Post by The Half-Dragon on Nov 27, 2013 7:58:24 GMT -5
18CLE July 18th
The Half-Dragon walked through the thick foliage towards the clearing that supposedly held a bandit encampment. She had heard rumors when passing through a village about some bandits that terrorized locals on the roads. Shyvana had been out hunting for a few days when she had taken shelter from a thunderstorm in a village. When the storm had cleared she had left the village again, but gone the opposite direction, not towards Demacia as she had planned at first but straight into the forrest.
Shyvana looked out over the clearing, there was a camp there. A rather large one. The camp spurred to life as a bandit had spotted her and shouted to his 'friends'. Shyvana stepped out into the open and waited, soon a group of four men came. All fierce looking warriors with wide grins on their faces. "Oi, missy, get outta here or you'll end like those." One of the men pointed at a tree and shouted, there was something hanging in the tree.
The rage within her began to slowly rise when Shyvana realized what it was, bodies hang from the tree. Innocent people killed for fun, like animals. "You humans are disgusting creatures, to take innocent lives because you find pleasure in it. You will stop now or you are going to burn. Your choice." Her voice held anger, disgust and determination. The four bandits laughed and continued to close the distance between them and Shyvana. "Look, I'll be nice to ya and kill you with a single blow..." the one who seemed to be the leader of the four said "... Or maybe I'll make you my toy." He was now right in front of Shyvana. He raised his hand with "How's it goi--" "Wrong. Answer." Shyvana interrupted him and smirked.
The Dragon within her had awoken, "You have faced nothing like me!" Shyvana said, her voice was dripping with rage. The bandit moved his hand through the air and struck her with his fist. Shyvana didn't move, the hit hurt but what was going to happen to him would be worth it. "Not so tough now are ya?" He bragged and turned his head to look at his fellow bandits. The last look he ever did. Shyvana chuckled and clenched her fist and struck him at his chest. The speed of her fist surprised the rest of the bandits, but not as much as what happened after. The man's shirt caught on fire as he fell backwards. "You better run now." The bandits did just that, there was something wrong with that girl she was not normal. They ran and ran until they had to cover their ears, turning around they saw something they thought was legend. A dragon. Shyvana roared again and lept into the air, flapping her wings she gained height. The Half-Dragon moved her wings to the side of her body and dove towards the encampment.
Moving her wings a bit from her body she prevented herself from hitting the ground. The camp was now filled with life as Shyvana flew a few meters above their tents and landed in the center. The ground quaked beneathe her as she touched down. Everything went quiet, the bandits looked at her with fear in their eyes. The Half-Dragon took a quick breath and roared again. The bandits covered their ears but it was not enough, fire hot enough to melt metal flew through the air, incinerating anything and anyone in it's path. Shyvana turned around and took a quick breath before casting out fire through the air and onto the tents, the bandits and the ground they stood on.
A few minutes later the Dragon jumped up into the air again, the encampment was set ablaze and the bandits reduced to ashes. Shyvana landed where she had left from, looking over the burning encampment with a smirk. Fire covered her body and when it died out she had returned to her human form. "They saw their end." She turned around and walked through the foliage again.
The Half-Dragon walked through the thick foliage towards the clearing that supposedly held a bandit encampment. She had heard rumors when passing through a village about some bandits that terrorized locals on the roads. Shyvana had been out hunting for a few days when she had taken shelter from a thunderstorm in a village. When the storm had cleared she had left the village again, but gone the opposite direction, not towards Demacia as she had planned at first but straight into the forrest.
Shyvana looked out over the clearing, there was a camp there. A rather large one. The camp spurred to life as a bandit had spotted her and shouted to his 'friends'. Shyvana stepped out into the open and waited, soon a group of four men came. All fierce looking warriors with wide grins on their faces. "Oi, missy, get outta here or you'll end like those." One of the men pointed at a tree and shouted, there was something hanging in the tree.
The rage within her began to slowly rise when Shyvana realized what it was, bodies hang from the tree. Innocent people killed for fun, like animals. "You humans are disgusting creatures, to take innocent lives because you find pleasure in it. You will stop now or you are going to burn. Your choice." Her voice held anger, disgust and determination. The four bandits laughed and continued to close the distance between them and Shyvana. "Look, I'll be nice to ya and kill you with a single blow..." the one who seemed to be the leader of the four said "... Or maybe I'll make you my toy." He was now right in front of Shyvana. He raised his hand with "How's it goi--" "Wrong. Answer." Shyvana interrupted him and smirked.
The Dragon within her had awoken, "You have faced nothing like me!" Shyvana said, her voice was dripping with rage. The bandit moved his hand through the air and struck her with his fist. Shyvana didn't move, the hit hurt but what was going to happen to him would be worth it. "Not so tough now are ya?" He bragged and turned his head to look at his fellow bandits. The last look he ever did. Shyvana chuckled and clenched her fist and struck him at his chest. The speed of her fist surprised the rest of the bandits, but not as much as what happened after. The man's shirt caught on fire as he fell backwards. "You better run now." The bandits did just that, there was something wrong with that girl she was not normal. They ran and ran until they had to cover their ears, turning around they saw something they thought was legend. A dragon. Shyvana roared again and lept into the air, flapping her wings she gained height. The Half-Dragon moved her wings to the side of her body and dove towards the encampment.
Moving her wings a bit from her body she prevented herself from hitting the ground. The camp was now filled with life as Shyvana flew a few meters above their tents and landed in the center. The ground quaked beneathe her as she touched down. Everything went quiet, the bandits looked at her with fear in their eyes. The Half-Dragon took a quick breath and roared again. The bandits covered their ears but it was not enough, fire hot enough to melt metal flew through the air, incinerating anything and anyone in it's path. Shyvana turned around and took a quick breath before casting out fire through the air and onto the tents, the bandits and the ground they stood on.
A few minutes later the Dragon jumped up into the air again, the encampment was set ablaze and the bandits reduced to ashes. Shyvana landed where she had left from, looking over the burning encampment with a smirk. Fire covered her body and when it died out she had returned to her human form. "They saw their end." She turned around and walked through the foliage again.
