Zaydn: *grumble...*
(Yenra lands nearby.)
Yenra: "Gah, quit being so unhappy. You just stopped a horrible beast! I'm still not sure how exactly you did it though... You learned that skill before I hatched for you & you never used it in front of me...
They say the soul reflects a person's true self. My only concern is that are you really like this...? Are you really an abyss...? ......I really wish for that not to be true..."
Zaydn: "Bah, true or not, I can't help it... leave me alone Yenra, I don't want to be bothered right now.... I'm going to get a royal beating as it is, and I don't need you questioning me anymore!"
(upset, he starts to walk away...)

(Zaydn scowls at Eznier.)
Zaydn: "Me and Yenra are not friends. We are partners. We are bound together, whether we like it or not. Hmmm?"
(a transmission calls Zaydn)
Zaydn: "Yes? What is it?"
Voice: "Where the h.ell are you?! We've been waiting for your report and are no waiting any longer! You're useless! You can't even perform a simple task! You can expect a good whipping for this blunder! A simple task and you're over a day late! Gah... your good for nothing! You should have just died long ago, that way you wouldn't be such a hinderence! You KNOW we have to wait for all the reports to be turned in before we make a move! Time is of the essence and you go MISSING! BAH!"

Zaydn: "I-i--"
Voice: "Silence, you cripple! I don't want to hear any excuses!"
Yenra: "...you can talk to him... if you dare..."

Voice: "Bah! Who are you to interfere! I'm the Warden and these are the rules:
If your late by five hours you get ten lashes.
Late by ten hours, you get twenty-five lashes.
Late by fifteen hours and you get fourty lashes.
Late by twenty hours, you get fifty lashes.
Late by over a day... you can expect to get seventy lashes.
This is to teach the need to be on time and part of a functioning whole. If you're late, you mess up the rythmn and destroy the balance. They must be punished. I don't care if off pulling hero stunts, they get the whip all the same... and not a regular whip... The whip we use has bits of metal and old Drake claws oven into the several, thin ends of the whip. They are made to rip you to the bones, making sure you'll never make the same mistake again, for you will have a permentant reminder on you... That is how it is, and I intend on punishing as severly as possible..."

Warden: "Stay out of our buisness, 'king'! You have no say in our customs. Mind your own dam.n buisness! I'm bringing him in, like it or not!!!"

Zaydn: "It matters not... they will come for me... I must go or I'll be labled a traitor... I will be hunted at ever step I make. A target will be plastered on the back of my head... I should just knuckle-under hope for it to end quickly enough... The report must be turned in as soon as possible anyways.... it seems cruelty & greed has festered in Caelians ever since my father became a hero.... Jealousy... it is such a poison... bah..."

Warden: "Forget it! We're not waiting any longer! We will come to you, ingrate!"
(a portal opens up in the sky. Zaysol fades slightly.)
Zaysol: "....ngh..."
Zaydn: "....great... just.... great... bah...."

Zaysol: "I... I have to go! I can't stay! I gotta get out of here!"
*looks frantic*

Zaysol: "I'm not allowed to be seen! Caelians worship the Sky God only! What would happen if they saw me?! That and I was a regular person before. I know some of these people. They think I'm dead! I can't go throwing my weight around! If I'm seen with my son, I will be stripped of my power and cast out into the void! I can't take any side ever.... even if it's my own son... gah..."
(his body fades again...)
Zaysol: "That and I can't manifest a body for much longer... my time here draws to a close.... I will try to return after your a
ordeal, but until I see you again, know this Zaydn: I'm proud of you... I care about you... and I will always be with you... don't dispair just yet... I will return again..."
*fades into the air like wisp in the winds*

(many Drakes & their riders exit the portal. Several pin down Yenra and rip off his saddle.
A few Drake Lords step forward and put Zaydn in chains... Two of them, you notice, are heavily bandaged around their torsos, grim looks upon their faces.
The Warden steps forth, whip in hand. Behind him two rider bring a large, metal whipping post.)
Warden: "This is the third time today I've had to dish out punishment... I would rather not have to do these things, but I must abide by the rules just as much as you do... I will not show mercy. We are one of the best riders. Tardiness is something we shouldn't have to deal with. Even amatures know that."
(they set down the post and bolt it to the ground. They chain Zaydn to it and remove his torso armor. The Warden takes a looks at Zaydn's scars & shakes his head.)
Warden: ".... I cannot show mercy..."

(Yenra doesn't fight back at all. The Warden raises the whip and delivers the first lash. Zaydn doesn't cry out or moan at all. This pain is nothing to him, almost. It still hurts, just not as much as his siezures or other things.)

(the Warden grimaces and starts the rest of the lashes, counting out every one of them. Zaydn must take seventy lashes.)

(the Warden finishes the painful task. They bandage Zaydn's back & take his report.)
Warden: "Stay if you want. You won't be getting any missions anytime soon." *mutters*
(they leave Zaydn there, unchained and bandaged. Yenra doesn't dare bother Zaydn now, but he takes their gear and flies over to the castle. Zaydn starts slowly walking...)

(Zaydn doesn't respond...
a distant look on his blank face...
It's like he didn't even hear him...)

(Zaydn murmurs something incoherently... they continue walking...
Yenra speaks to Eznier.)
Yenra: "This is what destroys people... Things like this is what have made him so hollow, and emotionless.... It's like watching the person you care most about slowly die away in front of you and there is nothing you can do... except... this is his mind that is dying away......"

(they reach the castle, Yenra is sitting on the roof, watching them walk.)

(Zaydn stares dead-like... he looks pale... his bandages are already completely soaked with his red-ish, purple blood...)

(Zaydn murmurs... all emotion has left his eyes & face.
He truely looks hollow now. Like there is nothing to him... he's fairly thin, his hair is ragged, his messed up back is hunched, his eyes are sunken & sullen, he looks very cold.
But he only looks into space, murmuring...)

(he slowly shuts his eyes... and... passes out from blood-lose.
Yenra can't bear to watch anymore and crawls to a far side of the roof...)

[Let's continue this on my first pic of a Caelian Griffon, ok?]