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The Isle Of The Griffins chapter 27 pt. 2
(I have to post... I have to post...)
By Poecilotheria metallica.
Goldenbeak, still recovering from the snake's bite, glanced around herself as far as her half-dead muscles allowed. Finding In her view, beyond the hallways and the strange, broken Griffin corpses, the cell she was to be locked into. Just like the rest of the place, the dungeons seemed almost disturbingly elegant for their purpose. Twining silver, fancy locks with fancier keys and small flaming wall braziers on par with those all throughout the castle filled the atmosphere. Yet, the dungeon felt less cared-for: the silver was slightly tarnished, moss and mould didn't seem to be unaccepted, and Goldenbeak noticed her escort very readily avoiding a few of the damper flagstones like they might plummet with them into the abyss.
Finally, she reached her cell, and was tossed in as soon as the barred door opened.
The lead serpent writhed out of its corpse-vessel's slack mouth to lock the door...
Goldenbeak swore she saw the creature give a wink and nod of its head as it yanked the key out surprisingly hard, accompanied by a complaining crunch of the lock mechanism, and as the captor retreated back inside its body's mouth with the key, Goldenbeak say that it's end had become slightly mangled like it had been deliberately broken in the lock.
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Goldenbeak managed to get up and move, and looked around herself, finding that, besides a few roots and mushrooms, there was a skeleton in the room.
It was Griffin, and mostly, remained intact, albeit overgrown with ivies and mosses, clutching in its dead beak a scroll.
"Hello there." Goldenbeak said of the unfortunate former prisoner.
Almost as if reacting, the slow dripping down of some thin rubble was finally enough to knock the decaying bones' beak open, spilling the scroll, which began, in urgent writing, to say "General Ke-" Before its writing had been cut off.
Goldenbeak, not too interested, inspected the lock, flipping her taloned finger through the bars to feel the other side.
The lock did feel quite damaged, loose enough she was sure that she could break it.
Her wings, perhaps for their length, were still numb to move, so she couldn't reach her knife-bag.
Instead, she looked back to the skeleton.
It emptily gazed back as she tore its leg off, then disassembled it, poking a skeletal talon into the keyhole to block the damaged lock mechanism, and then using its long femur as a crowbar, wedging it into the doorgap and wrenching it diagonally.
The lock strained, as did the bone, they fought, and it almost seemed Goldenbeak would end up breaking both, but, at last, the lock shattered, and the door, with no lock, swung away.
Goldenbeak had freed herself, and offered back most of the skeleton's leg and a jesting apology, she kept the femur, slinging it under her slowly strengthening wing. "A pleasure to meet you." She said at the skeleton.
The Annual Race
Part 1
A/n- WELCOME- stupid caps lock anyways I have the perfect concoction of drama, romance, and etc… BUT FEAR NOT MY FELLOW SURVIVORS! You have a chance to add you’re Character/oc ui to this story! Use this code (27902) to add your wonderful comments, oc, or whatever you wish! Now ONTO LE SHOW
-Alpha
Waking up in the high cliffs of Crystal Isles was a bit much for me. Father told me to always be careful and watch what was around me. Now I was disbanded from my Tribe and had to make my way into a Tribe. I could make my own but it’s pointless. I heard my wonderful Griffen FalconStar chirped at me. I snickered “Yeah yeah Falcon, I hear you.” I grabbed my shotgun and loaded it with sleeping darts before taking down my tent and stuffing my sleeping bag into my bag. I climbed on to FalconStar and we flew off towards the Blue Obelisk.
That’s it for now! Enjoy. Up for more if you seeming this type of content!
-Alpha
The Isle Of The Griffins Chapter 21
Lolite tucked his legs underneath his body and wrapped his tail under his snout, becoming a loaf on the floor.
"Have you found anything new?" Grappleclaw asked Blink, who had since won the game of chess he was playing with the glowtail, which was now on the ceiling.
"I've found something, but it doesn't narrow our list of suspects down from the entire population of Erythala" Blink replied.
"While investigating the scene of yet another disappearance, I was rudely interrupted and almost had my cover blown by a snake! The pest tried to attack me but I managed to kill it"
"A snake?" Lolite asked.
"Indeed, when I killed it I noticed that it wasn't a normal titanoboa, it was smaller and thinner but had massive yellow eyes and a flock of tentacles round it's mouth"
Lolite started thinking rapidly.
"What are you even doing." Said the empty voice of the hopeless creature that lived in his mind, it wasn't a question, or if it was it was said with no expectation of an answer, as if the voice didn't even have a feeling of nothingness, it was just void.
Lolite continued thoroughly overturning and examining every thought, memory, odd feeling and calculation he could, cursing his messy mindscape.
just as Goldenbeak said From outside "what happened to the dead snake?"
Lolite was rapidly dragged out of his mind and opened his eyes.
"I brought it back here, here it is" Blink replied, unlocking a cupboard to allow the tangled remains of the snake, which was indeed only about two thirds of a titanoboa's length and a quarter the thickness.
Lolite looked at it and say that there was a jagged cut down it's stomach, letting the beast's decaying entrails drop free onto the ground.
Lolite had a sudden thought.
"Goldenbeak, exactly how large is your collection of small but remarkably sharp knives?" he asked
Blink lived up to his name at as slow a pace as possible.
"Well, I can't say that, but there are a lot" she replied, also blinking quite slowly.
"Can I have one, ideally with a single sharp edge, blade length of roughly three inches, long slightly curved handle, leather grip, and if possible with a blade of silver?"
Goldenbeak took off the bag strapped under her wing and flicked out just such a knife from a small pouch.
"As specified" she said.
The Four Treasures
Chapter 8
BloodCrow woke up alone in a small cave beside Smoker. He stood up and walked out, limping on his limp leg.
The feathery raptors hid behind bushes, afraid of him.
“Is anyone here called MintLeaf? I need to talk to them.” BloodCrow shouted.
A mint green and brown deinonychus walked out of a den and up to BloodCrow.
“Welcome to the Seeker clan. This is our home. I am MintLeaf, our so called ‘Healer’. You are the one from the prophecy destined to come here.” MintLeaf told him.
MintLeaf shown BloodCrow around the dens and to the leader,
StoneWalker.
“MintLeaf, did the prophecy tell you about being a saviour of the ark?” BloodCrow asked.
“No.. why?” Mintleaf replied.
“Cause I want you to join our team to defeat the Sukan.” BloodCrow asked.
“Of course I can!” Mintleaf replied.
Slither slithering out!
The Four Treasures
Chapter 7
BloodCrow ran for the pulsating, floating object and crushed it, darkening the cave. The sound of the legs of the hive sounded around them. They fought hard and valiantly. After 3 whole hours they finally killed the queen. They limped out of the nest, barely alive. They both fainted outside the cave as they heard little patters of feet. The last thing BloodCrow remembered was being slowly dragged.
“The prophecy is true! MintLeaf, you were right!”
Slither slithering out!
The Four Treasures
Chapter 6
BloodCrow watched the clouds pass as he sat on the rocks, Smoker by his side. Smoker towered over BloodCrow making him feel like a titanomyrma drone.
BloodCrow stood up, preparing to travel far and wide. Smoke huffed as he stood up, and walked off.
They arrived after an hour to a small hole in the ground, but somehow big enough for Smoker to fit. They squirmed through until they got into a huge cave. The walls were pulsating as if they were alive. But then they realized. This wasn’t a normal cave. It was the Titanomyrma hive. The walls started to turn into their true colours, the orange backs of the soldiers and wings hummed with energy. What’s that in the distance?
Slither slithering out!
The Four Treasures
Chapter 4 (I have too many ideas in mind)
BloodCrow’s wings had became wet. Unable to fly, he thrashed around in the water. He finally closed his eyes after what felt like hours of thrashing. The darkness came warm and welcoming.
The next time he opened his eyes, he was on dry ground. Suprised by being alive he looked up, and stared into the eyes of a Rex, the sun reflected on the shades of grey on the Rex’s scales, causing him to shut his eyes.
“We found the lad, Boss!”
“Who a-are you?” BloodCrow asked.
“Smoker, but kids call me Smoke. Part of the Flood-Fighters.” Smoker said.
Next part out soon (Probably straight after this one)
Slither slithering out!
PS: The Four Treasures may slow down for a couple days since i might burn out, but I hope it’s ok for the few people to read these!
The Four Treasures
Chapter 3
BloodCrow wandered for days and days, waiting for any signs. He watched the birds fly, he watched the fish swim together, while he was alone.
BloodCrow finally came upon a cave. Happy for his discovery, he slipped into the dark cave. He walked through the huge cave, unknowing of what was coming. He splashed in puddles until he realized.
The cave was flooding.
The Isle of The Griffins Chapter 27- Part I
Blink watched the stronghold of the crystal queen, waiting. He knew that it'd take a long while for anything to happen, Lolite and Goldenbeak had only made it in a half hour ago, and Blink could guess that the snake venom was still active on Goldenbeak, and Lolite may not even have gotten to the Queen's chamber yet.
Blink also couldn't discount the possibility that the Basilisk would betray him, he'd persuaded it to let him out, and it'd said it and its snakes were now with them against Garnet, and, albiet indirectly, it had helped Blink free the others.
But then again, how much could he trust the snake? He could tell that his group and the creature were no allies, but... How was it that the Basilisk worded it? Blink remembered, "...Enemies with a common interest"
It seemed accurate.
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Lolite was making quick progress while camouflaged, despite his needing to duck into corridors or straight to the ceiling when anybody passed. He could swear sometimes he heard running water, like an underground river, below him. Finally, Lolite reached the central chamber.
He knew that it was the central chamber because no other room would warrant such a door.
This door itself was made of a pair of large waxed slices- a cross-section of a large tree trunk, part cut from the bottom to form an arched shape and sliced in half at the middle to make a pair of giant double doors.
The bare trunks, however, were not only reinforced, but truly artfully so. Over them was an elegant, twisting cage of knotted, twining cast silver, and where each elegant coil of metal reached its end, there was a sculpted serpent's head, carefully forged around two large rubies for eyes.
As well as this cage, the doors had across each of them a bar or slab of mottled iron, which met in the middle in a lock, the intricate, twining mechanism of which was left bared in full view, covered by a polished crystal case, as if to show the difficulty in breaking such a pure code, The key, of course, had to be nowhere to be seen.
Lolite very well knew that such a lock was beyond his meagre experience in lockpicking- To fool this elegant yet remarkably, detailedly strong contraption, he'd have to find Goldenbeak sooner.
The isle of the griffins chapter 11
The morning after tusoteuthis aided escape from the aquatic tuso-feeding lightning wyvern cult, Lolite was gathering berries on the second island of the archipelago.
He had just picked up a golden hesper egg when Goldenbeak flapped down into the canopy of a gnarled acacia tree.
"I've found something interesting" she said to him from in the tree, "what?" Lolite asked, "come see" the griffin replied, flapping off to the right.
Lolite followed her until they reached an area where the sandy soil was imprinted three toed birdlike footprints, followed by another set that looked like those of an oversized sabertooth, at the end of the trail of footprints there was a depression in the ground that looked like something had blown it outwards.
It was clear to see that the cat footprints had not been another animal following the bird footprints: they were never inside the sets of bird footprints, always about a full direwolf length behind.
"Griffin tracks" Goldenbeak said, "and they certainly aren't mine, I've only took flight once on this island and that was to come and tell you about these"
By the way, I haven't actually cancelled Thi isle of the griffins, I'm just writing the abyss first, and before I write the abyss, I'm writing the ferox fire, but anyway, here's a "sneak peek"
Lolite struggled in his chains, "what happened?" He asked.
"We were trying to work out. . . I can't remember" Goldenbeak replied from somewhere in the darkness,
"It would appear we have been subjected to some amnestic" the crystal wyvern-rock drake said.
Suddenly a massive door swung open, flooding the dungeon with light,
And through the door walked a gigantic wyvern, or at least Lolite thought it was a wyvern.
It's wing-membranes were all but gone, and the few pitiful scraps left were scorched and shedding flakes of what used to be skin, but was now more akin to charcoal.
It's tail was scorched totally black and filled with deep cracks, and was dragging limply behind the wyvern.
One of it's talons was missing and replaced with a crudely welded on metal spike.
They were wearing metal plated armour on their head and shoulders, and through the single hole in their helmet,
Lolite could see that their bloodshot eye was clouded with ash and smoke, barely showing a strangely misshapen pupil.
And part of their lower jaw was devoid of flesh, showing a jawbone and several cracked and broken fangs.
from Behind the thing that was once a wyvern stepped three griffins, all with a gaping hole in the side of their neck showing a patch of green scales,
One eye glazed and the other malicious and serpentine.
Then the wyvern creature spoke, in a distorted, gravelly voice that sounded disturbingly like talons scraping down a metal plate. . .