Torgo, after hours from his fall awoke finding himself laying on his side, where he had fallen. The fall was long, and his bruises and cuts deep, but he knew he must accomplish his mission. He knew he must do what he had set out to do.
And he knew his master was still going to fight him. The very spirit of the terrible sharptooth of ages, Maganog who had long tormented him in his dreams, and even while he was awake.
Torgo was tired of the burden his master put on him, and he was ready to fight and regain his freedom.
The valley folk had to've been some form of hope, and he knew that if he could warn them before they destroyed him he could possibly gain their trust, and this somehow would drive Maganog's spirit from him.
He struggled to get to his feet, glancing up at the massive rock wall from whence he fell, and with a glare of determination, he decided to tackle it once again... to get into the valley.... that was his goal.
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Syrius was still speaking with Kragoth through the dream. the fastbiter remained calm throughout the conversation. As did the elderly duckbill.
"Its indeed been a long time, since the event back at the crater, hasnt it?" said Kragoth "My, how your uncle and my father fought. And then to see my own father get tossed over a cliff and into a nasty puddle of boiling hot magma, twas tragic indeed... it broke my heart, ya know."
"My Uncle, Elith died shortly thereafter."nodded Syrius "From the wounds that your father inflicted upon him... so we're even"
"So we are..." said Kragoth thoughtfully "And how did you get from that crater and wasteland alive? And that nasty graveyard of bones? Surely,you at that age... a young leaf nibbler struggling the world alone could had never lasted a day there in that nightmare land."
"Simple. I was rescued." Said Syrius.
"Ahh... I see." nodded Kragoth, still looking thoughtful of the chatter. "And by whom?"
"That matters not. You've never told me why you've come to me in my dreams." said Syrius.
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Torgo grit his teeth as his wounded body scraped the rocky surface, he had just started back up the steep rocky slope when suddenly his mind was clouded again, and his Master returned to him
'Torgo...' came the terrible voice, and this time Torgo felt a terrible sensation in his body, he let out a terrible scream as his head was forced back to the point that his neck almost snapped, a force unseen it was, and it held the hapless fastbiter in a terrible position, almost to the point of levitation
'I've warned you.... Torgo.' said Maganog's voice.
His mind flashed and Torgo once again found himself in a vision once more facing Maganog
"You betray me, Torgo. I am very disappointed in you. And for your sin against me, you shall die."
"No!" Started Torgo "I am free from you! I demand you let me go!"
"You have no power or free will." said Maganog, his voice hissing and low. "You belong to me, Torgo. Forever."
Torgo tried to move but found his body under Maganog's will, frozen in place, forcing Torgo to look up at Maganog's hideous form.
"And now. Die."
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[ [ [ [ Mood Music for the following scene - A MUST! ] ] ] ]There was a nasty crunch noise and Torgo felt a terrible stab of pain jolt throughout his body, it felt as if he was being twisted. Like a wet rag being squeezed of its water. But suddenly, there came a light in that dark place and something unexpected happened.
Maganog was suddenly knocked to the ground from the snapping whip of a mighty tail. Torgo fell from Maganog's terrible wrath and he fell to the ground where he glanced up seeing something he'd not ever expected in a vision with Maganog. There looming above Maganog was a mighty longneck, terrible and large, yet beautiful and graceful was he. Brave and willing, his eyes shown like flame and his wrath upon the dark spirit was great.
SNAP! came the mighty tail again, and it struck a terrible blow to the terrible sharptooth. Maganog let forth a terrible roar, which in all its horrendous fury emitted a sound beyond comprehension. The roar was joined with the distant tormented cries of Maganog's many victims of old. And it caused Torgo to coward further away. But the mighty longneck remained unaffected, his fiery gaze upon the sharptooth.
Finally, the Longneck spoke, his voice as mighty as Maganog's, only much more tolerable "I've defended this land from you time and time again." He said "And so, here we are again. Maganog, child of the Etheras Stone. I will not let you enter this valley, nor will I tolerate your five children to enter."
"Foolish spirit of the valley." Hissed Maganog "I will have my way!"
"Not if I have much to say about it." At these words, the great lone longneck turned his head towards Torgo
"Go forth, messenger. Warn the valley of the threat that is to come. You have my aid and my blessing."
Before Torgo could even utter a response the vision ended, and he found himself at the top peak of the great wall, looking out over the grand valley.
