The Volcano

Name: Lavan
Gender: Male
Age: Adult
Color: Red
Type: Water
Breathweapon: ?
Mate: None yet..
Parents: Moonwind and Hira
Adoption Date: 7/30/02
Birth Date: 8/8/02
Adopted from: KelticRose Isle

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   You step through the portal that Fae, the Elven Keeper of the Forest, holds open with her magic. Once through, you find yourself in a vastly different place. You had met Fae in a large field, the grass green and brown in late summer. In this place you cannot tell the season.
   The place might once have been a forest, but no longer. A few trees dot the burned landscape, their blackened skeletons reaching towards the sky as if begging salvation. From the looks of the harsh land, they would get none. The air is hot, dry, and has a strange stench of sulfur, rock, ash, and smoke.
   Every inch of ground for as far as the eye can see is covered in dried lava and ash. The whole place is devoid of life, the ground flat and barren. The source of this devastation and horror juts out of the ground, angrily spitting smoke and ash at the land and sky. You are surprisingly close to the volcano. So close that flakes of fresh ash are falling lightly on your shoulders.
   You stand silently, shocked by the total lack of life here. Fae steps through the portal and comes to stand beside you. For a few long minuets, the two of you stand in silence, gazing at the creature of destruction before you.
   You turn to Fae finally, and ask how any creature could make this place it's home. Fae only shakes her head, unable, or refusing, to give you an answer. Finally, she speaks.
   "There are no paths here, because the volcano is very active, and any paths we could make would be buried in a matter of weeks." She lifts her hand and points to the mountain. "If you just go straight to the base of the mountain, you will be able to find the entrence to the dragon's home." Fae gives you a wane smile. "Good luck," She says softly, and dissapears through the gateway.
You sigh, taking one more look around the sullen plane of dried lava, and then start towards the volcano. At first, the going was easy, but as you move closer and closer to the volcano, the ground becomes more and more unstable. Peaces of the ground break out from under your feet, leaving you stumbling trying to catch your balance. Spots that look solid and stable turn out to be holding a pocket of air, which sends you flying forward. You fall and stumble so many times that soon your arms and legs are covered in dozens cuts, scrapes, and bruses.
After what seems an eternity, you reach the base of the volcano. You look around from your spot, but see no entrence. You sigh and move along the base of the volcano, hoping to find the entrence somewhere off the the side.
Suddenly, the ground is gone from under your feet. You cry out in fear and suprise as you fall. Then, just as suddenly as you feel, you hit ground with a thump that knocks the air out of your lungs. You lie there for a few moments, gasping harsly to regain your breath. When you can breath normally again, you get slowly to your feet, wincing at every bruse and scrape. When you are on your feet, you look around.
It turns out that you hadn't fallen very far. The entrence to the home turns out to be a large hole in the ground. The hole was the same color as the ground making it very easy to miss. You look around and find the hole opens into a large tunnel. The tunnel goes straight back towards the center of the volcano.
You walk for some time. Just when you are beging to think the tunnel will lead you to the other side of the volcano, it turns suddenly, dubbling back the way it had came. The new turn slopes down a bit steeply, but nothing to unpleasent. You admire the build of the tunnel. The turn was placed just so that none of the natural light reaches into it very far.
The new tunnel leads you back towards the side of the mountain you came from. After about the same amount of time it took you to go down the first lenght of tunnel, the tunnel makes another sharp turn, once again going back the way it had came, but still sloping. All the while, it has been becoming encreasingly hot. A sheen of sweat glistens on your skin. You fear that if it keeps increasing at this rate you won't be able to go on.
Just at the point where the tunnel makes it's second turn lies a strange shimmering wall. From your vantage point it looks a little like a wall of water. You walk forward carfully, wondering what it is. You step through it warily. As soon as your skin toutchs the wall, you feel cooler. As your body moves through the wall, it coats you compleatly. Everywhere it toutches feels like cool water caressing your skin. Once you are fully through you look down at your hands. They glisten as if wet.
You start moving again, feeling pleasently refreshed. The sweltering heat is gone, and all you feel is a soft coolness. Your walk down the tunnel turns out to be suprisingly short. After a few yards the large tunnel opens up into a huge cavern.
You stand at the entrence to the cavern, mouth open in suprise. You hadn't been expecting anything like this. The cavern is enormus! The cavern is in a rough circle shape. The cealing rises far above you. But what suprises you the most is the lake. Well, your not quite sure what to call it.
The floor of the caver is taken up mostly by a lake, or maybe a puddle, of lava. The only part of the cavern that isn't semerged in lava is a cresent of slightly raised ground that is connected to the tunnel you just came out of.
You walk towards the lake of lava, looking at the few things that are on the solid ground. You move to the edge of the lava pool. You had been wondering why it hadn't dried over, but from here you can see the lava is constantally moving, and probally has some deep heat sorce.
You are about to move away when suddenly a red figure rises out of the lava and towers over you. Your eyes widen and your mouth opens, but nothing comes out. You cannot make your feet move, the figure is driving terror through you.
"Lavan!" Someone's shout rings through the air. You stumble back, the spell broken. The towering figure dissapates into a dragon. Another figure bobs above the surface of the lava, and heads twords you.
"Sorry about that," the girl says when she reaches you, then turns to the dragon, "What did I tell you about trying to kill the visitors?"
"Ahhh, but Mariana, it soo fun." The dragon replies with pleading eyes. The girl waves her hand.
"I know it is, but I don't think they would like it to much." The dragon sighs and hangs in head.
"All right... Spoil sport!" The girl turns back to you.
"Sorry again. Lavan is... over zelous." You smile shakly. You stare at the girl, then ask how she can stand to be in the lava like that. "Oh, I'm not sure. It feels really nice to me. Maybe it's becuase I'm a mermaid. Mers have natural magics." Mermaid, you stutter. "Yep!" The girl, or mermaid rather, swims over to the edge of the lake and pulls herself out.
Her tail is dark green, as is her webbing between her fingers and on her ears. Her eyes are also the same dark green. Her hair is a dark red. Strings of pearls decorate her neck and waist. She slips back into the lava and turns to face you.
"By the way, my name is Mariana. I am this great lug's Keeper." You grin as Lavan stutters angerly. "Lavan, why don't you tell our guest about yourself." He turns to you, gold-orange eyes flashing.
"My name is Lavan, a red water dragon, and I am the child of another dragon that lives here: Moonwind, and his mate Hira. They just had their very first clutch. Since Deborah is my father's bondmate, she got to keep one of the eggs." He smiles. "Thats me. Also, Deborah adopted another from their clutch. An abanoded dragon. Her name is Maru. She is a white water! Also, Moonwind and Hira also had a great honor. They were the frist two dragons to give birth to twins." You ask if he has a mate.
"No, not yet. But who knows." You thank them both for talking with you, then take your leave...

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