about when looking sooking sad do void. he asks him. have you ever heard of humans? he was scared that he could be kiled for this. but wantet do know if ohter dragons know of it. he had so many quastoins. he looks at neru but stays silant