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TLOD Fishing and Swords

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Terron blinked, "Karak you've got to be joking...fishing? For one thing I don't even know how to swim...secondly, I've never fished before in my life, thirdly-"

Karak wasted no time in skewering another two, "That makes four. Come on Terron, you're slacking."

"Hey! Come on no fair!" he shouted.

"Life ain't fair.  Have I taught you nothing?"

"...Fair point."  Terron said, before taking a deep breath, and sticking his head inside, blinking his eyes open in the water as he looked around left and right, blinking as he saw Karak's head over to the right.

The head grinned, before moving in such a way that Terron knew, the body was moving to push him in!  His eyes bulged as he opened his maw, making a lot of bubbles as he screamed underwater, flailing back a bit, wincing as his leg hurt a bit, but panting and coughing up some water.

Karakamooni laughed, "Shanido isn't the only one with a prank or two up his sleeve."

"You weren't really gonna shove me in?"

"Not with a bummed leg you gullible fool."

Terron blushed, lowering his head, "Sorry."

Karak chuckled, smiling a bit at Terron. "Geeze old man, you're nearly twice my age and never learned to fish?  Or swim?"

"I was never a fan of water...plus..." he whined, and lowered his head, tearing up a bit, "I became an orphan when I was five."

Karak's face softened, "What happened?"

He bit his lips, "Long story short...a tyrant slaughtered my village...and I...being a pacifist coward just tunneled underground and hid..." he sighed, sitting on his haunches and pounding a fist into the earth below, creating a small crater under his body, a few tears dropping to the ground, "Everyone is dead...Mom...Dad...Quartzia...hell I even hated seeing Groudren dead..." he sniffled, "That bastard..." he choked up, "It's...my fault...they're all dead because I was a coward...everyone else fought...my village is dead because of me..."

Karak walked over, standing in front of Terron for only a few moments, before he put his back paws over and around Terron, laying his neck and head over the large earth dragon's back, pulling him into a comforting embrace, "You are not alone Terron..." he said, "I too feel responsible for the deaths of my family...We are more alike than either of us could have imagined, it seems."

Terron closed his eyes, not hugging back and simply pounding the earth again, a few more tears falling, "No....we aren't...Karak...I'm....I have my code but...my will to fight is fueled by vengeance...the desire to kill the one who slaughtered my village."

Karak only chuckled a bit, "Fueled by rage and hatful memories on my part Terron.  Now come on...let's just talk, relax, and fish.  Why not tell me about why those swords are so important, hm?"

Terron sniffled, hugging back for a few moments, before the two dragons released eachother.  Terron looked at his swords, and unsheathed one, as he did, the blade glowed an earthy brown, with slight forest green highlights here and there.  "The Sword of Xyric.  My family's sword...its true power can only be wielded by one of Xyric blood..." he smiled slightly, wiping his tears away before resheathing it, and taking out the other. The sword blade glowed a forest green, as tiny chunks of earth, sharp, and pointed, floated all around it. "The Sword of Vyron.  A blade passed down in my family for generations...this sword is quite special...as only one dragon of each element can wield it...quite literally. The sword will harm a dragon not chosen to be one of its wielders."  He looked at Karak, seeing a bit of a gleam in his eyes. Okay well..considering he didn't exactly have real eyes, it was a figure of speech, but he could tell he was interested. Terron held the sword out, "I warn you, it will hurt."

Karak chuckled, "I've had worse." He grasped the blade in one paw, and to both of their surprise, the blade immidiately changed, glowing an acidic green, as acidic bubbles formed all around it, and acid dripped from the blade constantly.

Terron's jaw dropped, "T...the Acid wielder...."
and some development for Terron and...Karak!?

Karakamooni (c) :iconneffertity:
Story and Terron (c) me
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BlueStrike2434's avatar
Aw, maybe Karak isn't that bad :)