Having been bested by an overgrown bird, Theseus feels a sense of shame and fragility that she never knew before. Thus while Sylvie tends to her wounds, she lays beneath the abyssal defeated and quiet, listening to Cookie Dough comforting the gryphon. The sense of overwhelming dread washes over her as she hears a horrifying screech near their island. Standing at the ready, she positions herself in front of Sylvie, Cookie Dough, and the injured gryphon, directly ...

Days later, our fine feather winged fluffy sapiere and her new found long scaled friend find themselves amongst the floating isles. What should have been a glorious vision of nature, was naught but a corrupted vortex of danger. The string of purple hues swirling through the clouds painted a most beautiful and haunting aura over the ethereal floating landmasses. From their vantage point, the two dragons saw that many of their kind were already arriving and findin...

The ice stung even on the toughest of skin. Chills ran through Carbin’s fangs, almost as if they crawled through his veins. The winter storm surrounding them raged on, even in these familiar mountains the air seemed almost haunted. The snow crunched beneath the feet of the pair as they trudged on through the deep powder.   Insornia looked ahead, he was mostly unbothered by the cold. His coat hung on well. Hi...

In the ancient realm of Empyrean, where mighty dragons soared across vast skies, it was often easy to forget you weren't the biggest threat among them. Grigori, scales as black as pitch and eyes glowing brightly against them, known for his wisdom and valor, and Zathym, the elusive Emperor that used magic and tricks to out-do his opponents, shared a bond deeper than the roots of the oldest trees: They were both companions to Reaver, who often guided them on impossible tasks and quests mu...

The night was silent but only one sound echoed across the floating isles and it was of gryphon in pain and enrage. The screech sent bats flying out of their hiding spot on a forest isle and away onto another isle. The moon was high in the night sky and the only light to the isles at night.    Other forest creatures still did not come out of hiding.  Not even baer for Spectral Matriarch corrupt made all the w...

Nightfall on the floating isle but an eerie silence follows with not even the hoot of an owl or the sound of crickets in the grass on one of the floating islands.  It was like something spooked all the wildlife off into hiding.  Whatever had spook the wildlife it was still in the forest and its glow cast a pale blue white on the brak of the tall trees making them glow a bit.    She looked around seeing no o...