An Interest In Dragons

[Jordan Hielo]

Jordan grinned, putting up one finger. He quite liked this man so far. Respected him, even.

[dragoon01]

Dadramora motioned for him to sit. "When i was ten years old, I got imbued with my dragon soul. Long story for another time. go ask Namari if you get the time. I began my training then, and due to the dragon in me my combat skills were tuned to the point of near perfection before I even began the training. When I was fifteen I had mastered most types of weapons and had begun my magical training. It was interrupted at the first healing lessons though, right after I learned how to mend limbs. We were a small people, only a thousand souls. The Fiin, our mortal enemies we thought long dead, attacked us out of the blue. Hundreds died, and for the next twenty years we fought. Then my brother, Hilde, fell in battle and left me alone. the last of an ancient race, I fled from the battle, a coward. I would've stayed and slew them all, and I did do some hit and run tactics for awhile. For the next few decades I wandered around, and then I recieved news of the Fiin. And so I returned to Isiolde, my home nation, and searched. There I found a teleport stone embedded in the ground, and stepped on it. That is how I came to be here in Avaleur, and that attack has proved my worst fears. The Fiin are coming to Avaleur, and their leader and god is with them. He managed to subdue a Great One, and uses him at his whim. I am here to stop him if I can, even if it costs me my life. And that is the short version of my life."

[Jordan Hielo]

Jordan listened quietly and intentively. Jordan smiled once the story was over, it was fairly interesting. Jordan did not know who Namari was, only that she was a knight, but he ignored that fact and placed two fingers up to represent the spells.

[dragoon01]

which element would you like to learn? Before my training got interrupted, I had learned basic dragon spells in the fire, ice, water, wind, earth, and some healing. No metal, sadly."

[Jordan Hielo]

Jordan thought for a moment. He knew ice would come easily to him, as most of the others would be moderate. He knew he would have troubles with fire. He smirked, putting up one finger to represent fire.

[dragoon01]

"Ice and fire, huh? Fun. I'll start you out with an extremely basic spell. Just hold your hand out in front of you, palm up." Dadramora did this, then smiled at Jordan. He quite liked the brave little elemental. Not many others would've tried to fight a dragon with him. "Then just say the word 'Vana'. That means fire in dragontounge." As soon as he said vana, a small ball of flame ignited in his hand. It was a deep blue color, and you could see the fumes rising from it. "Your fire won't be blue for a long time. It took me decades of understanding and focus to do this." Dadramora breathed lightly on the fire, and it stretched out a few feet in front of him, stopping about a foot from Jordan's face. "Your turn."

[Jordan Hielo]

Jordan nodded. He held out both of his palms, and then paused. He looked to the man, wondering if he would have to say it, or if he could think it. Jordan smiled sheepishly, pointing to his throat and shrugging.

[dragoon01]

Dadramora got his meaning. "It's the same principle as Nin'Tak. You can think it, but speaking is safer and usually more powerful. I've thought it a few times as well, to thwart assassins thinking I am asleep, or when I'm trying to assassinate somebody. Those are just examples, but are stories for another place and time.

[Jordan Hielo]

Jordan nodded, raising his palms again. Vana!

At first, there was nothing. Jordan just stared at his palms frustrated. He thought it multiple times over, until at last a tiny spark conceived in his hand. Jordan almost jumped back in suprise. He then grinned. I'm...controling...fire!

[dragoon01]

Dadramora grinned. Then he held his hand out and made Jordan's tiny spark into a ball about an inch in diameter. When he released the flow of magic, the ball started to act like normal fire. "I don't know how much fire magic you can use as an ice elemental, but should you learn to control dragon fire at a mediocre level then you could use the two. Maybe for art, or fighting, or any other purpose. Fire and Ice are devestating forces, as I well know..." Dadramora rested his chin on his fist, thinking about times long ago, before Jordan had even been thought of.

[Jordan Hielo]

Jordan grinned at the fire. He then looked up at Dadramora and tilted his head puzzled, wanting the man to continue talking.

[dragoon01]

Dadramora looked at Jordan. "Stories for another time my friend. Today, except the dragon, is a day of learning and enjoyment." Dadramora held his palms out. "Vana Nin." He said. A ball of ice and a small red fire popped up in each hand. He made each spread into a wide circle around him, like a shield of sorts, then rose them into the sky and melded them. the magic kept the ice from melting, and within ten seconds there was an ice phoenix in the sky, ten feet long and two feet thick, with fire outlining it in different colors, sending a mixed glow off of the ice. Dadramora held it there for another five seconds or so, then dispersed the magic. "One day Jordan, maybe you could control at least a little bit of all the elements. And you could create fine art. I have an inclination to believe you like art, am I correct?"

[Jordan Hielo]

Jordan smiled, nodding vigorously. He held out a palm, and in seconds ice began to form. It formed into the shape of a miniature dragon head, and he handed it to Dadramora.

[dragoon01]

Dadramora accepted it, nodding his approval to Jordan. Dadramora suddenly understood right then and there. He understood it now, he understood nin. Dadramora got a huge smile on his face, then whispered "Nin." very quietly, almost inaudible. Incredible, multicolored ice sprouted from the dragonhead, forming into a full dragon. It looked reminiscant of the black dragon he had just fought, and Dadramora looked at Jordan, handing the dragon to him. "Dragon ice will not melt until I die or release the magic. If you would like, I could transfer the drain of magic to you and it will last until you die. Or you could keep it to see if I'm in trouble or not."

[Jordan Hielo]

Jordan nodded, putting up two fingers. He smiled. My ice can be as powerful as dragons ice. he thought, noting that he could create everlasting ice as well. He looked at the dragon, examining it, mesmerized by the beauty of it.

[dragoon01]

"So, Nan next?"

[Jordan Hielo]

Jordan smiled, nodding.

[dragoon01]

"Water magic, huh. Um, would you like to know a general water spell, defensive, healing, or one of the very few attack spells?"

[Jordan Hielo]

Jordan paused, thinking. He actually had no clue. He put up three fingers to represent healing, being as he did not know how to heal.

[dragoon01]

"All life has water in it. Even dragons. So, lets say that i get cut. I could either use a lot of magic using a healing spell, or I could manipulate the water in my skin and blood to seal the wound. Like so." Dadramora drew his blade and cut his arm with a deep gash. Blood started to pool on the ground. "Nan Manaria." (water manipulation.) Dadramora said. The blood stopped flowing, instead going back into his veins and the skin around the cut seemed to be stretching. "The skin is dividing itself and then reattaching the extras to heal the wound. By sayin Nan Manaria, you have free reign to manipulate water in any way you see fit. Like healing cuts and lacerations. The larger scale the manipulation, the more magical energy you need." Dadramora handed Jordan his blade after wiping the blood off. "Your turn. Try it with a very small cut first instead of the gash I did."