Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-26510601-20170425170033/@comment-26510601-20170426212152

Agnis relaxed as Keldran came to an answer regarding the fate of the Realms. A noble soul to care for Agnis' affairs, truly something the King had to thank his Trueborn for.

Once Keldran set out from the halls on Saphira's back, they were able to quickly leave these hallowed lands of the King as large portholes directed them out into the molten planes that Keldran once traversed on foot. Every now and then a dragon could be seen here and there similarly gliding through the lands before disappearing as they traversed on their own journies. The fiery lands and the carved mountains all passed by, from the cascading mountains of dragon teeth to the lakes of fire that spewed geysers of flame that reached as high as Saphira and Trithon were in the air.

A solemn moment as they traversed these lands, many before Keldran and many after him would likely travel these lands in ignorant pursuit of the dragons. Some only abiding companions, few made it before the infernal dangers that spanned these lands. Keldran even knew some of them, but perhaps things best not to dwell on as they exited the King's realm. Once they made it out of the Realm, the landscape stayed the same for the most part as they crossed towards the land of Mad Lady Fauzastas.

The clouds which Saphir and Trithon dwelled through were a dark, sooty gray but as they traveled closer and closer to Fauzastas realms the sky began to darken as the clouds turned black as pitch like a blight upon the world. The 2 dragons both knew of Fauzastas plagued skies, there were rumors and tales of creatures who lived and could see in those pitch clouds. Beasts whose teeth grew as long as quills and dug under a dragon's scales to rip them apart. This, and the little visibility offered above the clouds and below would force them to remain low. Low enough to be sighted by anything.

The long flight to these lands would have its effect on both dragons as well as they needed to rest their wings somehow. Saphira or Trithon both one landing and taking under whatever initiative Keldran ordered them under, understood they were within Fauzastas' lands. It was perhaps noticeable by Keldran as well, the raw energy of an inferno that carried throughout the King's realm stopped abruptly at these borders. At this point everything looked as if it were night, and not a single of the dark clouds above parted at any point to reveal if it were night or day.

All things would be forced to a crawl in Fauzastas' maddening lands, and they too would know of the other treacheries that called these dead lands home. While the ground itself had many dangers, the sky itself was similarly dangerous and there was no telling if the rumors spoke truth or not. Wherever Keldran went, there was certainly malice waiting ahead for him.