Cresent Rock Beach (Nightmare Darklight) (Open)

[Skorm]

It was a clear day, the air fresh, the sun warm, and the wind calm. Elean calmly flew high above Hyrule; in her dragon form, Elean wore two gold bands on her horns, two Celtic necklaces, one of which has a sapphire with a crest engraved into it. She wore 3 gold loop earing’s on each ear, she had a Celtic arm band around her elbows, on both her wrists were gold bands and on her feet below the ankles were gold bands as well, and on her left thigh was a purple symbol of a dragon.

These were her accessories she wore whenever she decided to remain a dragon for a few days. Also, due to the fact she often had difficulty transforming into a human, she rarely used it so it was difficult for her but changing into a dragon was always easy.

However, Elean flew until she came to a lovely sandy beach, rocky mountains on three sides and the vast ocean to one, the sand beach to the grassy field and the mountains beyond. She then dived down before crashing into the ground, she unfurled her wings to slow down and come in for a gentle landing. The sand here was very fine sand, soft to walk on, absolutely no rocks on this beach, the sand was also deep every step sunk her feet a little over a foot deep. She then came to a rocky outcrop a crescent shape facing out to the ocean. Elean loved this place the sand was always soft especially in the crescent shaped outcrop, the sand it was very lose, and dry, it was far up the beach the water was never able to reach it for decades, and likely never will again. Elean knew why this was extra soft, the rocky outcrop bellow the sand was a bowl shape the water in it had evaporated long ago and so the sand became very loose thus very soft, like a desert but cooler.

Elean then lied down in the sand of the crescent outcrop, curling her tail around to her front for comfort, she then laid her head down on her paws/hands in the sand closed her eyes, and relaxed to the soothing sounds of the ocean. No one ever came to this beach because the only path to it by land was through a long deep maze of tunnels created centuries ago, it was once a mine, because of that the path was hazardous , the ancient wooden bridges rotten and could collapse at the slightest weight. The only other choice to get to this peaceful beach was to fly over the mountains or come in by ship.

Her dragon body sunk into the sand a bit contouring to her body making it all that more comfortable to lay in the sand, it was ergonomic; it fit to every contour of her body. It was good thing it was no sand trap or she would be buried by now.

The first time she had ever come to this beach was with her mother almost 20 years ago, her clan resided in the mountains almost 30 miles north of here. There is a valley in the mountains, reachable only by flight, for it is surrounded by mountains on all sides; her clan claimed this beach as their own, for cultural reasons. When Elean has children of her own, she will bring them here to this beach, as tradition every year. However, a month from this day her clan will have a ceremony, celebrating the 300 anniversary of the clan. However the beach is not a territory Eleans clan will fight over, all are welcome if they know their way so long as no port no building is ever built here.

[Elohim]

This part of the land indeed was secluded. The path through the mine would reduce the numbers who could make it there drastically, primarily to those with a death wish, and very few had means of flight or oceanic travel. This just left the Zoras, the Pirates, the avian and draconic Ainur of the land, and most likely the Gorons who could dig their way through. Many of the others could not make it here otherwise, and so because few even bothered to travel out here, nobody would disturb the highness of a dragon in this spot. It would make a nice place to sit and relax.

Oh, there was one sort forgotten from that list; people who could ghost through crap.

Yes, Elohim knew very well about this little wench of a lizard, but hadn't bothered to do anything yet. She was just a minor pest compared to some of the others in Hyrule, and so he allowed her to remain for a while. However, with the current state of affairs, he intended to take matters into his own hands, and begin the cleansing of the world on his own. He would ensure it was done correctly, after all, and he intended to make this little annoyance one of the first he eliminated. She was a minor annoyance, yes, but getting rid of her would leave less room for trouble on the Ainur end of things later on. He could deal with that ruler later, and not have as much concern about the rite of ascension.

And so, having bypassed all of the dangers of the path by simply phasing through them, Elohim manifested atop a rock outcropping overlooking the beach, his black casual attire and golden hair standing out against the brown and gray of the stone around him. His expression was a mix of boredom and annoyance, looking down on this arrogant lizard and readying himself to just end her. Of course, he could get a little bit of amusement out of her before then.

"Such a pathetic worm, lying in the dirt yet making claims of royalty. It's hardly worth the privilege of cleaning the very same dirt off of a man's boot, but such stains on the world are nothing more than mistakes. Certainly, the little one will be even less entertaining than the dogs," Elohim let out a sigh as he realized the truth in his own words, raising a hand as sixteen weapons manifested in the air behind him. He had spoken more than loud enough for this woman to hear him, so unless she intended to neglect the insulting of her station, she might squirm and bark a little bit before dying.

The youth in this one would hopefully be a bit more amusing, but he was doubtful. Useless women would always be useless, after all, and it seemed to run rampant in the world.

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[Nightmare Darklight]

And those who were completely badass.

Nightmare heard of this absolutely glorious fishing spot down in Oceania. When he heard, he knew that he just had to go visit it. Taking his fishing rod with him, he immediately set of on his big journey to this secluded spot. The only catch was that he had heard it was dangerous to get there. Unstable foundations, monsters everywhere. Yeah, that would be fine. He knew he was amazing enough that there really wouldn't be much of a problem for him. So, with fishing rod in hand, he ventured towards the mine. Stopping only briefly to grab a few pebbles and grasp them in his free hand. He was going to end up using these, he knew that much.

On the way in, he was already assailed by danger from every direction. At first, it started with a collapsing bridge. But Nightmare casually walked on through as plank after plank fell behind him, unable to support his weight. From there, he was assaulted by swarms of bokoblins. All of them wielding either crude bows or crude spears. Nightmare nonchalantly continued on as arrows flew by him, his thumb flicking out pebbles towards the archers, which fell one by one due to a bokoblin's natural feebleness and Nightmare's superhuman strength, gathered from the ring. He danced around the blade swipes from the bokoblins that charged him head on, responding by giving each of them a good thwack with his fishing rod.

When he was almost out, he came across a rope tied down to the other side of a gap, with no bridge. Using his last pebble, he flicked it out as it snapped the rope, causing it to swing lazily over to him. Using his now free hand, he gripped the rope and swung on over, jumping off just as it gave out, the rope following into the abyss while Nightmare stood on the other side. He didn't even seem to acknowledge this. No realization that he had a close call or anything like that.

Finally, he exited the mine, coming out the other side where the other two were. He noticed the Undertaker from their previous encounter with damn near every leader, weapons poking out behind him, aimed at a dragon. "So that's the Undertaker's power..." He mentally noted the arrogant king's ability. He looked at the dragon. Nope, no one familiar. He looked back at the Undertaker. "Well you have fun with that." He called out with a shrug. And with that, he hopped down from the rocks, strolled right past the two combatants, and cast his line into the sea.

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[Skorm]

OOC: I say the loser of this fight does not die, they are KO (this will likely be me) Now that is if night aprooves


IC:

For some time it was relatively peaceful, she had come here to get away from the political life of her clan, and the busy world of Hyrule. Her clan elders had always advised against her from ever traveling alone, perhaps they were right, but it beats the purpose of a vacation. Here she did not expect trouble but today was not the case, some man with the audacity to come up behind her and say such fowl words disturbed her slumber. Making her a very ornery dragoness, any man in the right mind would know their mistake. To disturb a dragoness from her slumber is to knock on the doorsteps of death himself. While this dragoness may not be as powerful as other may be, any dragon is still a foe to reckon with.

To call one a dog is to say they are a crossbreed, mutts, inferior. While many forgot the meaning of calling one a dog, this dragoness’s ancient culture has not forgotten anything. To her, this man with such Audacity, is thee mongrel, stinking annoying Poe.
(yea southern language kinda ran out of the words at the End XD)

Elean hissed a deep, menacing hiss as she got up, rude he was. However, queen is a title, a government system of monarchy; it can be of a small clan or an entire civilization. The moment Elean had spotted him conjure up magical blades Elean blasted a beam of her dark energy and took to the skies at relatively the same time, she maintained a random path to make it practically impossible to determine where she would be to be able to actually hit her. The best bet to hit such a random moving target is to spray and pray.

[Nixes]

(I was debating whether to join or not, not wanting to crowd things up, but as no one seems to mind, here I am ^^ )

So much damn water…

This was the only thought Nixes could muster. Being oh so very lost and a world he did not know. In the form of his shadow beast, and odd, rather unassuming creature was hovering over the water, his wings flapping franticly just to avoid touching down. There happened to be quite a few amazing things in this realm, but its ocean was something he despised. He thought following water would have been a wise idea, perhaps to find some intelligent creatures in this world. But alas, he had no idea what he would be getting himself into.

At this point he had no reference for where he was going, or where he had even started. For all he knew he may just circle back by the end of this flight, though he at least guessed the light realms size to be far greater than that. But the unchanging scenery of blue…. It had made him lose all track of time. He was however counting himself quite lucky that he was able to stand up to this infamous light he had heard so much about. Though somehow he doubted his other kin would be so lucky in a situation similar to how own.

But what annoyed Nixes the most was his situation. This is not how he envisioned a venture to this new frontier. Her he had no people, no army to lead, no princess for him to protect, without that he wasn’t sure what to do with himself. Becoming the Twilight Assassin was his way of obtaining freedom from his soul crushing family, but using his sense of duty his crutch. He used this as a way of getting back on his feet, and to perhaps live somewhat normally. Now that he was truly free, he was lost, both figuratively and literally.

But the chirping in his head was finally silent’s, when something knew came into his vision. “Land!” He called to no one other then himself, increasing his speed, ignoring anything else but the sandy beach ahead. Finally he dived bombed into the sand, practically burying himself into it. Extremely cheerful, he had gained both a new appreciation for sand, and hatred for water. Though glancing up, he had also noticed he had found a person, a fisherman. He wasn’t sure how to react, his ears splayed back slightly, still a bit tired from his flight, not yet aware of the battle starting to unfold.

[Elohim]

It seemed he would encounter a familiar face here. Just before the dragon struck out at him, Elohim recognized the face of one of the men encountered back at the lake a while ago. It was, coincidentally, the same one he tolerated the most out of those there, but it wasn't by much. He used common sense and logic, something the rest there didn't, so it made it a little easier to stand. It seemed he also didn't intend to get involved in the conflict between the two, which would make this much easier. He was a wise one; the King of Heroes might be able to tolerate having this man as company every now and then, if he continued proving himself better than most in this era.

And then the dragon decided to lash out. A beam of darkness, really? Elohim casually rotated himself to the side, the beam impacting on the rock behind him but not really doing much. It was a sturdy rockface, and wouldn't give way from just that. Following the path of the dragon with his eyes, he sighed with annoyance as he realized what the pathetic woman was trying to do. He took a breath, before giving a sharp glare at the dragon, and from his mouth came a single word...

"Mongrel!"

That single word though would carry more force behind it than one would think though. That word was a command from Elohim, a command to 'stop'. The force of his ego worked with the natural abilities of a poe to halt his opponent in their tracks, and prevent them from moving. In a hilarious coincidence, because the opponent was flying through the power of wings, they would come crashing out of the sky because of their inability to move their wings now. With the dragon now extremely still, and extremely incapable of moving out of the way, he decided to end this now before the woman proved more irritating.

With a single snap of his fingers, all sixteen weapons rained down from behind him at high speed, intent on skewering this worm. The general mass was aimed for the the torso of the dragon, but a few would end up hitting the wings due to their trajectory. No dragonhide could help protect from these weapons; the power behind them was simply too high from their velocity. A normal man would be torn to shreds from this attack.

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[TLDR: Used Poe Scream racial to stun Elean, causing her to fall out of the sky due to the inability to move, then fired all 16 weapons from King's Treasury at her after she landed from the crash.

Poe Scream - 5 Rounds remaining on cooldown, 1 round remaining on duration]

[Nightmare Darklight]

While Nightmare was here to fish, he was also occasionally stealing a glance back at the two combatants as their fights were beginning. He noticed that with a simple insult, the Undertaker was able to do... something. Unless the dragon was so thin skinned that being insulted would bring her crashing to the ground. Not only that, but he was firing a bunch of shiny weapons out of a golden glowy thing behind him. Really, he commended him for being practical, but he was giving away quite a bit of his powers. Nightmare mentally noted them, figuring that if he ever had to fight him, he could just bring up this knowledge to give him an edge over the King of the Damned.

He also watched the dragoness, noting the dark beam of energy. Well, it wasn't too difficult to note that she was a dragon that likely worked with the shadow element, or just darkness in general. There probably wasn't much more to watch with her. However, his attention turned to motion nearby as a young man practically dive bombed the shore. Just what in the hell was he doing out there in the first place?! Between the fighting, and the newcomer actually swimming to this location, he wasn't going to catch any fish. These intruders were scaring them all away. "Osos xiekivi..." Nightmare muttered under his breath in the dragon tongue. Whereever he showed, chaos was soon to follow, somehow.

Ah well, didn't matter. He had no real intention of going to help the guy that had dive bombed into the shore. And as for the fight going on behind him, he was going to do his best to not get involved. Granted, he had a feeling that one of them would try to drag him into the squabble somehow. At least he figured that if they tried, he could just avoid the attack and continue on with his fishing. Honestly, Nightmare had better things to do than help a man who was possibly drowning, or help a fellow dragon, or help a fellow leader, no matter how much of a douche bag he was. He was a busy man today.

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[Skorm]

Before Elean could do anything she heard her foe scream and in her misfortune found she could not move, and thus went into a dive. Her first thought as this suddenly happened was that of shock. When she crashed into the beach she came in steep and hard, she so happened to be in a little less than a half barrel role, and came to a crash on her side. She crashed up the beach where the ground was harder than the rest.

She crashed head first at a steep angle, but thanks to flexibility of her neck nothing was broken there, but she will have the worst headache ever after all this. but that is not to be said about the rest of her body as she hit the ground, less reluctantly she had crashed to where she landed on her left wing, a immense pain from the wing shot through her, causing her to roar in agony, only a dragon knows the pain of breaking a wing bone especially the wing arm, which unfortunately for her, is what she felt break… in multiple spots. She quickly came to a sliding halt, if she could even move she did not think she even would want to move. After the initial pain from her left wing her left shoulder and arm hurt just as much for it took the full force of the impact to the ground. Chances are she won’t walk or use that arm for months to come.

Elean cursed her foe and herself for underestimating him, a Poe. She hated Poe’s; well as of now she hates Poe’s. Before she could even begin gaining her movement back out of the corner of her eye she seen him launch all them weapon at her. JUST her luck, that’s just what she needed, more misery and pain. So she tried to close her mind to the pain with no avail as they struck her, tearing through her wing membrane as though it were not even there and strike her torso, leg, tail, basically whatever was in the way. But because of her size and the thickness of her hide all the weapons even if they pierced to the hilt were not long enough to reach her heart. At the least she was alive… but miserable.

Elean was never a fighter; she only defended herself when she had to. If she really wanted to fight she would be with another dragon of who is on her side. Of course if she would pay attention to the scents in the air she would notice another creature very similar to a dragon, a nine headed Hydra, but a dragon nonetheless, the language he spoke would be a dead giveaway anyway. Elean could really use a little help right now. She did not expect to fight a Poe, not on a day like this.