Intro 2 - A trip in time saves thirteen?

[Dracos]

Shairthewm (8:00:33 PM): he felt it suddenly as he was flying through the air...

A wave passing through him, cold as night, chilling to the bone. It was dark out, no moon shining upon him. But still he felt a kind of dread, interrupting his flight.
Moonchild Dex (8:00:58 PM): Gnn? What's happening?
Shairthewm (8:03:21 PM): No one answered him, though he could not feel the wind on his back. He could see light though.

Where shouldn't be any, shining along the horizon, slowly lighting it up.
Moonchild Dex (8:04:03 PM): *he slowly flaps his wings, amused*
Moonchild Dex (8:04:30 PM): How curious....curious indeed..
Shairthewm (8:06:22 PM): Sunlight? And night? It got brighter still.... the sky turning red as a wave of sound and wind hit him, nearly throwing him from the sky with tulmtous thunder.
Moonchild Dex (8:07:13 PM): *quickly braces himself, folding his wings in front of him as a sheild to guard again the impact*
Moonchild Dex (8:07:20 PM): T...the hell?!
Shairthewm (8:09:28 PM): The ground below began to crack noisely as the night sky turned orange red...heat coming from below. Vicious heat burning even at this distance. The light was as bright as day now.
Moonchild Dex (8:10:27 PM): *flares his wings and heads upwards, staring down at the ground*
Shairthewm (8:11:35 PM): The ground was breaking apart... hot lava flowing through it and up and over the ground as the ground began to sink down into it. Another burst of light, noise, and wind hit him, hard as the first time, his ears ringing at it.
Moonchild Dex (8:14:31 PM): Grrnn....what in Diana's name is going on?!
Shairthewm (8:19:25 PM): No one could answer him as the light suddenly cut out....leaving him feeling as if he was falling in darkness.....
Moonchild Dex (8:19:44 PM): *flares his wings again, trying to stop his fall*
Moonchild Dex (8:20:36 PM): *or at the very least, slow it down*
Shairthewm (8:21:22 PM): his wings find no purchase...no air.... his lungs starting to burn....he finds difficulty even seeing himself.
Moonchild Dex (8:23:39 PM): Wh....what trickery is this..?
Moonchild Dex (8:23:46 PM): S...whoever's doing this, show thyself!
Shairthewm (8:27:47 PM): He fell, his wings getting purchase for a second as he found himself flying through gray mist....

He could sense a moon, dark and malevolent above him... He couldn't see it though. Air filled his lungs, but it was cold and painful, tearing into him. He managed to pull himself out of the fall as he caught a glimpse of a huge tower, dark and foreboding.... a sense that living people should not go there...should flee...away from here as fast as their feet or wings could carry them into the mist in hopes that they would not end up here.
Moonchild Dex (8:28:45 PM): A tower...? But how can that be...
Shairthewm (8:30:31 PM): He felt a strong foreboding as the malevolent moon shone above it. It was not yet time....to go there...would be to embrace death. The winds chilled along his wings.
Moonchild Dex (8:34:58 PM): Grr....again, whoever is doing this, reveal thyself!
Shairthewm (8:35:55 PM): No one could answer him as he floated on the edge of the mists...
Moonchild Dex (8:37:36 PM): *flaps his wings, looking around*
Shairthewm (8:43:32 PM): He saw a land of death... A huge tower of bone sitting in the center. Mists running behind him, gray and cold for miles. In the distance there lay a castle, decayed it seemed, he could see it now. But the hint of death surrounded him and he could feel it even now coldly eating at him.
Moonchild Dex (8:45:58 PM): *shivers a bit, drawing his wings around him to guard against the cold*
Moonchild Dex (8:46:06 PM): Death....I can smell it's sweet scent...
Shairthewm (8:46:44 PM): Did he truly seek to go...so soon? Perhaps he could escape it a moment longer. The dark moon shone upon the land.
Moonchild Dex (8:52:44 PM): *looks upwards to the moon, then back towards the tower*
Moonchild Dex (8:52:57 PM): Hmm.....death is here...
Moonchild Dex (8:56:11 PM): *pulls his wings tighter around him, slowly looking back and forth between the two*
Shairthewm (8:57:34 PM): Neither seemed inviting.. no warmth about him...but at least no sense of death from behind.
Moonchild Dex (8:57:54 PM): *unfurls his wings and idly spins in midair, looking back behind him~*
Shairthewm (8:59:22 PM): He sees gray mists...swirling, hiding whatever is behind him.
Moonchild Dex (8:59:29 PM): Hmm...
Moonchild Dex (8:59:57 PM): *gives his wings a strong flap in an attempt to blow away the mists*
Shairthewm (9:01:35 PM): They refuse to blow away...though they seem to push forward...drawing him into them.
Moonchild Dex (9:02:23 PM): Hmm....*gives his wings another flap, heading into the mists*
Shairthewm (9:04:21 PM): The mists are cold as it becomes troublesome breathing...he sees glimpses...of his past.... there, a battle....friends dying....crying out to him...

The war...before him.....thousands in brutal combat......the mist swirling about them.
Moonchild Dex (9:06:41 PM): Grr....the hell is happening?!
Shairthewm (9:07:38 PM): He saw his childhood....he saw his memories moving faster...each slightly off.... a friend dying... a knife in his gut.

Finally he found himself slamming into a door.
Moonchild Dex (9:11:47 PM): Ack!
Moonchild Dex (9:12:02 PM): *shakes his head and straightens himself out, then looks over the door*
Shairthewm (9:12:07 PM): The door had a golden handle.
Shairthewm (9:12:11 PM): and was of solid oak.
Moonchild Dex (9:12:26 PM): *runs a hand over the door, feeling the smooth wood*
Shairthewm (9:13:03 PM): It feels real...smooth and polished. Warm slightly to his cold hand.
Moonchild Dex (9:13:32 PM): *slowly opens the door and peeks his head around*
Shairthewm (9:18:00 PM): Peeking inside he found a comfy looking square room. Warm. Warm after so long in the cold. The floor was stone, hand laid and circular going out from a center. The walls were black...seeming to hold stars within. There was a single light shining from a tall lamppost in the center of the room. An old man was sleeping there visibly, leaned against the lamppost.

A clock was ticking back and forth.
Moonchild Dex (9:18:53 PM): *looks around the room, his gaze finally falling on the old man*
Moonchild Dex (9:18:59 PM): *loudly* Elder....wake up.
Shairthewm (9:21:18 PM): The elder didn't seem to stir at the noise, snoring onwards, the clock continuing to tick on.
Moonchild Dex (9:21:39 PM): *walks over and gently prods the man with a wing*
Shairthewm (9:25:04 PM): Prodding he slowly stirred...the clock stopping as he coughed a bit and blinked, looking up at him with old eyes then, slowly...reaching down into his pocket and pulling out the nicest gold watch that Darx had ever seen. Engraved with an hourglass on the back of it. He checked the time. "Oh my...it's far too late."
Moonchild Dex (9:25:30 PM): Too late for what, elder?
Shairthewm (9:32:08 PM): "See for yourself." His clothing quickly began to decay as he held up the watch, flesh seeming to rot off of him as he lifted the fine gold watch up to show Darx. On it, the hands were all pointing to a single number.

A thirteen.

A howl shook the room as the skeleton before him collapsed, dropping the fine gold watch into Darx hands.
Moonchild Dex (9:32:43 PM): *me steps back from the skeleton and looks down at the watch, turning it in his hands*
Shairthewm (9:35:26 PM): It's wonderous truly. But it doesn't tick. having thirteen hours and the hands both pointing to thirteen. The room begins to shake more violently.
Moonchild Dex (9:36:41 PM): *looks around the room, slipping the watch into his robe*
Shairthewm (9:37:05 PM): There's only one exit, the lamp post falling over, nearly clipping him.
Moonchild Dex (9:37:38 PM): *easily dodges the lamp...he's a speedy fellow.....and moves towards the way out*
Shairthewm (9:38:19 PM): Where to go though?
Moonchild Dex (9:40:26 PM): *doesn't think about that right now, he simply throws the door open and heads out*
Shairthewm (9:45:32 PM): Blinding bright sunlight hits his eyes as he loses control....falling...falling...

And landing in hard packed sand...hot...
Moonchild Dex (9:46:13 PM): *uses a wing to shield his eyes as he slowly stands..*
Shairthewm (9:46:47 PM): He's alone....in a desert....sand is covering his outfit as he stands up on the warm desert sands.

There...in the distance he sees a town.
Moonchild Dex (9:47:00 PM): *brushes his robe off*
Moonchild Dex (9:47:18 PM): *gives his wings a gently flap and rises into the air, heading towards the town*