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*Blood and Fire* Closed


It was a time of darkness and despair. Crops withered as soon as their stalks emerged from the hard, parched earth. Cattle died of mysterious ailments. The people of this earth were famished, dying, praying to the gods for a single drop of rain. They remembered a time when the dragons would plunge down from the skies, their wings spread and scales gleaming in the sun, bringing with them a downpour of precious rainwater. As the people starved, their love for the dragons was replaced by a fiery hatred, from the bottom of their souls. The dragons had seen that the beings of this earth had become corrupted, greedy. They no longer prayed to the dragons, expressing their thanks for the life-giving rain. So, the dragons decided that these beings should perish, and be replaced by those who would always look into the sky and always remember the dragons’ kindness.
The inhabitants of this earth begged and pleaded, but the dragons would not relent. The people became angry with the dragon folk. Those of noble rank employed dragon hunters to track down and kill the dragons, offering bountiful rewards of gold and land. Soon every humanoid race, from the humans in their towns, the elves in their forest villages, and the dwarves and goblins in the mountains, had their own dragon hunters to seek down and destroy the magnificent yet terrible beasts. In the battles that ensued, many a dragon and hunter lost their lives.
Their numbers dwindling, the dragons retreated to a secure mountaintop high in the Himalayas, the only safe place left in the world. The ever kind Oriental dragons welcomed their brethren, and comforted those who had lost a loved one. At this draconic council, they argued and debated how to protect themselves from the threat of the hunters. However, they were mistrustful of one another. The dragons of the west and east despised one another, The amphitheres and the lindworms were also reluctant to be involved in any strategy that involved the other. Disputes broke out, and everything was in utter chaos.
Around the world, dragon hunters restlessly sharpened their weapons, which ranged from spears and bows to magic and sorcery to teeth and claws. They stalked the land, alone, in small groups, or in great numbers. They were admired by their races, welcomed in every town, treated like heroes. They were both feared and respected. Each dragon hunter was eager for the either the fortune that came with taking down a dragon, or the pleasure of a kill.
Both the dragons and the hunters could feel it, like a cold chill that passes over one as winter approaches. A war was coming.
 
     
 
Rules:

Be kind, this is my first RPG. Any suggestions or creative critcism is greatly appreciated.

1. I expect you to have read the Barton Town: Rules and guidlines.
2. As usual, no spamming, flaming, or trolling.
3. Keep it PG-13. No cybering whatsoever, not even in the PM's. Seriously, little kids play on this site.
4. No god modding.
5. Try to keep it to at least 3 sentences. I understand writers block. Be creative and imaginative!
6. Everybody and anybody is welcome.
7. Please do not kill each other. That is not nice. You may only kill someone if they have agreed to let you kill them and you have told me in advance.
8. No excessive violence, and keep swearing to a minimum (nothing worse than damn). If possible, refrain from swearing altogether.
9. Try to post at least once every five days. If you do not post, I will be forced to either kill your character off or control the character. Please do not make me do either of these things!
10. Be nice to each other. If you chase somebody off because you were being cruel, I will be very upset and may remove you from the RPG.
11. Have fun!

Skeleton:
Name: (your character's name)
Age: (not necessarily your real age)
Race: (what type of creature your character is, not what race you are)
Gender:
Personality:
Appearance: (describe what your character looks like)
Picture: (optional)
     
This RPG takes place on an earth parallel to our own. You are allowed to be either a dragon hunter, of any humanoid race (ex. human, elf, dwarf, etc.) or a dragon. Some examples of dragon species:
European: a class with four legs, two wings, and a fiery attitude.
Oriental: a dragon reknown for its kind disposition. Four legs and no wings.
Lindworm: a sly breed with two legs and no wings. They have a poisonous bite and can run at incredibly fast speeds.
Amphithere: A feathered breed with no legs and two wings.
Wyvern: the largest of the dragons, with two wings and two hind legs.
If you know of any others, PM me and describe them. I will let you know if they are acceptable.

Our Cast (currently)
The Dragons
Eingana (Western Dragon)
Tatsumaru (Western Dragon)
Arella (Western Dragon)
Crystal (Western Dragon)
Lunella (Amphithere)
Argente (Oriental Dragon)
Serath (Western Dragon)

The Hunters
Kahalm Lightheart (Human)
Pandora (Kelpie)
Karya (Half Dryad/Half Human)
 
     
 
Name: Eingana
Age: 1,632
Race: Western dragon
Gender: Female
Personality: She is fiercely protective of her kind, and never backs down from a fight. Her greatest wish is for peace.
Appearance: She is a young purple dragon with long horns
Picture:
     
The story begins...

(Setting: A mountain cavern deep within the mountains of the Himalayas)

Eingana rustles her wings impatiently. The other dragons are in heated argument, bickering among themselves. "Ahem" she clears her throat loudly, but the dragons do not notice and go on bickering. "I said A-HEM!!!!," she says more loudly, a billow of smoke erupting from her mouth. The other dragons turn to stare at her. She tries to look impressive and not stare down at her feet. "I am getting quite tired of you fighting amongst yourselves." She emphasizes her words with a yawn. "All of this fighting is getting us nowhere, and what's worse, its giving me a headache," Eingana moans. "Anyone who wishes to discuss the eminent attack of the dragon hunters will please meet me in the next cave over." She exits the cave and unfurls her great wings, swiftly arriving at her destination. She waits patiently for the arrival of any of the others.

(RP you way to the cave, or if you are a hunter, make up your own story and how you meet)
 
     
"`But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
`Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: `we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'"

 
Name: Kahalm Lightheart
Age: 29
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Personality: Just going to have to find that out now wont ya?
Appearance: Kahalm is a giant of a man. Standing a little over six feet and weighing a good two-hundred something pounds of muscle he is an imposing an intimidating figure. He has mate black plate armor with a black cape. On his back hangs a massive silver claymore with black runes carved into the blade. His dark brown hair matches his eyes and is always messy. The smell of blood oozes from him and adds to the fright one feels looking onto him. Kahalm looks more frightening than the monsters he hunts.
     
Tatsumaru glided on the air currents slowly arriving at the second cave. Landing with a loud thud a couple of small static electrical discharges leaving his nostrols. He spoke with a baritone voice "You said meet here. so here i am." he looked at Eingana with a solemn facial expression.
 
     
 
Name: Tatsumaru, Tenka
Age: 2,000 or so
Race: European dragon
Gender: Male
Personality: Tough calm most of the time, Like his name sake his temper and fierce Will is lightning fast.
Picture: Tatsumaru, Tenka
     
((obviously on the path to the cave))

Kahalm knew his tip was genuine as he strode up the cold mountain road leading to the cave. He had heard rumors of many dragons meeting up in the mountains but was suprized to find how many leftovers from dragon meals where along the road. He kept his sword sheathed and continued his way up the mountain alone.
 
     
Thgil, Female Gnome warrior lv 80
http://www.wowarmory.com/character-sheet.xml?r=Stormscale&n=Thgil
 
Name: Arella
Age: 1,989
Race: European dragon
Gender: Female
Personality: Calm loving and protective over the others, lost a lover to a hunter.
Picture:
     
Arella stood proud atop the mountain, looking down on the surrounding land. she watched carefully for movement, any sign of a threat to her and the rest of the dragons. a slight hint of movement on the path up the mountain caused Arella to take to the sky's for a closer look.
 
     
 
seeing that the other dragon was not responding tatsumaru left the cave and took to the skies. his wings beat harder, and faster as he climbed into the air letting a lightning bolt fly from his mouth as he reached the peak of his climb. after doing such he let out a roar to see if any other dragons where in the air.
     
Hearing the sudden rumbling Roar of another dragon Arella Decided to turn around and see who it was.
 
     
 
he spots the other dragon and calmly flies to her. upon arriving he say's "you saw him too....." he said watching from the sky. "so what do you know of this?" he asked looking back to her
     
"yes" Arella nodded, "i noticed him. its a hunter, he reeks of blood. something must be done" she said as she assessed the situation. there was nowhere left to fun an if this man was to get away he would surely bring many others.
 
     
19~Lez~UK~Taken By Ming Yu
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