The Power of the Sun
K R O V A R
Ungoth Valley
The darkened rock and dirt crunched beneath my boots. It looked familiar to me. This valley was all that I remember it to be. Flowing with lava from which Ao's blood had given the planet life. So many times I have heard the stories of the Sydana. The mythical dragons of our planet. Beings of incredible power, and gifted the wary travelers with the ability to harness and master the elements. But there was something wrong. Incredibly wrong.
Anyone I talked to about finding the Imuras, shied away from me. Hiding themselves. Whispering that I was after a death wish to even try to invoke the name of the "Red-eyed Dragon." Whoever this person was, there were a number of people afraid of him. Even still, I came here for a reason.
I had a friend here. And I hoped against all hope that he was here. I prayed that he would be here. Because maybe he could explain to me why this was happening. Whatever this was. I had no home. No village, no clan, and whenever I mentioned my name, everyone left me as though I were a leper. It frightened me greatly.
Closing my eyes, I reached out through the air. Feeling within my soul for that missing piece that was Yato.
Yato, one of these mythical Sydana, a dragon. But not merely one of them. He was the Apex. The Grandson of Ao himself. A being incredibly powerful with the powers gifted to so few of us. A friend of mine. In fact, flying over head my village the day I was born. His presence is what many attributed to my great success. In truth, He was. He was a second father, and a brother to me.
Yet, even as I reached out, I felt nothing. In fact, I felt anger. Hatred. Resentment. It was with a sudden change, I could feel the winds whip up around me. Quickly thinking, I rooted myself to the ground. Calling upon the earth. Reaching up to grab me with the earth itself, and pull me back to the ground. Anchoring me to the very dirt I had once broken under my weight seconds ago.
Fire then began to condense about me rapidly. Swirling together in a heat I could barely take. My hands reached out. Pulling all the moisture from the air that I could, and doused the flames to be nothing more than what they once were. It was with that, the water swirled around me. Becoming a bubble and causing me to be trapped in a sphere of the liquid. I sat there and rolled my eyes. Gathering myself into a fetal position, then bursting forth in all directions a wave of air and wind. Sundering the water to splash against the ground and steam against the heated rock.
I could hear the voice calling to my mind. Deep and imposing. Angry but familiar. I could still not find where he was. Where this voice was coming from. No sight of him to be seen. Yet his voice boomed within my ever perfect soul.
"You dare to come here. Proclaiming my name as if you know me. Fighting my elements with your own. Skilled in abilities that only an Ao'sydana should know. Name yourself mortal so that I might know the name of my next meal."
"My name is Morna Ra'syn Ryujin Dai Imura. Master of the Rivers, Gifted by Yato, Descendant of Ao himself. I come seeking answers."
While I had spoken out loud, the imposing voice and pure anger that reached me, was alone sent to me. It would not boom within the mountains and the valleys. It would echo within my own head. And yet, as soon as I spoke my name and heritage,
I was met with silence.
[OOC: This thread is supposed to be Morna's intro to the galaxy. So no fighting or destroying chit please. Also, the Dragon will be my NPC, I am using this as a development thread for him. Please do not control the Dragon.]