Warriors of the Fallen - Chapter 9 by eemhp31, literature
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Warriors of the Fallen - Chapter 9
With a crying exhale of air, Spyro brought his sword down, cutting throw another dreadwing that had tried to swipe at him. His most recent enemy dealt with, the purple dragon looked around. It was chaos. In Spyro's experience, battles went one of two ways: Mass Army formation pushing into each other or Individual combat. This fight, at the edge of the foxmen's cultivation fields, at the base of the overhang cave, was both yet neither of those types of combat. There were awakened, beating down any dark creature who so much as looked at them all around him. But at the same time, there were groups of dragons who were moving in a formation, and on top of that were the foxmen who were joining in the fight in teams of two and three. Spyro wanted to say what the tribe members were doing was more akin to tap-in-tap-out than formation fighting. An eruption of elemental energy buffed the young man bringing his attention back to those closest to him. He could see Harlid using a war hammer to
TLOS TDJD Ch28 What's Wrong with People Watching by eemhp31, literature
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TLOS TDJD Ch28 What's Wrong with People Watching
The Legend of Spyro The Double-Jointed Dragon Chapter 28 What’s Wrong with People Watching? Spyro knew he should not find pleasure, or more like amusement, in his friend's situation. But given half the crap that had been going around the last two days, he figured he could spread the misery around a little bit. For ancestor's sake, not only had the other younglings that he had arrived with been coming to him asking questions about this and that. Even the adults, the "City Councilors" especially, had been seeking him out for even the most benign questions. How was he supposed to know what buildings they should rebuild first? He grew up in a Dragonfly Village; he was taught what plants were poisonous, not construction. And even at the temple, the guardians had concentrated on keeping him alive first, and basic knowledge second, everything else when we're not fighting for our lives. So that so many were seeking him out was ridiculous. Ironically enough, even Cynder was having similar
Warriors of the Fallen - Chapter 8 by eemhp31, literature
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Warriors of the Fallen - Chapter 8
While reorganization was the description we would give, in practice, it was more akin to remotivation. There were thousands of Awoken being helped by the Foxmen, and both sides were at their wit’s end. On one side were the Natural Magic users. Their most prominent food source was a combination of moss, mushrooms, and other low light crops supplemented by any magic dense meat they could hunt from the Giant’s Forest. They were in a lull between growing seasons, so the refugee camp thankfully did not hurt them as much as it could have given it was sitting on their cultivation fields. Hunting was a different matter. Hunting was dangerous, but even the smallest of prey from the great forest could feed several households. But by the time we had arrived, the village had cleared out the most accessible game that was close by. And the dark army, while not willing to venture very deep into the forest itself for fear unknown to us, they had managed to scare away the most plentiful of life with
TLOS TDJD Chapter 27 Infirmary Visits by eemhp31, literature
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TLOS TDJD Chapter 27 Infirmary Visits
The Legend of Spyro The Double-Jointed Dragon Chapter 27 Infirmary Visits Plains, mountains, roads...castles?...”You really are an idiot”...”Must have hurt.”...”It’s not over...the fight goes on.”...”Is he asleep or unconscious?” ”There’s a difference?”...Bone depth soreness…”Maybe Learn before you Wield!”...Movement? No, light! A deep-seated groan escaped a young dragon’s maw as harsh, unfriendly light battered his eyelids. And with slow movement, the head the eyes were attached to turned to no longer be under the sun’s bright rays. Realizing that no, he was not sleeping and that he had indeed moved, Marshal opened his eyes. The wind dragon blinked his eyes rapidly several times, trying to disperse the “morning grogginess” blurring his sight. Then he realized his sight was not blurring because he had just woken; it was just his natural eyesight! He twitched, meaning to move an arm. Instead, the twitch almost caused him to flinch violently given the sharp pins and needles which
TLOS TDJD Chapter 26 Day 4, One Last Blitz by eemhp31, literature
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TLOS TDJD Chapter 26 Day 4, One Last Blitz
The Legend of Spyro The Double-Jointed Dragon Chapter 26 Day 4, One Last Blitz Marshal worked to control his breathing as he tried to move through the last predawn hour and the slowly waking convoy. His left foreleg hurt something fierce. It seemed to have gotten better while sleeping, but it was still incredibly sore and tender. But he did not have time for that; they had to start moving soon. It was unknown how much time the raid the night before had given them. “There you are! Stop moving so I can look at you.” Marshal did his best to cover the cringe of pain as he stopped what had been his three-legged, hoping to watch as a tired Kean came up to him. “I’m fine, Kean. Save your energy for the more seriously injured.” Kean seemed to be having none of it as he came right up next to Marshal and grabbed the wind dragon’s injured foreleg, which he had been holding near his chest. “You’re injured enough that you’re husbanding this leg. That’s bad enough already. The fact that I
TLOS TDJD Chapter 25 Day 3, Rapid Escalation by eemhp31, literature
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TLOS TDJD Chapter 25 Day 3, Rapid Escalation
The Legend of Spyro The Double-Jointed Dragon Chapter 25 Day 3, Rapid Escalation Marshal smothered a groan as he leaned against a tree trunk. He could do that now, the day before they had started to get to the edge of the Giant’s Forest. The trees were still significant, but Marshal would compare them more to the Redwoods than the monstrosities they had traveled through. So instead of miles high with giant root complexes, these new trees had started at one mile high, and small bumps in the ground indicating the root structures. They were getting smaller the further they went, but the change was gradual. While being able to lean against a tree was nice, that did not stop Marshal from being sore. All the fighting and flying was catching up to him, say nothing on having to wake up early every morning so that they could get moving. And that did not even cover that the others were still looking up to him. He was still doing his best not to show how much all of this was getting to him
TLOS TDJD Chapter 24 Pear Shape by eemhp31, literature
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TLOS TDJD Chapter 24 Pear Shape
The Legend of Spyro The Double-Jointed Dragon Chapter 24 Pear Shape Horhe was staring death in the face. Not an entirely new situation for the hot head fire dragon. This was the first time, however, that the end he was staring at was so absolute. Sure he had given and received the typical teenage argumentative death treats. But to be here now, his snout firmly held by an ape taller than him and a large war hammer held above him, ready to deal the death blow. That was new. Horhe’s only regret was that it was because he was trying to show off. And he always called his little brother an idiot. 0000000000000000000 Mashal was unsure if what he was about to do would work, but he had to try. No one had died on his watch yet; he was not about to let that change. This was primarily because, and the wind dragon hated to admit this, but Horhe was irreplaceable as a leader. So, already rapidly advancing towards the general, Marshal took a breath. 0000000000000000000 Cynder had known this
TLOS TDJD Chapter 23 The Plan, Day 2 by eemhp31, literature
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TLOS TDJD Chapter 23 The Plan, Day 2
The Legend of Spyro The Double-Jointed Dragon Chapter 23 The Plan, Day 2 The morning had come, the sun was up, and the army of apes and their mounts were flying through the air again. Khan had to fight not to growl as he looked out over his forces. The harassment the day before had poked massive holes in his formations, and the less said about the damages to their supplies, the better. They were not in danger of being wiped out or running out of the necessities, but he was worried that they would have to start rationing if they could not finish their mission with all haste. As it was, they had taken flight at first light to try and keep ahead of the dragons. From what he had seen of the dragons the day before, they were young and quite possibly just this side of looking unhealthy. So there was an excellent chance the action yesterday was the last bit of fight they had in them. This assessment was reinforced by what he had seen from the aftermath of the battle at the village. These
TLOS TDJD Chapter 18 - Swarm vs Horde, Fight by eemhp31, literature
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TLOS TDJD Chapter 18 - Swarm vs Horde, Fight
Marshal had been in a few fights by now. Those fights had all been on the ground. Fighting in the air and staying in the air was entirely new to him! And from the looks of those around him, he was not the only one. Amongst the death and destruction, it was also very much general all-around chaos going on around him. What started with him crashing into a dreadwing and using that movement to unleash a blast of magic had turned into him diving and weaving all over the place. He was throwing his body around in what had to be unnatural ways to not crash into dreadwings, explosions from magical attacks, or the rapidly expanding number of dragons AND dreadwings in the air. He was, of course, blasting his attacks about, usually just overpowered Wind Blasts. Still, at times he was able to get enough time to form a Gas Explosion or even only a snap Cyclone to break up large packs of dreadwings and hoping the snap storm was more helpful to his fellow dragon than it was harmful. And that was the
Tournament of Elements - Prologue by eemhp31, literature
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Tournament of Elements - Prologue
Chapter 0 - What Must happen.
It was an ugly thing. Always had been. And yet there was nothing he could do about it. A great purple dragon, covered in ropes of fine silk and decorated in jewels, sat before a mural larger than life torches lighting the otherwise dark hallway that morning.
It wasn’t so much the mural that he hated, it was more what it depicted. The damn thing had been conceived and created when he and his mate had been elsewhere. It was so big, and considered such a pride of the palace, that by the time they found out about it, there was nothing they could do to get rid of it. Did not stop them from trying sometimes.
T
Warriors of the Fallen - Prolog by eemhp31, literature
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Warriors of the Fallen - Prolog
The Legend of Spyro
Warriors of the Fallen
Prolog: Where something Finally goes right
Sleeping, it was one the few ways any of them could escape. They all craved it, wanted it and above all, needed it. It was why if someone was asleep; they were not disturbed. So when something woke him up with no warning or reasoning, not only was he confused, but he also annoyed.
He opened his brown eyes, his tired brown eyes. There was nothing, nothing but the other subjects all sleeping in their large room. The room was dull; a bench lined the walls except within a few feet of the only door. There was a two-way mirror up on the north face wall, how any
How Magic Works? (TLOS Style) by eemhp31, literature
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How Magic Works? (TLOS Style)
Elemental Magic...I have for the most part cemented my idea on how Dragons wield their magic, they use channels of some form which runs along different parts of the body, how it runs depends on what type of dragon they are. The idea of other creatures able to use elements is also a thing, at least that is what it looks like. so how the hell does that work. Hm?
There are systems which run throughout the body, the circulatory (blood) and this magic. And much like the circulatory it gains and filters the different compounds all throughout the body (this to greater effect with the non-dragon creatures). A dragon has an easier time learning the M
So unexpected
A cold night, a calm night. A leaf blows in the wind as it goes through the world. It cares not for what is around, only that it is getting a free ride. The people of the land are sleeping on peaceful night.
Well, not all. A group of five move swiftly through the night, disturbing the leaf as they passed it, causing its journey to end. These five men are well armed, lightly armored, and though on horses, are silent as the night around them.
They have a mission to complete and they aim complete it.
Their path is long, but they care not, their target is coming up quickly, they must be ready.
Soon they
Hidden Promise
He never could find the quite bars, he always had to pick the bars that were noisy and crowded when he did this. Not that he cared those were sometimes the best bars, and half the time something interesting happened that would help to take his mind of the war.
Oh the war…if only he could forget about that. But nope, he had to be there on the front lines every fricken day and he had to do massive threats just to get a few days where he could relax for a little bit so that he did not go crazy. And had to pull favors just so he could sneak out and get to a neutral city to even be able to relax in a place no one k
A life hiding in the darkness, that is what a creature like me gets to look forward to. Times change sure, but for those that are long lived, those creatures never forget what happened in times long past. The funny thing is, it’s those same predeterminations which have allowed me to live even the crappy life that I live. I’m a creature that thrives in the darkness, but I am forced to also live in the light.
There is a saying, “There are two sides to a coin.” I have found that to be not completely accurate. There are three sides: The face, the side the world likes seeing and knows the most; The tail, the side that livi
I looked around the dragons gathered before me. Many young, some of older age. Each looking to me to tell the story of our greatest hero, and our greatest strength.
"Come young and old," my voice sounded "Come and hear of the last stand of the eldest of fighters in the tribal army. One who held the line when others would not. Of one who suffered much, and coined a name we would all come to know and fear." And with that I began the story, the story of The Old dragon
An old dragon stood on the field of battle. He stood tall and strong, as unmovable
The legend of Spyro
The Double-Jointed Dragon
Everyone knows all about the story of Spyro and Cyder, from swamp all the way to core, we have fallowed them, seen their hardships and fought with them. There are many stories on what happened after wards. This is just one form.
In our world a High School student is finishing his junior year. He has had an interesting life. Bullied all threw middle school, having few friends, getting good grades all threw school and suffering for it, from both parents and fellow students. He is a talker not a fighter, ironic really.
As the last day of School ends the student and his family are b
The Legend of Spyro New Guardians by sithman91, literature
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The Legend of Spyro New Guardians
Chapter 1
Fifteen years. Fifteen years since my birth. Honestly, I never thought I'd ever be born. From what Marshal was saying the magic that kept me and mother in suspended animation was thought to have damaged my egg. I somehow had memories of this, but they were always fuzzy and I could never reach them. Oh well, it's not like my mother would have lived from her injuries I am sad I never met her, but I am glad she was found by Marshal. He took me into his home, his life, and always calls me his son. Although, I'm technically his ward due to no blood relation.
Sadly the one thing I wish for, is that I was born Marshal's real son, to be a
The Legend of Spyro: The new Guardians Prologue by sithman91, literature
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The Legend of Spyro: The new Guardians Prologue
The wind blew through a grassy field the soft sound of the plants shifting in the breeze giving a serene feeling gazing upon it before a shadow blew over it roaring. The red dragon flapped his wings stirring the grassy fields below him as he flew over the walls of a massive city. Diving down into it he skimmed over the roof tops gazing down at the cheetah’s, moles, and dragons milling about with other species thought lost during the wars against Malefor and his hoards of slaves, monsters, beasts, and traitors. The world had been rebuilding in the fifteen years after his defeat. With a smile the red dragon flapped as he rose higher headi
Hey, um I know that we haven't talked in a while and I was wondering if you have a fanfiction. Com account? If you do can I post what I have for my fanfic from deviant art to said site?
Yes, I have an account, same name. As for posting, as long as you have an account you should be able to. In your profile section, it will be the published tab. You'll need to first put what you want to post into the Docmanger, then you should be able to create a new story in a tab of similar name. It may prompt you to read the rules and regulations first, but after you got that you should be good. Most of posting there is experimenting and seeing what does what.
Yes, I also have an account with a different name, and I already know how to post on it. I was just wondering if you did or not, thanks for answering my question.