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Aslahari

 

This thread is about a city in the Southern Deserts called Aslahari, which translates to be Desert Flower. It is a beautiful city with towering palaces made of rose colored glass and quartz.

The government leaders are called the Flames, and people are based on ranks. Your rank is defined by your understanding of The Ignis, or fire speak. The Flames have total control over fire and can talk to it fluently.

People can write about:

-Government

-Wars with neighboring cities

-Trade

-Nobles

Or whatever you want

Also, before people say that this would be better on an Inkwell RP, this city has things to do with Kyngdom. The people trade with people from Kyngdom, and BIG has been trying to take over Aslahari for years. Also, the desert where Aslahari is located is the origin of many of the dragon species that populate Kyngdom.

Have fun!

 

 

 

 

submitted by Sienna, age 17, Aslahari
(August 25, 2016 - 8:10 pm)

The battle is terrible. More and more of Catastrophe's troops are filing in, one by one. I've seen several shdows, torn from their owners and set to their work. 

And then, I see mine. It looks just like me, except it's a black figure with no face or distinguishing features, other than my neck-length lion's-mane of hair.

The shadow me spots me and instantly runs towards me. He pulls out a sword and swings at me, but I parry it with my dagger. My shadow swings again, and this time I move my body to dodge it, swinging at him. Bad choice, to say the least.

My shadow grabs the end of the dagger-the sharp end of the dagger, mind you-and pulls me down onto the ground, not getting a scratch. I feel warm blood from the ground seep into my tangled hair, turning it an ugly brownish-crimson. Then a terrible sensation came over me.

My shadow had leaned over me, its face about three inches from mine. And then I learned that shadows are not mute. I could hear mine whispering, words of intrigue, words like the beginning of the most amazing story, words that you could hear, but not grasp in your head, like multiple voices talking at once.

It was terrible. And then it was over, but I felt... different. As I got up, I looked in a puddle of blood to see if there was anything wrong with me. My hair was a darker shade of brown, going from chestnut, the color it had been, to chocolate. My skin was paler, and my gray eyes seemed hollow.

But I couldn't worry about that anymore, because a man that seemed to be made of the night named Majora had appeared and was in a fight with that Jake boy. I had to help.   

submitted by Ronan
(October 13, 2016 - 11:00 am)

I cannot believe my eyes.

So much blood. So much horror.

What has happened to this beautiful city?

Suddenly, I feel a tearing sensation in my feet. (Is that right, Ronan?) I look behind me and notice a shadow me.

A shadow me?!

Whatever. (Yes, I just said whatever. What? By now, that's almost normal.)

Or, at least, I thought whatever. Until it pulled out a dagger and slashed at me. I resisted the urge to scream out and began attacking it. But everything I tried to do, it simply reversed it, and was therefore able to dodge my every move. Thankfully though, that meant it couldn't hit me.

Until it realized that. Then it leapt on me.

I thought it was made of shadows, but it was just as heavy as me. Quickly, I attempted to roll out from under it, and succeseed eventually. Finally, I screamed.

"I've had JUST about enough of you!" I cried and stabbed at the shadow, straight down the middle, before it had time to react. It collapsed to the floor in a pool of shadows before vanishing.

I gasped, nearly sucking blood down my throat. I held my finger on a scratch near my throat and glanced around. Noticing some abandonded strips of clean clothing, I tied one around my gouged skin. 

Time to pay, Catastrocronies. 

 

submitted by Trill W.
(October 13, 2016 - 7:26 pm)

Roar! Im back! Catastrophe beware of my RATHHHHHHH!!!

~Caelani

I roar and flail in the battle, keeping a close eye out for anything amber colored. After what happened to Claaws, I couldn't be too careful.

After walking through the blood stained gates of this once beautiful city, we instantly met crimson bodys and blood on every corner. Dark fingurs stalked us in the shadows. Ronan, Eico and I lead the way towards the heart of the city. Eico was glad of my return, but noticed that my shadow was no more. He asked me a few questions, and I refused to answer. When we finally made it to the battle, I coukd tell there was no hope left for this forsaken city. But I still fought. For the many lives who had already been lost over this city, for the lives that will be lost if Catastrophe wins. For Claaws, who was killed, twice, by him. Or Jaaws. Same thing, same team.

Now I lash out at a heavily armored cyclone human thing, who gives a shrill shreik before falling limp. And then the darkness seemes to suround me in an aful head of darkness and death. And then im facing my shadow. A reflection of my horor, everything ive ever done wronge. All of my many sideaffected Powers, whom, I dont know the wearsabouts of. They may even be hear now, fighting alongside every enemy to the Powers. 

I roared, and stabbed my shadow through its heart. Darkness fled up my claw and I lifted it. How was I supost to kill my own shadow? Brazen goo?

Well if thats the case I really dont mind a stalker...

ow! Claws raked down my side, claws if shadows that is. They seemed to half an amber hue to them.

And I roared. I roared in shock. In challange. In hatred and anger. And maybe a little fear.

Catastrophe has a knew wepon to kill all the Powers.

What has he done to my brother already?

Ayearth, Power of Fin, where are you?  

submitted by Claaws
(October 13, 2016 - 10:44 pm)

*Wrath

submitted by Sorry, can't help it
(October 14, 2016 - 8:42 pm)

~Earthstorm

With a thrust of my talons another heap of animals or humans were dead at my talons. "There is more." Deathtoll told me in his cold, but reasuring, voice.

"Dangurouse?" I asked.

"No. Chicken sized. You could take them out with a sweap lf your tail."

"Which direction?"

"Earthstorm! Earthstorm its me! Its us!" Me? Us? They sounded  familylar, but how familular? And what from?

"How do you know my name?" I snarled, looking at the ground with my clouded eyes.

"Earthstorm.....dont you remember me? Its Icicalwhisper! I haven't seen you since....since....since..."

"Iciaclwhisper!" I say in shock. "Sister?" I emagain the small chick playing with her big brother in their little nest, tugging on his tail playfully. Her light blue apperance made her look like a glimmering icical. So they named her Icicalblue. But.....but after the dease striked....they named her Icicalwhsiper for her faded beauty. "Is Sunstroke there two?"

"Yes. Earthstorm, I thought you were dead!"

"I fought the dease." I said honestly. "And made it out alive." 

"Dease? What dease?" Icicalwhisper challanged.

"You havent told her!?" I demanded.

 

~Icicalwhisper

I stare at the great, looming shape of my long ago sister. "Told me what?!" Wow she really has changed. With her white, speckaled skin and faded blue eyes....

"Icicalwhisper.....your past. Its a lie." Sunstroke whispered cooly.

"Can we not do this in the middle of a battle!" The dark dragon next to Earthstorm yelled as he battled off another dragon.

"No! You have us covered, right?" Earthstorm yelled.

"Icicalblue, that used to be your name. Before the deases hit." Icicalblue. "Then our intire cockatrice town became infected with it. They turned white and faded...and....savage. With the deases came the power to kill with your eyes. And it takes away your memories and sainity. Probably why you cant remeber anything. Us three got away thanks to Earthstorm. We travled alone, untill one day I woke up to see that Earthstorm had white specks on her, the first signs of the deases. And the desease acts fast, so it was too kate for her. As she changed, she bit you, and ran off. We never saw her again, and I thought she was dead, that the deases killed her."

"But...." I started hoursly. "I...i have the deases?"

"Yes. Somehow you managed to fight it, but your blue scakes faded to white and your dark green eyes to pail blue. Thats when I started calling you Icicalwhisper. A whisper of your formal self. You couldnt remember anything, so I told you a lie to keep you safe. And it worked....untill recently. Earthstorm, she has been killing with her eyes." 

He knew. It was just one mouse, on the island, that suddenly died when I looked at it when we were all starving. I ate it....and it sisnt happen again.

And explostion happened neraby, but I was frozen, like an icical. "So my whole life. My whole life was a lie? Is a lie? Everything....nothing....none of it is true? Icicalwhisper isnt even my real name?"

Suddenly something lunged from the leaves of the bloodstained garden near by. It landed on my and I felt a pain on my neck as it slowly dragged me back. I couldnt fight it. I didnt have the energy. "Icicalwhisper!" Sunstroke leaped foward and killed the thing, or chased it off....a shadow it looked like....into the fighting around us. I lay on the ground. Quiet tears running down my face. 

"Earthstorm, why did this have to happen to me?"

"It could've been alot worse." The blind cockatrice smiled cooly before turning back to battle. 

submitted by Icicalwhisper
(October 13, 2016 - 11:06 pm)

Help has come. 

More of Catastophe's army streams in, the battle still being fought. But things are starting to look on the bright side.

Until another army comes in. An army of weird-looking humans. 

submitted by Mina (Ravage)
(October 14, 2016 - 5:02 am)

Can we ppppplllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeaaaaassssssssssssssseeeeeee stop the bloodbath? I think we have enough posts detailing the tragedy of war. So I'm sorry, but I'm going to try to end the battle for now.

~Ecio

The animal and human army charges through the smashed gates of Aslahari.                           "For Kyngdom!' someone shouts. More battle-cries follow, carried by growls, shreaks, squeaks, and roars. "Fur and Feathers!"    "Paaws!"     "Southern Sahara!" "Don't kill me!" (Surprised?)          As one we smahs into the chaos spread throughout the once beautiful city. There's humans, animals, mer-people, metal bug things, and a couple variation on those. Not counting those random creatures that you can't even describe. As the waves meet, I rise on my stubby striped legs. I start to grow, longer, stronger, more powerful. Soon I'm Clawed Serpaint, pushing the rage of enemies back. But they keep coming.

~Arra 

I'm gliding above the main battle, pinpointing everyone's position.  Sailhaven on the left, mers on the right, us in the middle.... and enemies everywhere else. Even the sky is filled with battles. I have to dodge a couple missiles and schreeching creatures every minute. Finally I see Cealani and Ronan rush out of a building and into the city center. Towards Catastrophe. 

~Ecio

We have to get out of the city. If we can't push them back, we have to pull back. So I burrow down, emerging next to Cealani. He and Ronan are in the middle of attacking a metal dragon. Its fast and keeps snapping at them with daggar sharp jaws. At last, it pulls back and send a roar to the sky. Cealani takes the chance and shoots up to land directly on its head, while I dive down to launch a surprise attack on the other side. With a powerful blow of Cealani's wing, the dragon's head goes limp. I glare at him.                                                              "Next time let me take him, ok"                                                                                   Cealani snorts in reply.  "I doubt you could.' I open my mouth to retort, but Ronan interrupts.    "We can talk about this later, but right now, if you didn't notice, there's a battle to fight."              "Hmph" we both puff. I direct another glare towards him.  He glares back.                       "What did you need?" Ronan asks. I turn towards him.                                                       "Oh, just making sure you could handle everything" I say nonchalantly.                                     'More like criticizing us" Cealani mutters. I ignore him.                                                 "But I also came to tell you that we need to draw the fight out of the city. We're getting battered from every side in here."                                                                                 Cealani frowns, "I thought we were doing pretty well"                                                      "Oh you can say that" I reply "But we need time to recover. There's a forest nearby, we could hit them from there when they charge after us."                                                              'And how do you know they'll come after us" Ronan puts in.                                               "Just listen to them" I say, pointing a claw at the mayhem everywhere. "it would take another army to direct them. Around half will follow us out of here while the rest will sneak away to heal."                                                                                                                      Cealani nods. "Alright. We'll try."

~Arra

Me and a few other birds swoop around the lines, giving the order. When Cealani signals, we will all slowly start backing up, before heading into a full march towards those wood. This is not a retreat.  But before we can do that we have to get everyone together. Thats my job right now. The fighting continues over the next few minutes, but slowly, our army is joining into one solid mass. Cealani waves his wing, and we all start to move back, pretending to buckle under the pressure of numbers. As soon as we reach the gates, now almost ripped off thier hinges, Ecio roars NOW and everyone turns and runs. Somehow, we all stay together but still look completely panicked. We can hear the truimphant shouts of the enemy behind us.                        "After them!" someone yells.   I smile slightly. At least this part of the plan is working out.

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Star says nemb. Its fall Star, I know you're cold. Go get a sweater.  

submitted by Arra
(October 14, 2016 - 10:46 am)

Everyone, please note that SailHAVen pulled out of the fight. So no SailHAVen troops are in Alashri. 

submitted by Gared
(October 14, 2016 - 11:11 am)
I race through the ruined streets of Aslahari, looking under the large piles of rubble that were once buildings, trying to find even the smallest sign of life. I can hear the battle rage on in the distance, but I'm not here for a battle.  As I walk further and further into the poor side of Aslahari, the sounds of battle fade, until there is near silence. I look around me at the piles of rubble. Although the battle's being fought on the rich side of town, the people here have had to endure the same amount of heartache. I listen for the sound of survivors, and finger shadow's feather. It hangs on a string around my neck, and it's tip is stained with the crimson red of blood. 
Suddenly, I hear the sound of a scream break the silence. I race to the source of the noise, and I find myself at another collapsed building. I pull away the rubble, and uncover a small girl with fiery red hair and green eyes. Her eyes widen to the size of saucers as she looks at me. 
"Who are you?" She asks.
"I am Jake." 
submitted by Jake, age 16, Aslahari
(October 14, 2016 - 2:43 pm)

Okay

submitted by shadow
(October 14, 2016 - 3:39 pm)

 

Ummm, guys I'm shadow and I don't remember submitting that last comment. If someone is posing as me, please stop. I don't really appreciate that. But I'm with shadow #2: Okay?

submitted by shadow
(October 15, 2016 - 5:53 am)

Sorry Gared!

submitted by Arra
(October 14, 2016 - 8:15 pm)

The reinforcements from the FAFA should be here soon. It's possible they will find only a ruined city, soaked with blood and strewn with rubble and corpses. I don't know. You decide. I think that we might be able to win if they get there while the fight is still going on, but it seems to be near the end, so...

Mexi says agpb. Agrimony and peanut butter? That's... unusual. I think agrimony is a spice, right?

submitted by Viola?, age Secret, Secret
(October 14, 2016 - 8:55 pm)

Awww, the mortals are all friends!

Oh, wait. They are fighting. No matter.

Attention Alashri! You have been anexed and colonized by Lady Octavia. Do not fight now. FaFa, Catastrophe, Powers, you all have fallen. This marks the start of my rule over Kyngdom and it's territories. 

submitted by Octavia
(October 14, 2016 - 10:29 pm)

I wander through more and more collapsed buildings, but have not seen another survivor since that little girl. As I walk, I see something in the distance, towards the edge of the city. It looks like there are two towers that are yet to be collapsed. Maybe there are some survivors? I jog to the ally between the two towers, and am about to go inside a building when I see it. 

Or shall I say, her.

shadow's dead body. 

I am astonished. Of course, I knew she was dead. But I had never really accepted it. I had hoped that there was some way she could escape death, just like how she once escaped BIG. And me.

I run to her body, and I can almost feeel the tears forming in my eyes. 

No No No No No No No

I feel for a pulse, where there is none.

No No No No No No No

I turn her body over and look  at her face. Her eyes are closed, and she looks just like she could be sleeping.

No No No No No No No

I pick up her body. There must be some way to save her. 

And, holding shadow's body in my arms, I run straight towards the battlefield.

submitted by Jake, age 16, Aslahari
(October 15, 2016 - 6:05 am)