It was a twillinght. Sun almost settled down as Elandria crossed the rainforest. She has came here to pick some rare plants for her potions....you never know when you will need them. Reaching Talche'el city she stoped for a brief moment and looked around. It was queit in there.....the was abandoned long ago already and yet she could sence a pressence of naga civilization in there.....she closed her eyes and saw a vision of people strolling streets of this capital...children all runing around, their laughter echoing from everywere....royals and commoners....soon this view did fade slowly returning her to reality...Elandria only shook her head and began to look for the plants she came for..perhaps she could even find her favorite one....Lunar flower...bur....this flower grows only in a hidden garden from anyones eyes...no one can see it..especialy those who are not worth it.....

Elandria's lips escaped a soft sigh and she began to humm a soft melody of a beautyful elven song that she once learned while was living with elves. They helped her so much when she escaped from deamon's realm....Elandria will always be grateful for those creatures of grace and wisdom..Finaly a smile came to her lips as she saw something she needed....Slowly approached and knelt down to look at the flower..it was one of her favorite - Night Orchid whitch blooms rarely and only during night time. " What a beauty.....no one could match a beauty of Orchids.....such a grace...and variaty of colors and forms...." she said taking in it's aroma. " Such intoxicating aromat..."

In a distance there was a thunderous roar and dust flew through the trees stopping at the outer edge of the ancient city, another roar came with a few stomping and trees breaking. The dragon was making room. Looking around through golden eyes and stiffing the air, He smelt a human nearby so he decided to change into his human form. He let out a loud scream and fell to the ground, "Gah..that hurt..." he muttered a few words and stood up putting his cloak on and tying his two hand sword on his back, he started forwards, black eyes looking out into the darkness unaware of what was going to happen.

Once arriving at the city he hid behind a building and poked his head out seeing a woman, pulling his hood up to cover his face and walked out into what little shadow there was. Kneeling down he started watching the human Have I've seen this person before? he thought to himself then shook his and turned around quickly looking up at the sky Great..a full moon is going to happen tonight..this can't be good. He looked around checking for any signs of something in-human..other then himself. Tonight he was not wanting to see a Lycan, or well thats what he called them anyways, he looked back to see the human holding something he couldn't tell what it was.

Getting up from the cold ground, Crystal knew it wasn’t going to be a good night for him, he could already feel the heat radiating from his body before he transformed. Fearing for people lives he took refuge in the forest knowing that hardly anyone would be in the woods now. Pacing the ground he wondered why he was cursed with this power.

Then it happened he felt his face grow long to a snout, his hands and legs buckle growing claws, growing a tail he thrashed it back and forth. Relishing the sheer power he smirk with a sadistic pleasure, he knew what he must do and he barked a laugh knowing he would enjoy every minute of it.

Snaga had left the desert so long ago. Yet, even after all this time, such climates the cool clean fields, and the rough, hard mountain. Stranger still was this dense rain-forest, which was distinctly uncomfortable for Snaga. He had only come here to find ancient artifacts (which several bandits in Angband had tipped him off to), but that was to be nothing compared to what he would find. As he swung his scimitar, hacking through the brush, he stumbled across a patch of flowers. He heard a gentle, soft singing, to which he was immediately drawn. Quietly and slowly making his way to the source of the noise, he was surprised to see a young maiden, picking flowers in the recesses of this rainforest.

Smiling, he brushed his long, black hair from out of his face, and he looked intently upon her with his red and green eyes. After she was finished speaking, he said with a smooth and calm voice, "Such could be said of you, dear madam. I came searching for treasure. It seems that a rarity of far greater value lies before me. I am called Snaga. If I might enquire, what is your name, fair maiden?"

Elandria didn't really notice anything around herself as she was drifted into her own thoughts. So many things were in her mind..about her soul sibling and how she could find him...about plants she needs to pick for her potions....A voive behind her nearly made her to startlet and she back away by one step from Snaga as she was cought off guard. " You scared me, sir" she said placing one hand upon her her chest to the left. " Name's Elandria DeRose, sir and i am no treasure" she said looking aside some holding a flower still. She closed her eyes that seemed to enchant and captivate everyone who see them. " I don't think you could find any artifact in here neither, mister Snaga......" she said.

He could see as her tripple moon tattoo on her forahead would earthrealy glow in silveras the full moon rose into the sky. She placed the flower into her recesses and looked around as some few spirits announced her about two other pressences. She got worried slightly but trys not to show any fear or worry and stay calmn. "I think we do have two guests, mister Snaga..." she said and glanced at him.

With a feeling of joyess relief Crystal shot up into the might sky looking for someone, anyone who will be able to keep him in this form forever but to do this he will first need a human . Gliding in the night air he saw what looked like a man, but wait he was not a ordinary man though he could tell he was at least part demon talking to a human girl. He knew it would not be easy getting the girl and defeating a demon at the same time without killing them both but he reminded himself for this plan to work he must have that girl.

Having that in mind he lunged to the ground about 300 feat or so away from his intended victim smelling now fear he could tell that she had no idea that it was a demon smiling to himself about her stupidity not being about to see a demon plainly affront of her he waited and listened to what they where talking about.

Elandria felt slightly dizzy all of a sudden for some reason but tryed not to show it. She got worried for she felt evil pressences...As soon as she recollected herself, Elandria simply took one more step away from Snaga and looked around. " Do tell me truth, please.....what you came here for? I don't believe that just to hunt treasures..." she said. Her eyes could easyly reveal her worry. She wanted to take one more step back but only touched a tree with her back. In her mind was only one question - how to get out off there..

Snaga smiled, not seeming to notice her distinct fear. He pulled out his scimitar, its blade gleaming in the moon-light. He held it in his left hand, and rubbed the blade with his right index finger, for he was left-handed. He said with a seeming nonchalant attitude. He was, to be frank, rather interested in this woman, and he decided that he would take her with him, but first he would have to deal with the newcomer. He cast a glance at the beautiful woman, and grinned. He told the woman, with an attempt at a calming smile, “My dearest maiden, I did indeed come here in a search for treasures; and such have I found. I mean you no harm, but I seem to be alone in that sentiment. If you care at all for you life, you will stay with me. Unfortunately, it seems I will likely have to deal with our friendly little visitor, if you catch my meaning.”

Swinging his trusty scimitar at the ground, he cut a flower with the blade. Due to his extensive training with his scimitar, he was able to keep the blossom of the flower on the flat of the blade when he cut it. Holding the blade towards the woman, he offered to her the blossom upon it. He flicked the blade, causing the blossom to float into the air, and land in her hair. It landed upright, appearing as a beautiful adornment for a beautiful woman. He then held the blade up in a defensive stance, ready to fight whatever it was that would come against him. He slid his feet, to brace for any impact from an attack, to maximize his opportunity for counter-attack. The woman would be his, and no one else's. Even if it took a baptism of blood to claim her.

She listened to Snaga talk hanging onto his each word and flushed slightly at the compliment still trying not to give into his flirt and seduction. Thought he is lulling her into iliusion of safity succesfuly even being a creature she fears the most. She nearly gasped some as he drew his blade and griped slightly onto her staff but seeing an offered blossom of a flower she blinked some pondering why he is so anxious with getting her?"I....." she muttered some not knowing what to say and glances at the direction that noise is coming from.


(sorry that post is so short)

Silently he withdraws his wings and morphed to the creature known as Shadow and glided slowly out of the trees. Using his ranger’s talents he blends into the shadows. He blends so well that he becomes intertwined in the shadows of night fall. Elandria being a human only saw a black shape.

"What do you wish to do with this girl Half Demon” he whispered to Snaga, "I also hope that you do not lye whelp. I have no patience for anyone, even an interesting find as you Snaga. Don’t be so surprised that I know your name also Snaga, word travels fast in these parts of the world. Tell me what I asked you or feel the cold steel of death, if you wonder why I ask its because I also need this girl and if I have to kill you and every ally you have to get her so be it" He finished with every bit of malice his voice carried.