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Resistance
Chapter 36: Power

Not quite knowing where the actual windmill was, I spent quite a while wandering around the town with Fenek in tow. Atheros was supposedly still resting.

Eventually, I got fed up and got Fenek to fly around, then give me directions. He tried to convince me to join him, but after a tentative stretch of my wings brought forth a whole lot of aches and pains, I declined.

The building was almost a stereotypical windmill, with a cylindrical Base and a conical roof. It's blades were simple wooden affairs, turning lazily in the afternoon breeze. The walls were made of stone and something that seemed to be concrete or plaster, perhaps a mixture of both. The stone was obviously granite, with the specks of quartz catching the afternoon sun, creating the appearance of sparkles on some of the dark rocks.

Set into the wall was a wooden doorframe, and a few windows here and there. The brown hardwood door was ajar, and the sounds of wood being worked and metal being shifted carried out from outside. On the pathway leading up to the door sat what was left of a portable generator, along with an AC to DC converter, which some men came along to carry off to the nearby vehicle park. I doubted if we would need that, though, since we had floodlights that ran on AC anyway, along with most of our power tools, though I doubted if we would be able to use more than one at once anyway. I spied some guys carrying batteries to a shed in the vehicle Park too, probably using it to store any excess power. Perhaps that was what they wanted the converter for.

Before I could step in, Drae'kos stepped out, while inspecting the building itself. Upon seeing me, he bowed. "Ah, there you are. I was wondering when you would come."

I nodded, still watching the proceedings. "So, what's the status?"

The black and yellow dragon smiled. "It's coming along very nicely. Shall I show you?"

I nodded and followed him into the building. The room inside was conservatively speaking, a mess. Usually, the only thing there would be a few gears, and then the flour grinder itself. This time, all of that had been torn out and tossed to one side, with the massive grinder being the most eye-catching thing.

In the middle of the room, the still spinning axle stood, with a new larger gear already attached to it. The only other guy in the room was busy attaching a much smaller gear to the generator, while another two came in holding a metal stand, which was mounted to the ground. I noted two large bundles of cables on the ground, and that a hole had been somehow drilled into the wall.

Glancing at the hole, I asked, "Drae'kos, how did you people manage to drill a hole so big and so nicely circular? I don't think a normal hand drill could do that..."

The Dragon chuckled. "I used one of my claws earlier. It took a while, and a bit of magic, but that wasn't too much trouble. You mustn't forget, magic enables what is usually impossible. It is a good skill to pick up."

I nodded, while watching the men mount the generator onto the stand, while the cables were also connected. However, the thing didn't exactly spin with a spectacularly good speed, and I doubted if the power was enough to get anything done.

Seeing the skepticism all over my face, Drae'kos smirked. "Yes, I know, you mentioned before that the output isn't too good, but don't forget, I haven't applied my spell yet. Let them finish connecting the cables, then I'll begin."

I nodded, still watching. Once the men were done, they stood aside while Drae'kos begin chanting in some weird language, while pointing first at the generator and gears, which started to glow. I noted a drop in temperature, but chose not to comment as the Dragon continued, now pointing at the river out the window, which glowed slightly as he continued chanting. However, once he was done, the glowing dissipated, and the generator spun up to at least four times its previous speed. My jaw dropped.

Drae'kos laughed. "There is no friction in this system, and the energy for the spell is being drawn from the river outside. The water there shall be colder, but that is it. I believe you have a power source now."

Out of nowhere, one of the men produced a multimeter, saying something about having gotten it from a raid. He offered it to me, asking me to check the voltage. I took the offer and got 240V AC as the reading. Standard voltage. As I handed the multimeter back, I nodded, remarking, "Impressive. No heat production too."

Drae'kos snorted. "Of course! There is no friction to produce it! So, shall we begin upgrading the small maintenence area of your storage place for your motor vehicles?"

I nodded, and both of us set off for the vehicle park which was actually just a stones throw away. Behind us, the power lines and very short poles were already being laid.

Inside the maintenance area, which turned out to be much bigger than I thought, some light fixtures were already up, and wired to a switch that was integrated into a portable fuse box that was very obviously military issue. Meanwhile, the connector was tossed in through a window. I grabbed it and plugged it in.

Almost at once, the fluorescent lights in the shack flickered to life, all also portable military issue, probably from one of the tonners that had been loaded up when it had been retrieved. We used them to light up resting areas for the troops and such.

From the guys who were double checking the mounting, I heard clapping and cheers. Drae'kos, however, pointed behind me at the table, where a laptop computer sat, complete with charger and a plug that was already connected to the fuse box. Fenek was already picking it up and turning it over in his hands. Both seemed to have no idea what it was.

Drae'kos spoke first, as Fenek was too busy sniffing the device. "What is that? It reeks of poisonous metals and I can smell it even here. Don't worry, though, I already asked your companion not to damage it."

I watched as Fenek put the device back onto the table. I noted that it was a Dell, and had more or less state of the art hardware. "You spoke to him? I didn't even realise..."

Fenek shrugged. "While you were too busy being shocked."

I matched his shrug and plugged the charger in, but didn't connect the computer to it.  "You both have no idea what this is?" Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a printer on another table. A USB one, thankfully. Network printers would be completely useless here.

Both dragons shook their heads, standing behind me watching my every move. Fenek spoke first, "Is it a weapon? Almost everything you've used from the Old World has been a weapon, save for your hat."

I rolled my eyes, searching for the power button, which I found soon enough. "Not a weapon. This is a computer."

Of course, the term made no impact on the dragons, while the humans snickered at their reaction. I glanced over, "This thing got battery?"

"Nope. We tried. It's flat." Came the reply.

Fenek, however, jumped the gun and tried to press the power button, the one which my finger had been hovering over. Of course, nothing happened, since the battery was flat. The dragons, however, we're unimpressed. Fenek snorted. "It does nothing. Is it a club?"

I plugged the charger into the computer. "Don't be an ass. It's battery is flat. Watch."

Fenek gave the computer another glance. "Doesn't look very flat to me."

With that, I switched the laptop on, and the fan whirled to life, together with the hard drive. I hit the button to access the BIOS and reset the password before getting to Windows. The dragons were of course, stunned. I laughed. "Welcome to the modern era. It's a computer, something that can crunch numbers faster than you and me, something that saves things digitally, and is capable of running simulations and doing modeling, among other things. I used to have one."

Drae'kos seemed filled with questions almost at once, while I browsed around, noting quite a few engineering programs installed, including some for product design and such. Drae'kos broke in halfway. "How does this thing work? How can something that was blank just now suddenly light up to show words and pictures? How does it do all this with no magic?"

I smirked. "This is the power of technology."

I sent one of the guys along to inform Victor, while I toyed around with some of the programs, and turned off the WiFi as an afterthought. It would, of course, make designing things easier given the software that was installed. Of course, I would also be able to charge up other devices, and access training guidelines from military pcs too. That would be later, though, since we would have to go digging through our own storage areas to look for the things.

I was quite sure that the restoration of electricity created quite a buzz since most of the commanders turned up, along with the whole jolly gang of dragons who crowded round and generally blocked everyone. Didn't blame them, though, since none of them could puzzle out how the computer worked. To get them to step aside and quieten down, I had to promise to explain it's workings later on.

Eventually, two guys came running over, one holding a desktop pc, and the other holding the monitor, mouse and keyboard along with a whole jumble of cables. I shut the laptop down and put it aside to charge while I helped the others to set up the desktop. Going by the labels, it was definitely army property, and hopefully I could get something useful out of it. We hurriedly set it up and started it up, and Victor went about browsing through the contents, pulling up several training plans, and asking for the printer to be set up. In short order, he began to print out lesson plans for various types of training.

I went back to the house to grab my phone, which I connected to the pc to charge. Meanwhile, the maintenence people began streaming in, all carrying in various power tools, which were plugged in. Half the light were switched off, however, since it was the middle of the afternoon. Two of the rovers were towed in and they began work. The vehicles had apparently broken down.

Victor pulled me over. "Meeting tonight. They're talking expansion. Wrod came down from the city next door. KL I think."

I nodded, while I began browsing through some random thing on my phone. It eventually occurred to me that I should at least build a network to allow file sharing, though we were a long way from that, since the power supply wasn't exactly reliable.

Updates...and tagged.

Journal Entry: Fri Nov 21, 2014, 5:59 AM


Well, as the title suggests, I have been tagged. Twice. However, I'm going to get a word in first before I go and address all this nonsense lol.

Now, as to why I have been quiet for so long, well, I've been busy with parade rehearsals and then the parade itself. I probably broke half the rules there are to break by participating, and probably spoilt my knee. BUT since this is to celebrate my entire company finishing service, plus the fact that my parents came all the way to the camp to watch, I don't mind a little pain.... Though my right index finger is still numb from holding the bloody rifle...and it has been a week. This is getting ridiculous. haha. Ey, but we all got to wear the ceremonial dress uniform and generally looked good, save one guy with a huge shirt xP

And that was last week.

Now this week, well mostly drama in the platoon exploding left right centre. I'm not at liberty to discuss what's going on, since this got pretty much all the way to the CO...but it has broken the mood of the place. Dammit...we're supposed to be happy, and now people are just like...bleh and so on. It's a mess and I'm hoping that those involved don't get into too much trouble. And no, thankfully, I'm not involved in this huge mess. 

Also latest thing, thurs and fri, I've been sick with what looks like a 24h virus, though it's hard to say for now since some of the symptoms are still here. I'll see tomorrow I guess.

And now, the tags. I have one from :iconenerin: and one from :icondraconian-man:... seriously guys, I thought this thing was dead =.=

I'll answer the questions from each in order. Won't be posting the rules tho, so that this thing doesn't get ridiculously long.

But first, 10 things about me, as stipulated by the rules. I may get lazy halfway through tho.

1. I don't have a university education (yet)
2. I was drafted when I was 18, and almost done.
3. Did I say done? I'm still liable for 10 rounds of reservist training once I finish full time service. However, once I'm 40 they won't touch me no more.
4. OHHH I DON'T WANNA LIVE AN ARMY LIFE
5. I sleep alot these days for lack of a better thing to do.
6. I like to fiddle with computers for fun, but I'm horrible with software.
7. I went from 0 chin-ups to 16 then to 4 in the span of 2 years. Thanks, army! haha
8. I used to read alot and need to get back into the habit.
9. My luck is either horrid or awesome
10. I'm a boring person.

Now questions.
1. Of all the places you've been, which was/is your favorite?
Home mostly. Staying in an army camp 5 days a week for 2 years makes you appreciate the place, no matter how dysfunctional my family is at times.

2. What's your greatest skill/strength/good thing?
No idea. I'm good with my hands?

3. How about flaw?
I tend to shove my ideas down peoples' throats at times...and then tear theirs up in front of them, especially for the people I don't like.

4. I like that deviation question. What's the favorite one you've posted, and the one you're most proud of?
To be honest, I don't have one. All my work needs improvement, and any input is valued.

5. Are you very athletic?
Haha no.

6. Would you rather be in the city, in a forest, or inside your house/room?
City. But if it's hot or raining, home, or at least somewhere with good tea and internet xP

7. Name the first interesting fact off the top of your head.
Yes.

8. How/where do you write/draw/art?
At home, on my pc, with my noisy model M. In camp, with some cheapo membrane keyboard connected via OTG cable to my phone.

9. What topic most interests you?
Hardware. Is that not obvious by now?

10. Do you prefer voice chat or text chat? (or video)
I'm fine with either.
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NEXT!

1. Was this worth reading?
Perhaps.

2. Are you going to do these questions seriously?
50/50. depends on the question.

3. Am I making too many pointless questions?
seems like it, but not like my 10 facts thing is very pointful.

4. Ok then, umm... Favourite movie?
None in particular. No money for movies lol.

5. Fave artwork/story made?
see above.

6. Four-legged or bipedal?
BIPED SUPREMACY.
DRAKONIAN SUPERIORITY.

7. Favourite game genre?
FPS, RTS. More of the latter.

8. Most hated celebrity?
None. I don't follow this kind of thing. 

9. Too cold or too hot?
Here? Too bloody hot. Seriously, i walk out and stand in the shade and start sweating? Climate pls.

10. Most embarrassing moment?
HOHOHO you think I'm going to talk about it here? xP Besides, too many already because I'm a bit of an asshat at times xP

Am I going to tag people? nah. Too lazy, and need to rest....plus post stuff if I feel up to it.

If you have really read up to here, then I'd might as well open an AMA too. Ask me anything. Comms officer will route it to my quarters.

Tano'rath out.

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  • Drinking: Cordail
Resistance
Chapter 35: Balance

Eventually, I settled down to read a book, wanting some quiet time after all the excitement of the previous few days.

However, that was not to be, as one of the guards turned up on my doorstep the moment I flicked to the page where I had stopped at ages ago.

The man wasted no time with knocking the door, and came straight in. "Boss, we need you at the South gate now! A group of dragons just literally materialised in front and are asking for you by name! They don't seem to be looking for trouble, but some of them are wearing armour and such. Do you want an escorts?"

I glanced round to see Fenek fast asleep. I shrurged. "Nah. I'll live." With that, I put on my cap, which seemed to have dried, grabbed my pistol and went along with the man, "Eh, but get some guns pointed at them in case."

As the both of us rushed out, I received my reply. "They're covered. You sure you don't want someone to cover your back?"

I grunted and beckoned Agenor along. The silver dragon gave me a very strange look before grabbing his weapon. The guard nodded in approval, before leading me to his vehicle. I raised an eyeridge.

The man shrugged as he tossed me the keys. "They said to hurry, so I drove. Your turn now."

I maneuvered myself into the rover before starting the engine. Once everyone was settled in, I drove off. Of course, it didn't take long to get to the gate, and in no time, I had already parked the car.

They brought me to the gate at once, then directed to the small door built into the gate itself. Agenor stacked up behind me.

Subsequently, I drew my pistol, and was handed a full magazine when the weapon came out with the slide locked back, indicating an empty clip. I hastily reloaded, half realising that I must have looked like a clown walking around with an empty gun, then motioned for the door to be opened.

Outside stood a small group of dragons. Two wore shiny metallic armour, and even had some sort of metallic extensions, possibly blades attached to their claws. The two that walked behind them just looked normal, while the last two seemed to have tattoos on their scales... It was strange.

The first two, of red and blue scales, we're obviously professional soldiers, given all their bulk; I suspected that their arms made my legs look small, and their demonstrated at least some measure of discipline.

The second pair acted like civilians, but given the fact that Agenor was staring at them with narrowed eyes, I suspected something more. It also nagged at me that they looked almost identical to the two fighters in front... However, I couldn't really judge that, since those in front were mostly covered by their armour. I couldn't even see the colour of their undersides, let alone do cross referencing.

The last pair carried themselves with a sort of humble air, never meeting my eyes, and settling for looking around silently.

I made it a point to glance around at the array of guns that  was pointing at them. "You might want to identify yourselves, especially those of you with the shiny armour."

Instead of giving me a reply, they started whispering amongst themselves. I gritted my teeth and repeated my question. Same reaction. However, one of them chuckled.

Growling, I fired the pistol over one of their heads, not caring which. "What, you think this is a joke? Don't waste my time! I have more important things to do!"

The two tattooed dragons stepped forward and bowed, while one of them, who had gold scales and black horns spoke, "Ah, we forget our manners. Our purpose is to restore balance."

"Bit convenient, eh, Agenor?" I remarked, "We were just talking about them."

Agenor nodded, still staring at the second pair.

The group seemed confused at my reaction, and said nothing. I folded my arms, making sure my gun was still visible. "A bit too convenient for my taste. You'll have to do better than that. What if we were bugged, and you're agents sent to blow us up?"

I received confused looks from all of them and sighed. "You'll have to prove your alliegence."

Before the tattoo group could reply, the armoured pair removed their helmets and blade thingies. "There is not much we can do, save for battling by your side the next time the Council choses to attack."

"The second pair. They're skinwalkers." Agenor added, letting his eyes flick between the first and second pairs, which looked to be exact copies of each other, save for the armour. I nodded while the unarmoured two nodded too, smirking.

I glanced to the guard. "Any raids scheduled today?"

The man nodded, "Should be soon too."

I directed the group to stand aside, while replying, "Good. I'll use that to test them."

However, before I could take action, one of the tattooed dragons came over, "If you wish us to fight, it can be done, but the nearest storage area is at least a two days flight from here. We can swear oaths of alliegence to you if you wish, it will bind us to your service, and save time too. I am a war mage, as is my friend, our words are binding."

I nodded. "I'm aware of that. We have our own transportation. However, you're right. We don't have time. I'll take your offer here and now."

The dragon nodded and beckoned the rest of the group over. They formed line in front of me, somewhat like a platoon falling in, before bowing their heads and chanting something. Agenor walked over at some point and began translating for me. Basically, they were doing what was promised; swearing a magically binding oath to me.

I had to pause to confirm at the end of it, though, for the oath itself was painstakingly long. One of the guards even yawned at some point. Agenor finished his last sentence and I asked, "So basically, their asses are mine now?"

Agenor gave me an amused snort. "More or less. They'll die for you if you ask them to, and only you can release them from the oath itself. I believe we've acquired ourselves some assets, no?"

I nodded before turning my attention to the group once again. The two fellows with the tattoos seemed to be the ones calling the shots. Their names turned out to be Flayme for the one with the gold scales while the other who was red was called Fyre. They were brothers, and given their names, I wasn't surprised.

The two skinwalkers had supposedly reverted back to their original configurations. One was a mottled green colour, called Tel, while the other was white, called Sy. They both seemed to have a mischievous glint in their almost identical red eyes. I would have to keep an eye on those two.

The two armoured soldiers were Hector and Fafnir for the blue and red scales respectively. They both seemed to be more interested in my pistol than in me, and had me promise to show them how to use the gun.

Meanwhile, Fyre was staring at my cap. "What is that on your head? It looks...strange. The colours are most confusing too. Why is it such a jumble, or am I not seeing the pattern?"

I took the cap off, and took a moment to let the whole group inspect the pixelised design before taking it back. "It's a hat. The design is random squares of colour, supposed to be for camouflage from detection systems in the Old World. It's also part of the army uniform, though I don't think I can fit in that anymore. Anyways, come with me. I'll need to show you all to my boss."

Fafnir snorted. "You jest, I hope? People that we met on our travels said that a black dragon leads the force of balance!"

I chuckled. "I see things got a bit exaggerated. Yes, I used to do that when we were a small group. Now...can is can la, but what we have to handle is a bit too much for me to deal with alone. We split the job now, and meet as a committee to discuss any big issues."

They began talking amongst themselves at that, discussing whether a mistake had been made. However, when we walked past the vehicle Park, Flayme spoke up. "No! I believe that we're in the correct place! See! Those are the chariots of metal, no?" He subsequently turned to me, "Are they?"

I blinked. "Chariots of metal? Well...I guess you could put it that way."

Hector stared at one of the tanks wide-eyed. "I heard that that can down even a battle mage! Flayme, I believe you've a competitor now!"

I chuckled, glancing at the olive green tank, which was also stained black in most places from the dragon blood. "I suppose so. Took one shell to blow the shield away. Don't worry though, we don't shoot at our own people....speaking of which, I need to get all of you tagged."

"Tagged?" All of them gave me confused looks.

I raised an arm to show the three cheverons and one upturned one that my men had painted on me while I slept, showing my rank, though the purpose was actually for identification. "So that we know that what side you're on."

The two skinwalkers snickered, and Sy spoke, chuckling. "Wise, but unnecessary since we are here now. We'll catch any spies that care to visit."

I nodded, but brought them to the paint shop anyway, "Yeah, I know, but it will also make sure no idiot puts a hole in your head over a case of mistaken identity. Any preferences in the way of designs?"

They all settled for one small circle on the left arm, and I obliged, pausing to pay for the small tin of paint before going off. Hector poked at my stripes. "Those show a rank, no? The council uses something similar in their armies."

Nodding, I covered the upturned stripe first. "Three stripes is third sergeant," I then uncovered the upturned one, "Three stripes with roof is second sergeant. These are Old World army ranks." It took a while to explain, but they eventually got it.

Eventually, I returned home to a very annoyed Fenek, while Agenor went off to fetch Victor.

"Why didn't you tell me that you left?" The brown dragon demanded, giving me a death stare.

Rolling my eyes, I pointed at the new group. "Someone asked for me, so I went to link up. Seemed like no big deal so I let you sleep."

Fenek eyeballs them before snarling, "How do you expect me to do my duty if you just disappear like that?"

Behind, I heard one of them snicker, while Fyre prodded me, "Who is he? Why is he so concerned?"

I rolled my eyes again. "Guys, meet Fenek. Resident pain in the ass, and my bonded. He came looking for me when I was human."

The whole group seemed immensely amused for this, and settled down at the dining table with a chorus of laughs. Fenek ended up sitting with me, still fuming.

I gave him a very pointed look. "Come off it. There's no need to get so worked up. I'm still here, aren't I? Besides, it's not like I can't take care of myself. Relax."

Fenek huffed and said nothing. However, he started crooning almost immediately when I reached over and gave him a back rub, much to the amusement of the party of six.

Fenek huffed, glaring at me. "Now you're embarrassing me! Who are these people?!"

I glanced over and introduced them one by one while pausing to send Agenor off to get Victor. I had to update him, though there probably wouldn't be much in the way of changes, since they weren't exactly an army...

Halfway through, Flayme cut into my thoughts. "So, when do you plan on attacking the Council themselves?"

Didn't have to think to answer that one. "Not anytime soon. We need to settle the immediate surroundings and establish some other things first."

I received a disappointed nod, while Victor came in, shutting the door slowly as he looked over the new group. I took a short while to explain things to him before introducing him to them. He mentioned taking it to our own committee, and added that Drae'kos had already started on the windmill project.

Took a while, but I managed to tear the details from my slightly battered memory soon enough. Pointing the group to Sythes who was next door and getting him to give them lodging, I went off to check on the windmill itself, mentally kicking myself for forgetting about that project.
Resistance C35: Balance
and here we go, the next chapter. Some newcomers! Interesting too, though what they'll be doing remains to be seen. Enjoy~

And yes, yes won in the poll, so I'm going to try to stick to my schedule again, though I'm not writing as much these days.

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Chapter 34: Settling In
Of course, the meeting was done over a nice brunch. I half wanted to sneak alcohol again, but decided against it, especially since I noticed that Fenek was glaring at me.
Once we got down to business, the big issues were tabled and added to the agenda for later. What had to be done first was to do an after action review of the actual fight, especially since our defences had been breached with relative ease.
That was when I brought up the issue of the dragons with the special abilities. First, the mage, then now the scale colour changing fellow...the one the dragons called a skinwalker. I basically outlined how the former could be used against us as either a commando or as a pushing force against the city walls, while the latter would be useful in subversion and espionage. However, the main briefing was done by Agenor who took over once I went over the short introduction.
Agenor didn't quite go in depth about the balance thing as I had hoped, but he di

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Chapter 36: Power
Not quite knowing where the actual windmill was, I spent quite a while wandering around the town with Fenek in tow. Atheros was supposedly still resting.
Eventually, I got fed up and got Fenek to fly around, then give me directions. He tried to convince me to join him, but after a tentative stretch of my wings brought forth a whole lot of aches and pains, I declined.
The building was almost a stereotypical windmill, with a cylindrical Base and a conical roof. It's blades were simple wooden affairs, turning lazily in the afternoon breeze. The walls were made of stone and something that seemed to be concrete or plaster, perhaps a mixture of both. The stone was obviously granite, with the specks of quartz catching the afternoon sun, creating the appearance of sparkles on some of the dark rocks.
Set into the wall was a wooden doorframe, and a few windows here and there. The brown hardwood door was ajar, and the sounds of wood being worked and metal being shifte
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Resistance
Chapter 34: Settling In

Of course, the meeting was done over a nice brunch. I half wanted to sneak alcohol again, but decided against it, especially since I noticed that Fenek was glaring at me.

Once we got down to business, the big issues were tabled and added to the agenda for later. What had to be done first was to do an after action review of the actual fight, especially since our defences had been breached with relative ease.

That was when I brought up the issue of the dragons with the special abilities. First, the mage, then now the scale colour changing fellow...the one the dragons called a skinwalker. I basically outlined how the former could be used against us as either a commando or as a pushing force against the city walls, while the latter would be useful in subversion and espionage. However, the main briefing was done by Agenor who took over once I went over the short introduction.

Agenor didn't quite go in depth about the balance thing as I had hoped, but he did mention that having one species holding dominance over another is an imbalance. It more or less stopped there, however.

About the Battle Mages, Agenor began by giving a simple tactic to deal with them; keep throwing things at them till they tire out. Once they tire, the spells would dissipate, and we would actually be able to do damage. However, the issue was that they had obscene levels of endurance, and the sheer amount of firepower needed to tire them out was ridiculous. Another way would be to get another mage to battle them, or to subdue them mentally, but those options were not open to us at the moment.

Skinwalkers, on the other hand, we're a different kettle of fish. Yes, my pistol shots had caused the imposter to be revealed. However, I couldn't be going round and shooting at the dragons on a regular basis...that would be plain stupid. They were supposedly able to imitate any dragon's appearance with ease, and to a large extent, their personality.

The only way to quietly sniff out an impostor was to get the help of another skinwalker... However, we had no clue where to find them, and all Agenor could give us was a shrug. Apparently, they would usually just live their lives out as themselves, unless there was a need for their powers. Most of the time, they would only be found out when it is too late...

Agenor did stress, however, that hopefully the balance belief thing would attract some of them to our side...

After that, we paused to discuss, though there wasn't much to argue about, since everyone had seen the mage, and enough had seen my little skirmish on the rooftop not to dispute my claims.

We did, however, decide to call the skinwalkers chameleons.

Eventually, the discussion turned to more mundane things like storage solutions, housing, and the possible formation of a dragon branch, which I would head more or less independently. It didn't help that word out on the street was that most of the dragons would only listen to me.

There was however, no shortage of new fighters since the battle, as people had been lining up to join the fight. The issue was experience. Most of the experienced men were either in the room already or were already committed as trainers. I was the only one that didn't have a specialised role as an instructor, as I was told to handle all the training for the dragon side, and was given some instructors to parcel out on my own.

Eventually, the civilian government was called in as well to discuss expansion plans, while the dragons and I went off.

The house adjacent to mine had been rebuilt, and given over to the dragon warriors, those that had come in from the village, to use as their bunks. They did, however, see it fit to knock down the wall between my house and theirs, then put in a door. I added in yellow paint 'OC' on the door itself, since I was pretty much the officer commanding anyway. The joke took a while to be explained.

Updates...and tagged.

Journal Entry: Fri Nov 21, 2014, 5:59 AM


Well, as the title suggests, I have been tagged. Twice. However, I'm going to get a word in first before I go and address all this nonsense lol.

Now, as to why I have been quiet for so long, well, I've been busy with parade rehearsals and then the parade itself. I probably broke half the rules there are to break by participating, and probably spoilt my knee. BUT since this is to celebrate my entire company finishing service, plus the fact that my parents came all the way to the camp to watch, I don't mind a little pain.... Though my right index finger is still numb from holding the bloody rifle...and it has been a week. This is getting ridiculous. haha. Ey, but we all got to wear the ceremonial dress uniform and generally looked good, save one guy with a huge shirt xP

And that was last week.

Now this week, well mostly drama in the platoon exploding left right centre. I'm not at liberty to discuss what's going on, since this got pretty much all the way to the CO...but it has broken the mood of the place. Dammit...we're supposed to be happy, and now people are just like...bleh and so on. It's a mess and I'm hoping that those involved don't get into too much trouble. And no, thankfully, I'm not involved in this huge mess. 

Also latest thing, thurs and fri, I've been sick with what looks like a 24h virus, though it's hard to say for now since some of the symptoms are still here. I'll see tomorrow I guess.

And now, the tags. I have one from :iconenerin: and one from :icondraconian-man:... seriously guys, I thought this thing was dead =.=

I'll answer the questions from each in order. Won't be posting the rules tho, so that this thing doesn't get ridiculously long.

But first, 10 things about me, as stipulated by the rules. I may get lazy halfway through tho.

1. I don't have a university education (yet)
2. I was drafted when I was 18, and almost done.
3. Did I say done? I'm still liable for 10 rounds of reservist training once I finish full time service. However, once I'm 40 they won't touch me no more.
4. OHHH I DON'T WANNA LIVE AN ARMY LIFE
5. I sleep alot these days for lack of a better thing to do.
6. I like to fiddle with computers for fun, but I'm horrible with software.
7. I went from 0 chin-ups to 16 then to 4 in the span of 2 years. Thanks, army! haha
8. I used to read alot and need to get back into the habit.
9. My luck is either horrid or awesome
10. I'm a boring person.

Now questions.
1. Of all the places you've been, which was/is your favorite?
Home mostly. Staying in an army camp 5 days a week for 2 years makes you appreciate the place, no matter how dysfunctional my family is at times.

2. What's your greatest skill/strength/good thing?
No idea. I'm good with my hands?

3. How about flaw?
I tend to shove my ideas down peoples' throats at times...and then tear theirs up in front of them, especially for the people I don't like.

4. I like that deviation question. What's the favorite one you've posted, and the one you're most proud of?
To be honest, I don't have one. All my work needs improvement, and any input is valued.

5. Are you very athletic?
Haha no.

6. Would you rather be in the city, in a forest, or inside your house/room?
City. But if it's hot or raining, home, or at least somewhere with good tea and internet xP

7. Name the first interesting fact off the top of your head.
Yes.

8. How/where do you write/draw/art?
At home, on my pc, with my noisy model M. In camp, with some cheapo membrane keyboard connected via OTG cable to my phone.

9. What topic most interests you?
Hardware. Is that not obvious by now?

10. Do you prefer voice chat or text chat? (or video)
I'm fine with either.
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NEXT!

1. Was this worth reading?
Perhaps.

2. Are you going to do these questions seriously?
50/50. depends on the question.

3. Am I making too many pointless questions?
seems like it, but not like my 10 facts thing is very pointful.

4. Ok then, umm... Favourite movie?
None in particular. No money for movies lol.

5. Fave artwork/story made?
see above.

6. Four-legged or bipedal?
BIPED SUPREMACY.
DRAKONIAN SUPERIORITY.

7. Favourite game genre?
FPS, RTS. More of the latter.

8. Most hated celebrity?
None. I don't follow this kind of thing. 

9. Too cold or too hot?
Here? Too bloody hot. Seriously, i walk out and stand in the shade and start sweating? Climate pls.

10. Most embarrassing moment?
HOHOHO you think I'm going to talk about it here? xP Besides, too many already because I'm a bit of an asshat at times xP

Am I going to tag people? nah. Too lazy, and need to rest....plus post stuff if I feel up to it.

If you have really read up to here, then I'd might as well open an AMA too. Ask me anything. Comms officer will route it to my quarters.

Tano'rath out.

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  • Mood: Tired
  • Listening to: Music
  • Reading: Random stuff
  • Watching: Time go by
  • Playing: Random phone games
  • Eating: army food
  • Drinking: Cordail

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Tanorath-drgn
Keane (Tano'rath)
Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
Singapore
Eh, yeah typical Singaporean here... mostly

I'm currently serving my time in the army, as dictated by the law. Will be done around December 2014. Long way more haha.

As for my vocation, I'm a combat engineer.

As for me, I generally like meeting people, and talking. I talk ALOT. However, I'm usually only online on skype, etc on weekends, due to the nature of my training and vocation. I also have a tendency to be extremely random at times, so do pardon me~

My hobbies include writing (obviously), reading and fiddling with hardware.

My main character defaults to a black dragon/drakonian (I've given up on correcting people over this so yeah), name being Tano'rath. The ref sheet is in the gallery somewhere... He means quite a bit to me, going deeper than just being a character. Enough said. SHall leave the details out and the ambiguity in for now, so yeah~

oh yeah, I have skype. Ask, and i will note you my username.

Twitter: Tanorath_Drgn follow me for nonsense~

Icon by :icondshain:

Tano'rath out.


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DounutCereal Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the fav on the ref sheet Tano', cheers
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Tanorath-drgn Featured By Owner Nov 4, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
eh no probs. How could I have not faved your face man :D
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DounutCereal Featured By Owner Nov 4, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
lol, true I am a very nice looking dragon!

+170 arrogance points earned by Sorien Theraikea
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:B
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The-White-Dragon-97 Featured By Owner Oct 12, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks a lot for the :+fav: and the watch :hug: :dummy:

Much appreciated :icondragonhug:
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Tanorath-drgn Featured By Owner Oct 31, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
no probs~
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:icondragonshy2:
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xD
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thanks for the mini fave-bomb
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ey no prob man hahaha
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